Chapter 55: Zhao Feng's story

His words made the woman next to her a little embarrassed. She looked at the man and said: "Dongheng, how do people's restaurants have rules and you have nothing to do with it, you don't talk like this."
"How did I rush? Xiaoqing, we are guests! Are the guests not God for the service staff? I am really seeing the guests for the first time. What is the attitude? I think I need to give some consumption. The Association has complained about it." The man snorted and looked at Zhang Han.
"Oh." Zhang Han's expression did not change at all, he replied faintly: "Then you go to complain."
After Zhang Han finished, he held Meng Meng to the sofa.
"Hey? Xiaoqing, look at his attitude...." The blond man was angry.
The words have not yet fallen, Liang Mengqi said coldly: "What attitude? The price is written at the door, the rules are always there, if you don't eat, please go out, don't yell here."
"Yes, hey, the boss's meal is not something that ordinary people can eat. I see you, go out without any attitude." Zhao Dahu glanced at the blond man, yin and yang said.
"Oh!" The man sneered and said: "I see you a few of them here? What? Is it a black shop?"
"Dongheng, don't say it." The woman next to him frowned and said, "We are here to eat. If you don't want to eat with me, go ahead."
"I don't mean that." The blond man shook his head and said, "I just can't understand the service here. If you sell it, the service is not good. What is it?"
His discourse was obviously to Zhang Han, but Zhang Han did not intend to pay attention to the blond man's pretense. He quietly watched him pretend.
Zhang Han ignored it, but someone could pay attention to it.
I saw Zhao Feng reluctantly after drinking the last bite of milk, stood up and walked towards the blond man.
When the blond man saw Zhao Feng, his eyes stunned and some stunned expressions. Obviously, he knew Zhao Feng.
"Did you eat?"
Zhao Feng walked to the front of the blond man. He had no expression, but he spit out three words in his mouth.
"Eat, eat, wind brother, how are you here?" The blonde man looked bitter.
"I want to eat and eat well. My desk is empty. Go and pack it and eat there." Zhao Feng gazed at him and said, "And, if you come here later, be quiet."
"Yes, I know." The blond man nodded quickly.
This blond man is also a member of Yonghe Society. His family has a small company. It is a small rich second generation. In the community, he occasionally invites everyone to consume. Zhao Fenglai has also seen this kid several times in Xinyuewan. He wants to please Zhao Feng, but he wants to please Zhao Feng, but Zhao Feng didn't buy it, and every time he saw Zhao Feng, he saw the cat like the mouse.
After Zhao Feng finished speaking, he did not pay attention to him. He took his own cup, went to the kitchen and poured a glass of milk. He took the rag and threw it to the blond man.

Do you mind if I sit here?
Zhao Feng pointed out that the empty space in front of Zhao Dahu said.
"Nobody, sit down." Zhao Dahu replied, Zhao Feng's behavior, but also got a little goodwill.
What is the source of good feelings? That is, speak for this restaurant and do things for this restaurant.
No doubt, Zhao Dahu is already the guardian of Zhang Han Restaurant.
There are two tables here, four people are drinking milk slowly, the innermost table, the blond youth and the tall woman quickly eat the egg fried rice.
If they usually eat more delicious meals, they will also praise one or two in person, but at this time, Zhang Han's egg fried rice has already let the two forget the words, and they are fully committed to it.
Even eating and eating, the blond man’s face flashed a apology.
It seems that ‘the boss’s meal is so delicious, I’ve just got a bad attitude, really shouldn’t be...’
However, no one cares about them at this moment.
"Boss." Liang Mengqi saw Zhang Han tidy up the big dining table and quickly said: "I am your first member, can you order a piano piece."
"Oh?" Zhang Han glanced at her and nodded: "Yes."
"Then I have to listen to the piano music of the night." Liang Mengqi said with a smile.
Zhang Han gently nodded and hugged the cute pop of the sofa: "Let's play the piano."
"Hey....not that we are playing, it’s a bullet, oh, when can you play the piano..." asked Meng Meng.
"Meng Meng is so smart, I will learn a little later." Zhang Han smiled lightly.

Is Meng Meng very smart?
Meng Meng’s eyes lit up and said happily:
How smart is that?

