Chapter: 893
"Eh? Yes! Why don't you use it?" Instructor Liu stood up and said, "Of course Mr. Zhang's work must be done beautifully. Just think about it, a hundred guns are fired and a hundred flowers bloom. What a scene it is."
"Then..." Zhao Feng's eyes lit up, and he said with a light smile, "It will illuminate the entire Crescent Bay!"
"No problem!" Instructor Liu laughed loudly, laughed a few words, coughed lightly, and said: "I greeted Director Dong, and will arrange a lot of traffic police and fire engines, so let's play with confidence tomorrow, but, This, cough, you have to mention it to Mr. Zhang, give me some points, if he is happy, he will directly agree with what I said!"
"No problem." Zhao Feng smiled and nodded.
"Then let's see how these salutes are placed." Instructor Liu waved his hand.
"A total of 100, then 50 on the left and 50 on the left and right, Ahu, you push these to the left, and then send the salute to the right later." Zhao Feng commanded.
So Ah Hu and others started to push the salute.
Meanwhile, Moe Moe's casual restaurant.
Zhang Han was lying on the pink bed in the master bedroom, telling stories to the bewildered couple.
After talking for about ten minutes, Mengmeng fell asleep, and after talking for another ten minutes, Zi Yan also fell asleep very peacefully.
Zhang Han stopped talking, lay sideways beside Mengmeng, leaned on his head with his left hand, and quietly looked at the sleeping beauties, one big and one small.
Daughter, wife, home!
Zhang Han's heart was very warm at this time, he didn't even know that his state of mind had changed a bit.
He didn't have the king's heart to conquer all directions, nor did he have the heroic heart to stand on the top of thousands of mountains and overlook the world, and even the idea of feeling uncomfortable if he didn't hunt for treasure gradually dissipated.
There is only one word in my heart: home!
I don't want to fight, I don't want to win, I only have protection in my heart.
At the same time, he also has a common feeling with others, that is, a sense of responsibility.
I want my daughter to grow up happily and my family to be carefree. These are the motivations for Zhang Han to move forward, even more than the motivation for practicing in the world of cultivating immortals. It is like an attitude: Although he does not want to dispute , but for the sake of his family, he will clear away some obstacles. Although he has no ambition to be king, he will also lay down a piece of land with his own hands.
After watching for a few minutes, Zhang Han got up gently, sent Mengmeng to the small bed, walked to the door, and turned his head to look at Zi Yan, with a soft smile in his eyes.
Gently closing the door, Zhang Han left the restaurant and drove to the company.
It was already late at night, but the hall on the first floor of the company was brightly lit, and there were dozens of people standing inside.
Zhang Han parked the car aside, got out of the car and walked in.
"boss."
"boss."
Everyone in Zhao Feng gathered together, and Zhang Han found it more interesting that Instructor Liu was like a good baby, standing beside Zhao Feng eagerly and saying hello.
"Well, is everything ready?" Zhang Han nodded and asked.
"Everything is ready, over there." Zhao Feng pointed to the direction of the original service desk on the right.
There are two large pressing boards over there, on which there is a bag of white flour, a pot of eggs, and an oversized oven and other utensils.
Obviously.
Zhang Han intends to make a birthday cake by himself.