His words made the woman beside him feel a bit embarrassed. She looked at the man and said, âDong Heng, the rules of the restaurant has nothing to do with you. Donât be so rude when you talk.â
âAm I rude?â Little Qing, we are guests! Isnât that we are guest God for the service staff? Actually, this is my first time that I saw customers served their own food. What kind of attitude is this? I think I need to complain to the Consumer Association. â The man sneered, and said to Zhang Han.
âOh.â Zhang Hanâs expression did not change in the slightest, then he replied indifferently: âThen go and file a complaint.â
After finished speaking, Zhang Han carried Mengmeng and walked to the sofa.
âAiyo?â Little Qing, look at his attitude⌠â The blond manâs face was sullen.
Before his voice had died away, Liang Mengqi said coldly: âWhat attitude is this? The price is showed at the entrance, and the rules are always there. If you donât want to eat, then please leave. Do not make a ruckus here. â
âThatâs right. Hum, the bossâs food isnât prepared for any mortal. If you felt unsatisfied, then go out.â Zhao Dahu rolled his eyes at the golden-haired man as he spoke in a weird tone.
âHa ha!â The man sneered and said, âI think you guys are the ones who should be entrusted with this task. What is it? Was it a black shop? â
âDong Heng, stop talking.â The woman beside him frowned and said, âWeâre here to have meals. If you donât want to eat with me, then leave by yourself.â
âI didnât mean that.â The golden-haired man shook his head and said, âI just donât like the service here. Itâs fine if you set a higher price, but if the service isnât good, then what is it?â
His words were obviously meant for Zhang Han, but Zhang Han did not plan to bother with this pretentious bastard.
Zhang Han ignored him, but there were people who paid attention to him.
After Zhao Feng reluctantly drank the last mouthful of milk, he stood up and walked towards the golden-haired man.
When the golden-haired man saw Zhao Feng, his eyes stared with a stupefied expression on his face. It was clear that he recognizeed Zhao Feng.
âEat somenthing?â
Zhao Feng walked in front of the golden-haired man. He did not have much expression on his face, only two words coming out of his mouth.
âYes, yes! Brother Feng, why are you here?â The golden-haired manâs expression turned bitter.
âIf you want to eat, then itâs good. My table is empty, clean it up and sit there.â Zhao Feng gazed at him a few times, and said: âAlso, from now on, when you come here, youâd better be quiet.â
âYes, I understand.â The golden-haired man hurriedly nodded.
The golden-haired man was also a member in Yonghe club. As his family started a small company, he could be considered a rich second generation. They occasionally treated everyone. Zhao Feng met this guy for a few times when he came to the New Moon Bay. He wanted to curry favor with Zhao Feng, but Zhao Feng did not care about it. Thus every time he met Zhao Feng, he would be as if he was a mouse seeing a cat.
After Zhao Feng finished speaking, he did not bother to pay any more attention to him. He took his own cup and went to the kitchen to pour another cup of milk, throwing the duster to the golden-haired man when leaving.
âWould you mind if I sit here?â Zhao Feng said as he pointed to the empty seat in front of Zhao Dahu.
âNo one is here. Take a seat.â Zhao Dahu replied. His behaviors had left a good impression on Zhao Feng.
What was the source of such goodwill? That is, to speak for the restaurant and to work for the restaurant.
There was no doubt that Zhao Dahu was a protector for Zhang Hanâs restaurant.
On the other side of the table, four people were leisurely drinking milk. At the furthest table, a blonde young man and a tall woman were eating Egg Fried Rice at a fast pace.
Normally, if they had had something delicious, they would praise them a little. But at this moment, Zhang Hanâs Egg-Fried Rice had already made them forget their words, and they were completely immersed in it, unable to extricate themselves.
As he ate, the golden-haired manâs face flashed with a hint of apology.
He seemed to be saying, âThe food that the boss cooks is so delicious, but I behaved so badly just now, I really shouldnât âŚâ
However, at this moment, no one paid any attention to them.
âBoss.â Seeing that Zhang Han had cleaned up the big dining table, Liang Mengqi immediately said: âAs your first member, can I order a piano piece?â
âOh?â Zhang Han glanced at her and nodded, âAlright.â
âThen I want the piano music at night.â Liang Mengqi said with a smile.
Zhang Han nodded slightly and carried Mengmeng who was on the sofa: âLetâs go and play the piano.â
âUgh âŚâ Itâs not us, but itâs PaPa playing. PaPa, when can Mengmeng play the piano ⌠â Mengmeng asked with her childâs tone.
âMengmeng is so smart. You could play it after a couple of lesson in the future.â Zhang Han chuckled.
âIs Mengmeng very smart?â Mengmengâs eyes lit up, and said happily: âHow, how smart is that?â
âEh âŚâ Zhang Han muttered to himself for a while and replied, âMengmeng is the most intelligent little princess of all the realms.â
âAll the realms âŚâWhat is it?â Mengmeng asked curiously.
