Chapter 203: Only hate yourself, no baby

"When someone will assign a task to you," the old man said loudly: "The madness of Liunan Road, Xu Yong of Shadong Road, and Yue Di of Anhang District are the targets we will start to do, and then the Liuhu District. Gu Chen, take him, we will make the last stop, Crescent Bay."
At this time, Meng Wu, who was next to him, laughed and said: "Tonight, everyone is not busy. People who haven’t moved for a long time estimate that their hands are rusting. For a while, everyone is good at meat. Waiting, but one thing, no one can make a drop of wine! If you find someone who dares to drink, don't blame me!"
"Of course!" The bald man next to Meng Wu patted his hands and said, "Don't drink tonight, it's because we have to celebrate tomorrow morning!"
While talking, rushing into a man from the side door, came to a few people, he said with a short breath:
"Boss, just got the news, mad seven got a bunch of weapons, his men are also in the house, afraid that they want to die, Yue Di seems to be ready to escape, the news is from the mouth of her little wife, and that Xu Yong, then With a large number of people to find the morning, the two of them are also crowded."

Oh?
The old man leaked a hint of meaningful smile and said:
Today, even if they are looking for Lao Wang, they can’t change the result of their cleanup!

Although it is cleansing, it is not to say that it is going to make a big thing like the Tang war mansion. If it is like that, it can’t be handed over. Their main purpose is to grab the ground and subdue the other rebellious leaders. Injure their backbone members as long as they can achieve their goals.
The level of trouble is not heavy, it is easy to suppress, and they are not without a backhand, the old man's backhand, enough to push the other forces in the Southern District together!
Not to mention how to prepare for this, the other end, Zhang Han's restaurant.
Zhang Han has begun to make cola chicken wings.
Cola Chicken Wing is a kind of food made with chicken wings and cola as the main ingredient, with cooking wine, onion, ginger, soy sauce, salt and chicken essence as seasoning. Cola chicken wings have the characteristics of delicious taste, bright color, tender and smooth chicken wings, and moderate salt and sweetness.
Some of them have said that the cola chicken wings made with Pepsi will be sweeter, and the Coca-Cola is made with a sweet taste.
Zhang Han also first stepped the chicken wings with water for two minutes to remove impurities.
Pour off the water, put a little oil into the pot, put the chicken wings into it, fry for a minute, pour in a cola, add and shallots, a little soy sauce and soy sauce, the fire will boil the water, then turn to the fire stew.
Although the chicken wings are also the meat of the chicken, it is relatively easy to cook. It takes about ten minutes, the soup is thick, and after a little left, the lid is opened, a little fragrant powder is added, and the stir fry a few times. The fragrant cola chicken wings are out of the pan.
The cola chicken wings are the last dish made by Zhang Han. Before that, the braised eggplant and the cucumber were prepared.
After the meal was done, Zhao Feng first made a large portion of the dishes and served them on the round table.
This scene was seen by Liang Mengqi, and she felt that Zhao Feng seemed to be the waiter here. Anyway, leaving the chaotic underground forces is always good.
When I was about to eat, Wang Jiawen and Su Yu were a little embarrassed.
The host does not speak, they are also embarrassed to take the initiative to eat! And this restaurant has rules, the membership card can only be one person, after all, they have to wait outside the line to queue up.
Two adults, the son of a former minister, the authentic second generation, a rich daughter, and the rich second generation. At this time, in this one hundred and more flat restaurants, they are fidgety, very embarrassed, if they are The circle of friends said, it is estimated that many people will have a wrong heart.
But fortunately, Wang Yizhen, this little fat girl, fortunately, she and Meng Meng have some familiarity, they will eventually get the light of their own daughter.
After seeing that the food was ready, Meng Meng climbed down the sofa and saw that Wang Jiawen and Su Yu did not leave. The little guy squatted down and then looked at Zhang Han. The milk voice asked:
"Oh, uh... that, can the geisha and Ma Ma eat with us?"
"Yes." Seeing Meng Meng's big eyes, Zhang Han nodded directly and agreed. After saying a word, he looked at Wang Jiawen and smiled. "Come and eat together."
"Oh, ok, thank you."
Wang Jiawen was somewhat flattered at this time, and quickly stood up and thanked him.
Although it only came twice, but in this short period of time, under the subtle influence, Wang Jiawen also felt that he could sit at the round table and eat, what kind of treatment, even he felt bigger than the last time兴奋 Exciting in the reception of star-rated restaurants.
And the eyes of non-member diners are envious, and they are also reminding him that eating at the round table is a privilege, and more importantly... they can eat the food of the boss! They have no members, and they have a daughter who has a good relationship with the little princess in the restaurant. They can eat, this... only hate that they have no baby!
