Chapter: 207

"Hey, what the hell did the boss do?" Liang Mengqi said with her head drooping.

"Should be out on a busy schedule, and I'll probably be back later." Zhao Feng smiled slightly.

"Hey, here it is, isn't that the boss's car?" Yu Qingqing's eyes suddenly saw the Jeep Wrangler driving over, so she shouted excitedly.

Swish!

Everyone looked over like hungry wolves, and found that after Zhang Han got off the car, they all stood up and complained:

"God, boss, you are finally back!"

"I waited so hard!"

"If we don't come back, we will starve to death."

Zhang Han held the photo frame and some items in his left hand, and stretched out his little finger in his right hand.

Holding Papa's little finger in her cute little hand, she walked over with small steps and a smile.

At first, some people were anxious to wait, but after seeing the cute and beautiful little princess, the impatience in their hearts gradually dissipated.

Everyone likes beauty, and Mengmeng is the most beautiful and cutest little girl they have ever seen. Seeing her always makes me feel better.

When Zhang Han opened the door, many people in line said anxiously:

"Boss, we're going to work at two o'clock in the afternoon, and it's too late to line up, can we take it away?"

Zhang Han nodded when he heard the words, and said, "Yes."

Only now did everyone feel relieved.

Originally, 300 yuan of fried rice with eggs was already very expensive for most people, but it was even more distressing to have their wages deducted because they were late in line. Fortunately, they can pack it and they can take it home after buying the meal.

Entering the dining room, Liang Mengqi and Zhao Feng sat at the same table, Sun Dongheng and Sun's mother sat at the adjacent table, and six people who lined up with chairs walked in in order and sat at the small white table.

"Boss, what did you do? Why did you come back so late." Liang Mengqi asked curiously.

"Go buy a picture frame."

Zhang Han replied with a chuckle, and put the photo frame aside.

"Papa, I want to watch cartoons." Mengmeng ran to the sofa in small steps, jumped up, climbed onto the sofa, and turned to Zhang Han and said in a milky voice.

"Here we come." Zhang Han nodded, and walked over to turn on the TV without tuning the channel. This TV only played one children's channel.

Then Zhang Han opened the notebook, put on the music, and prepared to start making lunch.

I didn't prepare any ingredients, and lunch was fried rice with eggs and milk.

When Zhang Han left the restaurant in the morning, he had already cooked the rice regularly. When he turned on the rice cooker, a wave of heat accompanied by a strong rice fragrance came oncoming.

Picking up the rice, Zhang Han began to prepare eggs and green onions and other accessories.

"Papa, um...Mengmeng is a little hungry...I don't have the energy to watch TV anymore." Mengmeng turned her head and said in a milky voice.

"The meal will be ready soon, Mengmeng, don't worry." Zhang Han hurriedly said.

But as soon as Mengmeng's words came out, Liang Mengqi and the others cast their eyes on the kitchen instantly, because at this time, Zhang Han's cooking speed was unbelievably fast, and his movements were smooth and smooth, which was a kind of visual enjoyment.