âIt means in all the worlds, Mengmeng is the smartest.â Zhang Han gave a simple explanation.
âHaha âŚâ âOh?â Mengmeng kisses Zhang Han on his cheek for a few times, and started to giggle.
The little princess really likes PaPa praising her.
Zhang Han placed Mengmeng on the small sofa, then sat down and opened the lid.
âGive me a piano piece for my lovely Mengmeng.â
Zhang Han chuckled, and kept silent for ten seconds.
Under the gaze of Liang Mengqi and the others, Zhang Hanâs hand suddenly moved.
The sound of the piano began to move the heartstrings of the crowd.
Liang Mengqi looked at Zhang Hanâs body from the side as she was in a daze. She felt that the piano pieces that Zhang Han was playing would always have a certain charm to them, as if it was the kind of song that would give rise to feelings.
This was a sort of state.
Even Zhao Fengâs pupils became a little blurry, his expression still calm. However, his heart followed the rhythm of the piano piece and thought back to his experiences.
He could have had a good life, a good career, but when he made his move that time, everything was just a dream.
A comrade of his, and his best brother, had been in a trance during a besieging mission against the drug lords, which had resulted in being shot.
Lying in Zhao Fengâs embrace, he slowly told Zhao Feng about what had happened.
It turned out that on the day of the mission, his family was going to receive a group of uninvited guests. That group of people were from the usury company, and his wifeâs father had borrowed money from them once, but after repaying them the money, the company did something about it.
He had prepared a leave of absence report, but who would have thought that the final battle with the drug lord would begin? Military orders were like mountains, and he gave up on the idea of returning immediately, intending to rush back through the night after his mission ended.
But he did not manage to hold on, and before dying, he asked Zhao Feng to help him with this task.
However, in the middle of the night, when Zhao Feng arrived at his comradeâs home, his wife died on her bed. Zhao Feng had really gone crazy at that time and went to the lending company by himself.
The boss smiled sinisterly and said that he would send people to visit his comradesâ homes even if he didnât want to. His lending company was also protected by the law.
There was no fear, and only these four words could describe the boss.
But Zhao Feng did not care about that, and continued punching the boss until he was out of breath!
It was also because of this that he ruined Zhao Fengâs life. If it wasnât for Tang Zhan committing heinous acts, and if it wasnât for various reasons, he would have to spend the rest of his life in prison.
Even if he came out now, he had to do something very dangerous. After all, that Tang Zhan was cautious and ruthless in his actions, so it was best not to doubt that he was a brainless big brother.
âWas that attack worth it? â
Sometimes, Zhao Feng would ask himself as well, but after that, he would lightly shake his head and say, âItâs worth it! âIf I were to give him another chance, he would definitely hit me a few more times! â
The melodious music quietly ended when Zhao Feng was deep in his thoughts.
âPlaying another song, what do you want to hear?â Zhang Han turned slightly to look at Liang Mengqi and the others, and then asked.
âCanon Variations, you talked about before.â Liang Mengqi hurriedly replied.
âYes.â Zhang Han nodded slightly.
When he was ready to play, the blond man opened his mouth:
âThat⌠Boss, we would like to have another serving. â
âGo and enjoy it yourself.â Zhang Han replied.
âOkay, okay.â
At this time, the golden-haired man was already extremely warm and polite. It was not only because of Zhao Feng, but also because he was a foodie too.
As the golden-haired man was carrying two paper plates to the kitchen counter, a cheerful and rhythmic Canon variation began to play.
âThe boss plays the piano so well. He is truly mysterious.
Zhao Feng sighed in his heart.
After the piano piece, Zhang Han put down the lid.
Playing two songs at the same time, Zhang Han felt that it was enough. But after putting him down, Mengmeng became a little anxious, she stretched out her arm and said:
âHmm, PaPa, donât put it down, Mengmeng still wants to play it.â
âOh, okay, okay. Here, dad will teach you how to play.â Zhang Han hurriedly opened the lid of the piano once again. After embracing Mengmeng, he began to teach Mengmeng how to play the piano:
âHere, press this button first, then this one, then this one, and then this one. Also, this one. Itâll be nice if we just connect it together. Try it?â
âHaha âŚâ âThis, this, thisâŚâ Mengmeng happily used two small fingers to dim down.
Zhang Han had taught Mengmeng a song that was very simple yet pleasant to listen to. Mengmengâs memory was very good, so she followed the sequence and played it well.
âDaddy will press the button for you together, then Mengmeng will sing, okay?â
After learning for a while, Zhang Han reached out his hand, gently grabbed the little princessâ finger, and prepared to play it.
âTwinkle twinkle little star. How I wonder what you are!â âHaha âŚâ
Mengmeng was so happy to play the piano and sing in the arms of PaPa.
By the side of the window, Liang Mengqi and the others watched quietly. Even the golden-haired man and the tall girl who had finished eating did not interrupt this heartwarming scene.
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