Chapter: 1913

Sun Ming kept two big bags in his hands, one for snacks and the other for toys.

"I'm back." Zhang Han glanced at them, said a word and continued to flip the wok.

"Mr. Zhang, these are some snacks and small toys I brought back from North America. Where's Mengmeng?" Sun Ming greeted with a smile, and asked after he didn't see Mengmeng.

"Go to school." Zhang Han said with a smile.

"I went to kindergarten." Zhao Feng added.

"It's time for school." Sun Ming put two bags of things on the sofa, then looked at Zhang Han, and said with a smile, "Uh...thank you for your trust, Mr. Zhang, don't worry, I will definitely do my best Do things for the company, if..."

"It's okay, you're welcome, it doesn't matter if you make a profit or not." Zhang Han shook his head slightly.

He didn't care about money and such things, and he didn't think about making the company bigger and more famous, so that Zi Yan could work more conveniently.

"Thank you, Mr. Zhang." Grandma said sincerely with complicated eyes.

In her heart, Zhang Han is the nobleman of their family, and she felt a little scared when she thought about it. If she hadn't met Mr. Zhang, their family would definitely be torn apart.

Being able to cure terminal illness, they all know that Zhang Han is a person with great ability. Before returning, the two of them said that this kindness will be remembered in their hearts for the rest of their lives, and everything can be explained with actions.

"Uncle Sun, sit down first." Zhao Feng said.

"well."

Sun Ming's family sat in the usual middle seats.

After they sat down, Zhao Feng walked to the kitchen counter and said:

"The night show has been in trial operation for three days, and the popularity is getting higher and higher, and the response is very good. The restaurant has not yet opened, and the entertainment company has made arrangements. It is ready to open together tomorrow. Tomorrow, master, do you want to go to the scene to cut the ribbon? The ribbon-cutting ceremony is It is estimated that many people will come to Liu Dong's operation."

Someone is easy to handle. Liu Qingfeng came back from Xinjiapo this time and stayed in Xiangjiang for the time being to handle the security, entertainment, and restaurant matters by himself. This made Zhao Feng very worry-free. The company is really indifferent, even Xu Yong is the same, arguing to change the president, he doesn't want to be the president anymore, sitting in the company every day, it's really not as fun as going out to do tasks occasionally with his brothers.

"I won't cut the ribbon... I'll ask Zi Yan later, we plan to go to see how the entertainment company is preparing in the afternoon." Zhang Han thought for a while and said.

"OK."

After Zhao Feng replied, he sat back to his usual position and took out his mobile phone:

"Meng Qi, when are you coming? There's something delicious for lunch..."

"I love to hear your words, I'll be here soon!"

Zhang Han has been busy in the kitchen, using two woks at the same time, quickly making a dish.

At 11:25, all the dishes were out of the pan.

Zi Yan was already sitting on the sofa on the first floor waiting silently.

The ring on Zhang Han's finger shone slightly, and two square dinner plates appeared immediately.

The lunch box is silver-white, uneven, and looks like a water cup inside. The upper and lower parts are buckled together in almost the same shape. There are armrests and locks on the left and right sides, just like a small medicine box. Turn the locks outward. With a pull, the lunch box opens.

At the same time, there are names written on the top of the lunch box, one is Mengmeng and the other is Yihan.

Since Wang Yihan went to school with him, Zhang Han prepared these, and he didn't even tell Wang Jiawen and them, and Zhang Han felt that if she only gave it to Mengmeng, she would share it with her good friends, so why not just bring two copies.

Although they are all the same lunch box, Zhang Han is extra careful when serving Mengmeng's dishes.