Chapter: 1976

"Mengmeng, Yihan, I'm here." Li Muen walked in with her father Li Kai and mother Wang Lan.

After entering the room, Li Muen let go of the hand he was holding, and ran to the side of the sofa.

Li Kai walked to the side of the kitchen with two bottles of red wine, and said with a smile, "Mr. Zhang, this is my first visit, and I didn't know what you like, so I took two bottles of red wine."

"Mr. Li is polite, thank you." Zhang Han nodded with a smile and glanced at Li Kai.

It was found that his figure was a bit burly, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, but his expression was very round.

Think about it too, Li Kai is investing in the mainland, so how could it be so simple.

Wang Lan glanced at the kitchen, and said with a smile; "The lunch is very rich, Meng's father is really good. I always heard from my Mu En that Meng's father's cooking is very delicious. I don't like my dishes after eating. If you have a chance , Dad Meng wants to pass on his experience."

"No problem at all."

Zhang Han said with a smile; "Both go and sit there for a while, eat some fruit and wait for a while."

"Okay, Mr. Zhang, you go first." Li Kai nodded, and walked to the seat with Wang Lan.

"Please sit down."

Zhao Feng said with a very easy-going smile, and pulled out two chairs for him.

"Thanks."

Wang Lan said politely, stroked her skirt gracefully, and sat down.

Then Zhao Feng took two small dinner plates from one side, with small forks on them, which were used to fork fruit.

There are several plates of fruit on the dining table.

Li Kai was not too polite, casually eating the fruit with a fork, his eyes darting around the restaurant.

Glanced at the piano and decorations.

'Mr. Zhang also seems to have some assets. '

But when he looked at the wine cabinet on one side, he froze for a moment, and looked at it carefully.

'If this wine is all genuine, it will be of some value. '

For a while, Zhang Han's status in his heart rose a little.

I thought he was a small person who opened a small restaurant, but he didn't expect that he might also be worth a lot.

Just a few minutes after they sat down, another pair of mother and child came.

It was Martin and his mother.

"Hello." Martin's mother looked at Zhao Feng and greeted Zhao Feng in unfluent Chinese: "Are you Mengmeng's father?"

"No, he is." Zhao Feng pointed to Zhang Han who was busy in the kitchen.

"Hi Mengmeng Dad, I'm sorry to trouble you this time."

Mama Martin walked over to the kitchen counter and said politely.

She was holding a supermarket tote bag in her hand, and it could be seen that there were many toys in it. These parents were embarrassed to come here empty-handed.