C67 Go buy a car on the way

At this time, Zhang Han was carrying Meng Meng to the small sofa beside the piano, ready to play two pieces of piano music.

"Boss, pay up." Sun Yiyi's mother whispered.

"Put it on the counter." Zhang Han casually waved his hand.

"I still need to register for a membership card." Sun Yiyi's mother said.

"Oh."

Zhang Han nodded and walked over. He took out the bank card from the drawer and said, "Transfer the money and it will be fine."

"Alright, may I ask if one membership card can be eaten by three people?" Sun Yiyi's mother asked as she took out her phone.

"No."

"Then... What kind of food is a member's food, and when will you be able to taste more? " Sun Yiyi's mother asked again.

"Not necessarily."

"Does the member accept an appointment?" Can you eat at another time of the day? " Sun Yiyi's mother was a little hesitant. This restaurant seemed to have the potential of a mafia. If it wasn't for the fact that the food was really good, Sun Yiyi's mother would have turned around and left.

"I don't accept appointments. The opening hours are written at the entrance. Sometimes, it might not be open." Zhang Han answered honestly.

"This ?" Sun Yiyi's mother paused.

Aiya, Mom, the boss' member meal is even better, and it's also always done. Since we've already cooked the usual dishes and dumplings at home, it looks really delicious, and the boss also said that from now on, there will only be more and more delicacies. The first ten members will be sold cheaply. Sun Dongheng said in a somewhat anxious tone.

"Then I'll buy three membership cards." Sun Yiyi's mother pondered for a moment. Although she felt that the price was rather expensive, she was still unable to resist the temptation of the delicious food.

After checking out Zhang Han's account, Zhang Han took out his membership card from the drawer. Five, six, seven.

"Great, I finally have a membership card." Sun Dongheng smiled happily as he held the number five membership card as if it was a treasure.

"Let's go back first. Call your dad over tonight and have a taste." Sun Yiyi's mother smiled.

"Mm. Alright." Sun Dongheng had a membership card and was in a good mood. He nodded and agreed with a smile.

Sun Dongheng originally wanted to sit and listen to Zhang Han's piano pieces, but when he turned his head and saw that the table he was sitting at was occupied, he left with his mother.

He had forgotten that he was already a member of the restaurant and that he could sit as a member.

At eight-thirty, the customers left one after another. Zhao Dahu and Zhao Feng cleaned up the restaurant before leaving.

Ding ?

Zhang Han's phone rang. This was Zi Yan's daily call.

"Zhang Han."

"Yes."

It was a uniform start, but this time, Zi Yan said with a happy tone:

"I can finish my work by noon tomorrow. I plan to take a walk around Seaside in the afternoon. What kind of present do you think I should bring Mengmeng?"

"Buy whatever you want." Zhang Han answered casually.

"How can I do whatever I want? That won't do. I have to give her the gift she wants the most. In the future, every time I return after finishing my work, Mengmeng will look forward to it. " Zi Yan mumbled, "Do you know anything that Meng Meng wants in particular recently?"

"There's nothing special I want... Oh yeah, I plan to take her to buy a set of colourful brushes today, that's what she really wants. " Zhang Han pondered for a moment before answering.

"Colorful Brush Set?" Alright, I got it. Don't buy it for Mengmeng. I'll buy a whole set and bring it back. "

"It's fine if you go back to Xiangjiang to buy it, but it's sold everywhere." Zhang Han didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

"That won't do, the meaning is different. Hmph, only a brute like you won't understand human feelings." Zi Yan snorted lightly and said, "Alright, call Mengmeng, I want to chat with my daughter."

"Yes." Zhang Han shook his head and walked to the sofa to hand the phone to Meng Meng.

"Mama?" Meng Meng blinked her large and clear eyes. After she received the phone, the little princess said sweetly, "Mama, Mama, when are you coming back? Meng Meng misses you."

"?"

This conversation would probably take a while.

While the two were chatting, Zhang Han was sitting in front of his laptop with nothing to do. He wanted to check the progress of the song he posted on the chat software.

If Li Fan were to know of this scene, he would definitely be so nervous that he would mutter, "Hurry up and use the software, hurry up and use the software. Brother, I beg you, hurry up and start..."

However, just as Zhang Han was about to open up the software, a guest arrived at the restaurant.

The guest attracted Zhang Han's attention as he stood up and walked towards him.

"Sir, here are the twenty photos you requested." The staff member of Shadow Tower handed over the long box with a smile.

"Yes." Zhang Han smiled as he took the box.

"Then, mister, I'll take my leave. If you want to take photos in the future, please pay a visit to our Shadow Pavilion." The staff member smiled and said goodbye before leaving.

Zhang Han placed the box on the tea table and opened it. Inside was a large photo.

"Fuck, I, I ?" "Ugh ?" "I'm not talking to you anymore, I want to see a beautiful picture with dung ?" Seeing this, Meng Meng's eyes lit up as she spoke in a childish voice.

"Photographs?" Zi Yan was slightly stunned.

