Chapter: 220
"Boss, can I pack four meals? My parents are busy and can't come here. I want to bring them to eat." Sun Dongheng's voice was hoarse and his mental state was very bad.
"Yes." Zhang Han nodded.
"Thank you boss, by the way, this is a gift from my father to Mengmeng." Sun Dongheng picked up the bag in his hand, his eyes flushed slightly, and said: "I had dinner here yesterday, my family is very happy, my father and I Thank you boss, if it weren't for the reason of eating here, my dad and I don't know when we can get back together, thank you, thank you."
If it hadn't been for eating here, if it hadn't been for Sun Ming to admit his mistake to his son, if it hadn't been for his grand mother to tell him the secret hidden in his heart, then Sun Dongheng felt that he would regret it for the rest of his life. Taking advantage of this time, he would let his father see His transformation, feeling his love.
"Hmm... what kind of gift is it?" Mengmeng looked at the packaging bag with big clear eyes, it seemed that there was a toy she liked inside.
"It's a remote control car and a remote control plane." Sun Dongheng grinned with an ugly smile.
"Well, you're welcome, let's serve a meal." Zhang Han took the gift and handed it to Mengmeng who was full of joy.
Sun Dongheng nodded and turned to serve the meal.
"Thank you little brother..." When Sun Dongheng left, Mengmeng smiled and waved her little arm at him.
"Papa, Mengmeng wants to play with a remote control car." Mengmeng said a little anxiously.
"Dad, install the battery." Zhang Han opened the remote control car, and installed the battery of the car and the battery of the remote control.
After finishing, hand the remote control to Mengmeng.
"Dididi...uh...be careful, I, I'm going to turn..."
In Yunyin Garden, Mengmeng is very proficient in playing with remote control cars, but Mengmeng is still very happy to receive a new toy.
After Mengmeng played for a while, the restaurant's morning business was over.
Liang Mengqi, Yu Qingqing, and Zhao Dahu greeted each other as usual and left, while Zhao Feng sat on a chair and quietly waited for Zhang Han who was playing with Mengmeng.
Half an hour later, Zhang Han got up and walked to Zhao Feng. Before Zhang Han could ask, Zhao Feng said:
"I asked about the fish fry. According to the boss, there are freshwater fish and saltwater fish. My friend made a specific plan for me. The fish fry and shrimp fry have also been booked, and they will be ready for delivery tomorrow. On the mountain."
"Oh? So fast?" Zhang Han was taken aback for a moment, he didn't expect Zhao Feng's efficiency to be so good.
"Of course, I will try my best to do things for the boss. I am also a foodie." Zhao Feng shook his head and smiled.
"Well." Zhang Han smiled slightly, and suddenly looked out of the window: "The car is here."
"What car?" Zhao Feng turned his head in some doubts, glanced around, and finally fixed on the car slowly parked in the parking space in front of the restaurant.
"A modified panda?"
Zhao Feng could tell at a glance that this car had been refitted. The front face of the car was more like a panda. A crouching red panda was painted on the front cover. The body of the car was crystal white, and the two rear-view mirrors were black. The fine-tuning is like the ears of a panda, and the tires of the car are emerald green columns, like bamboos.
But generally speaking, the appearance looks cuter and more beautiful than the previous one, and there is nothing special about it. Simple, clean, and cute are the characteristics of the appearance.
It's just that if you don't enter the car, you will definitely not be able to find the luxurious configuration inside.
The car was parked, and a middle-aged man walked out from inside. This man was the technical master who had talked with Zhang Han before. The tip was in place. He refitted the car overnight and sent it over in person.
"Mr. Zhang." The technician smiled enthusiastically after he came in, handed over the document bag in his hand, and said, "Here are all the documents of this car, here are the car keys, Mr. Zhang, go check it out, I'll go back to work if there's no problem."
"You don't need to check, you can go back." Zhang Han waved his hands casually.
"Okay sir, then I will take my leave. If there is any problem with the car, please contact me at any time." The technician said politely, then turned and left.