What is more interesting is that a couple who are eating at the outermost table have a look at each other. They who did not want children, now have a desire to go back to make children.
Members can't afford it, kids can still be born!
But they just think about it in their hearts. Although children can be born, they are also divided into poor and rich, they are prepared to be rich, or they are planning to fight for two years!
When Wang Jiawen was sitting at the table, when he was about to move the chopsticks, he hesitated and looked at Zhang Han and said:
"Mr. Zhang, do you like to drink?"
"Forget it." Zhang Han nodded.
For wine, Zhang Han used to like to drink red wine. When he went there, he wanted to drink a lot of valuable people or Lafite. Later, when he was in a low valley for five years, Zhang Han liked to drink white wine. Compared with red wine, white wine was more It was easy to get drunk. Later, when I went to Xiu Xianjie, he tasted the Qiong juice and then felt that those were the real wine.
"I also like to drink, but I don't drink much." Wang Jiawen smiled while holding a piece of chicken. "I have two bottles of collector's edition of the 82-year-old Lafite, and I will come with me next time." Drink a meal with Mr. Zhang."
"Yeah." Zhang Han directly snorted, casually said: "I have some beer here, do you want to drink?"
"Okay! Drink some." Wang Jiawen's eyes lit up.
Generally speaking, it is just a good meal. The chat will not be very hot, but after drinking the wine, the words will naturally increase. This is also the reason for the wine table to talk about feelings, just like the company personnel to do things or seek cooperation. It’s all about 'talking about feelings' on the wine table. It’s good to talk about, and the business is naturally good.
It’s like some news that was once there, a person who didn’t have a degree, because the amount of alcohol is super good, and the company’s top management valued it. The identity has improved a lot. Just do the role of toasting and blocking the wine on the wine table, but it’s still that. In other words, although the wine is good, drink less, and drink more.
Zhang Han went to the refrigerator on the kitchen side and took four beer. After Zhao Feng saw it, he couldn't help but look at Liang Mengqi and asked: "Meng Qi, do you want to drink some beer?"
"I don't drink." Liang Mengqi shook his head.
"She doesn't drink me, Zhao Feng, you ask the boss, can we also drink some wine." Yu Qingqing said while licking the meat.
"Good." Zhao Feng nodded, got up and walked quickly to Zhang Han's side and asked: "Boss, can we have some wine?"
"Ok."
Zhao Feng smiled and took two beer from the refrigerator.
After Zhang Han returned to the table, Wang Jiawen directly picked up his tableware and glanced at Su Yu. He smiled and said: "I am going to drink with Mr. Zhang."
"Go and go, look at your alcoholic drink." Su Yubai gave him a look.
Wang Jiawen smiled and walked to the right side of Zhang Han’s chair. After taking the beer, he took the beer and quickly opened it and handed it to Zhang Han. He paid tribute and then opened it to himself. He touched Zhang Han and said:
"Thank you for your hospitality."
This sentence is to make Zhang Han happy, dinner was originally prepared for Meng Meng, how to talk about hospitality.
However, he thought so, let him self-deprecating, Zhang Han chuckled and took a sip with him.
"The dish that Mr. Zhang did is really nothing to say. It is definitely this." Wang Jiawen gave a thumbs up and then smiled. "I also tasted the dishes made by Wang Long several times. I thought it was cooking." The peak, but now it seems, there are people outside!"
"Well, I am the best." Meng Meng is not easy to finish a chicken wing, took the time to say a mouth.
Listen to others to praise, the little guy is full of pride every time.
"Meng Meng, eat fast, chicken wings are delicious." Wang Yizhen very intimately clipped a chicken wing and handed it to Meng Meng.
Seeing this scene, Wang Jiawen could not help but laugh.
A dinner ends in a happy atmosphere.
After dinner, Zhao Feng cleaned up the restaurant and greeted him. Today's rental is down. A high-rise in the neighborhood not far from the restaurant is also very convenient.
It was Wang Yizhen. In the restaurant and Meng Meng, it was nearly ten o'clock. Su Yu saw that the second old man was a little sleepy. He looked at Wang Yizhen a little helplessly and said: "Geisha, we have to go home, next time we are looking for Meng Meng. Are you playing well?"
"Not good." Wang Yi Shantou will not answer.
Make Wang Jiawen's expression slightly stiffer.
"Geisha, you see grandparents are very sleepy, let's play here today? Otherwise, the next grandparents should not bring you." Wang Jiawen said with a smile, but still reflected in the eyes There is no doubt about the stock.
"Hey! I haven't played enough yet, stinky daddy!" Wang Yizhen's two arms were held together, a very angry look.
Meng Meng whispered a small mouth, thought about it, afraid that they really did not bring Wang Yizhen to come and play, so some reluctantly said:
"That, that geisha, you still go back, or you can't come next time."
"No, they don't bring me, I come!" Wang Yizhen said unambiguously.
Her small appearance made Wang Jiawen laugh and cry, but he still calmed down and took out the father's majesty and said: "Wang Yizhen, are you not obedient?"
When he took the shelf, Wang Yizhen also had a move! A slap in the mouth, a small face wrinkled, will cry.