Just when he wanted to say something, a beep beep sound came from the phone.

"You're hanging up again?"

Zi Yan was angry in her heart, "Mengmeng learned to hang up on me, I've been taught a bad by that stinking bastard!"

Muttering, a hint of worry surfaced in Zi Yan's eyes.

Meng Meng seemed to be getting better and better with her dung, just in case ? Then one day, would that Meng Meng still be able to leave Zhang Han? Would she leave him and follow Zhang Han? What should he do then?

Without Mengmeng, Zi Yan didn't even dare to think what would happen to her.

Thinking about it, Zi Yan felt a sense of anxiety. She wanted to finish her work as soon as possible, return to take care of Mengmeng, and bring Mengmeng back to Cloudy Sound Garden. She wanted to let her leave Zhang Han for a few days, but she didn't want Mengmeng to be too reliant on Zhang Han.

Of course, all this worry stemmed from a sense of security.

If a woman did not have a sense of security, she would naturally let her imagination run wild.

Furthermore, it was not easy for Zi Yan to see her adorable appearance. It had to be known that seeing a three-and-a-half year old baby picture was also very tiring. Anyone with experience would know that a baby was the hardest to take care of.

Compared to the worried atmosphere around Zi Yan, Meng Meng's casual restaurant was a peaceful place.

"Dung, dung, dung. This picture looks really good. I have to put it on." Meng Meng looked at the first photo. It was a photo of Meng Meng and the dung.

"Okay, put this one up." Zhang Han said with a smile.

"This one looks pretty too. It's so dung! Handsome and handsome, you have to put it up there."

"This one is also pretty. Mengmeng pouted and the dung on her mouth is also pouting. Hehe ?"

"And this, and this ?"

"I want this too, this is also good to look at ?"

Very quickly, Meng Meng recounted the twenty photos to her. In her eyes, whether it was her own photos or her own photo with the dung, they were both very beautiful.

"Eh ?" Zhang Han didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "Mengmeng, we only have fourteen frames, so we can only choose fourteen."

"Mhmm, no." When Meng Meng heard this, her small mouth pouted. She said in an unhappy tone, "You have to hang them all up there. These are all nice to watch ?"

"Sure, everyone hangs up." Zhang Han smiled and said, "Let's listen to Mengmeng, shall we?"

"Alright." Meng Meng suddenly became happy again and giggled. "The dung is the best."

"Hahaha..."

Zhang Han shook his head and laughed, "We can hang 14 on the first floor, but there are still 6 left. Why don't we pick one and hang it on the second floor?" So we can see our pictures on the first and second floors. "

"Ugh ?" "Okay."

After thinking for a while, Meng Meng agreed. She and the dung chose the six photos they wanted to show upstairs and chose for an hour.

Finally, Zhang Han put in eight pictures of himself and Meng Meng on the first floor's piano side. On the other wall, he put in six pictures of Meng Meng on the other side. The six pictures on the second floor had two photos of him and four pictures of Meng Meng on the other side.

"Damn, there's no such thing as' frame 'upstairs." She pointed at the big black photo frame on the wall with her palm.

"Then let's go out and buy a few picture frames." Zhang Han said.

"Alright, let's go to the shopping mall. Buy, buy, buy." Meng Meng really liked shopping with dung.

Every time she had gone to the mall with Mama, she had wanted to have snacks. Mama had only bought her a few, and she had always bought a limited amount of toys.

In the words of Zi Yan, it meant that children could not buy without a care.

But when it came to Zhang Han, this guy was done.

Snack, buy, buy, buy.

Toy, buy, buy.

This really let Meng Meng experience the true essence of shopping. Every shopping cart was full to the brim.

However, relatively speaking, buying toys and other things would be more interesting. Zhang Han would not give Meng Meng too much snacks, but Zhang Han would say so.

"Mengmeng, eat these snacks first. Buy them after you're done."

One sentence was enough to capture Mengmeng's little heart, but after every meal, Zhang Han would wait a while before going to the supermarket. For snacks, Zhang Han wouldn't let Mengmeng eat too much.

At the moment, Meng Meng was overjoyed when she heard that they were going out to buy something. She changed her clothes with the dung and drove to a nearby shopping mall.

"Go buy a car."

Zhang Han pondered for a moment. The rented Jeep Wrangler was only a temporary car. He didn't have enough money at the beginning, so he didn't buy it. Now, Zhang Han had over 6 million yuan in his bank account, which was enough to buy a car.

In the fourth day of opening, Zhang Han earned more than 7 million and sold 7 membership cards. After deducting the 1 million that was spent by the membership card, he had a savings of around 6 million and 3 million. But Zhang Han didn't care about the exact amount of money, it was just a number.

Plus, six million could buy most of the cars, and some were even more expensive, such as the Rolls-Royce Phantom Shadow, the Aston Martin and the others.

But Zhang Han had no intention to buy them. In the past, Zhang Han might have chased after luxurious cars, but now, he could only smile.