"Amount..." Zhang Han sank and replied: "Meng Meng is the most intelligent little princess in the world."
"Pig...day...wan...sister...what is it?" Meng Meng curious.
"The heavens and the world, all the meanings, the heavens are the heavens and the earth, the 10,000 is a wireless meaning, the world refers to the world, that is to say, in all the world, Meng Meng is the most intelligent." Zhang Han simple The explanation is below.
"Giggle....what?" Meng Meng kissed Zhang Han's cheek several times and giggled.
The little princess likes to praise her.
Zhang Han will sprout on the small sofa, then sit on the chair and open the lid.
"A piano piece of the night gave me a cute sprout."
Zhang Han smiled softly and silenced for ten seconds.
Under the eyes of Liang Mengqi, Zhang Han’s hand slammed.
When the sound of the piano sounded, it touched people's heart.
Liang Mengqi looked at Zhang Han's sideways and had a slap in the face. She felt that Zhang Han's piano music would always have a charm. It seems to be the piano music that everyone often said.
This is a realm.
Even Zhao Feng’s pupils are somewhat blurred, and his expression is still dull, but his heart recalls his experience following the rhythm of piano music.
I could have had a good life and had a good career, but at that time, everything was a dream.
One of his comrades-in-arms, and his best brother, was very embarrassed when he executed the task of the drug scorpion, which led to the shooting.
He lay in the arms of Zhao Feng and slowly told Zhao Feng about things.
It turned out that on the day of the mission, his family had to welcome a group of uninvited guests. The group of people was a usury company. His wife’s father borrowed a loan shark. After paying the money, he did not expect the company to do it. The deadline given is the day the task is performed.
He was ready to report on leave, but whoever thought that the final battle with the drug lord started, the military order was like a mountain, he gave up and immediately went back, and planned to return to the end of the night.
But he did not survive, and Zhao Feng helped him with this before he died.
However, in the middle of the night, when Zhao Feng came to his comrade-in-arms home, his wife was lying in bed and looking for a short-sightedness. Zhao Feng was really crazy at the time, went to the lending company alone, went all the way, and finally went to the boss's office.
The boss smiled and said that he would send people to go to the home of his comrades, and his lending company is also protected by law.
There is no fear, you can only use the four words to describe the boss.
But Zhao Feng did not care about those, punched and punched the boss, until he died!
It is also this time that the shots have ruined Zhao Feng’s life. If it was not for the Tang War, if it was not for various reasons, then he would spend the rest of his life in jail.
Even if it comes out now, it must be a very dangerous thing. After all, the war in Tang Dynasty is cautious and hot. Don’t doubt that he is a brainless big brother. If there is no savvy mind, it is impossible to dominate the underground forces in the Southern District. !
‘Is that shot, value? ’
Sometimes Zhao Feng will ask himself, but then he will shake his head slightly: ‘value! If he is giving him a chance, he must play a few more punches! ’
A melodious music quietly ended in Zhao Feng's contemplation.
"I am playing a song, what do you want to hear?" Zhang Han asked a few people from Liang Mengqi sideways.
"The Cannon Variations, the kind you talked about before." Liang Mengqi replied quickly.
"Yeah." Zhang Han nodded slightly.
When preparing to play, the blond man opened his mouth:
"That.....big boss, we still want to eat one."
"Go yourself to live." Zhang Han replied.
"Okay."
At this time, the attitude of the blond man has been extremely warm and polite, not only because of Zhao Feng’s sake, but also because he is also a foodie, and the food is facing Zhang Han’s meal, and there is no resistance at all.
As the blond man walked the two paper plates to the kitchen counter, a cheerful rhythm of the Cannon Variations rang.
‘The piano is playing so well, the boss is really mysterious. ’
Zhao Feng’s heart sighed.
At the end of this piano, Zhang Han put the piano cover down.
Zhang Han felt that it was enough to play two songs at a time, but when he put it down, Meng Meng was a little anxious. She said with a small arm:
"Well, hey, hey, don't let go, Meng Meng still wants to play."
"Oh, come on, Dad teaches you to play." Zhang Han hurriedly opened the piano cover again. After holding the Meng Meng, he began to teach Meng Meng to play the piano:
"Come on, press this button first, then this, then this, and this, it will be nice to connect, try?"
"Giggle... this one..." Meng Meng was very happy to darken with two small fingers.
Zhang Han Jiao Meng Meng is a flash of sparkling crystal, very simple and is a good song, Meng Meng's memory is very good, in order.
"Dad presses for you, then sings and sings well?"
After learning a half-sound, Zhang Han reached out and gently held the little princess's finger, ready to start playing.
"One flash and one sparkling crystal, the sky is a little star! Giggle..."
Playing the piano together in my arms, I feel so happy.
On the side of the window, Liang Mengqi saw a few people quietly, even the blond man who had finished eating and the tall woman did not interrupt this warm picture.