Song Jinzhi was stunned, "Is there such a dish?"

"Some!" the waiter responded.

Song Xiangwan looked over with beautiful eyes, and his eyes were faint, with a hint of impatientness.

My uncle's family has complained a lot, but it is hard to say anything.

Instead, Mo Zhengyan smiled. His slender fingers gently pinched the edge of the teacup and turned his head and smiled, "July niece is so thin, I can't tell. She turns out that she likes to eat meat."

Song Qiyue also drank tea, and she smiled and said, "I just like to eat meat, not vegetarians."

"It's great to love eating meat." He responded.

However, Song Qiyue remembered that when they were together before, she also loved to be dirty and was once made fun of by him.

He also said: It's good to like eating meat.

She was curious: Where is the best?

He said again: It's easy to touch.

This person is really, intentional.

Song Qiyue only smiled but didn't say anything, while his aunt stole the words and went to talk about something else.

After that, the dishes were brought up one by one. When the dishes were almost done, the waiter in the private room brought warm towels to everyone one by one. When the waiter came to Mo Zhengyan, Qi Jian behind him suddenly stepped forward. He grabbed the man, picked up a clip, picked up a hand towel for him and handed it over silently.

Mo Zhengyan took the towel and he slowly wiped it. Qi Jian took the first piece and put it back, and gave the second piece.

After Mr. Mo wiped it twice, Qi Jian took the towel and put it down, and then retreated silently.

And the waiter came back to his senses.

This action also made everyone present stunned, but no one said anything more.

The hand towel has been used, and the meal is about to start. My uncle smiled and said, "Zhengyan, you rarely come to Haicheng, but you have to taste the food here."

"Zhengyan, I'll help you." My aunt said enthusiastically.

Song Qiyue widened her eyes. Her aunt actually wanted to take the initiative to cook for Mr. Mo. This was simply a special hospitality, but unfortunately, the target was Mr. Mo, which probably wouldn't work.

"You're so kind, sister-in-law, where is the best place to bother you?" Mo Zhengyan said with a gentle laugh, "Just let my subordinates do such a small thing."

Song Qiyue sighed, it was true. Mr. Mo's obsession with cleanliness is also a special grade.

"Sangsang." Mo Zhengyan called out.

He Sangsang responded, and she immediately came to Mo Zhengyan in silence, picked up his chopsticks and dishes, picked up some dishes into the bowl, and then placed them in front of him.

Mo Zhengyan took a bite and said with a smile, "The taste is really good, everyone should eat it too."

"Mom, uncle is used to the people around him, so don't be busy. It's better to be at your own risk." Song Lianheng found a step for his mother.

"Yes, it's right, just do whatever you want." My aunt hit a nail and could only smile embarrassedly and pass the test vaguely.

During the period, we were eating and chatting, and the atmosphere was quite harmonious.

My uncle and his family were circling around Mo Zhengyan, chatting and talking, some of the things that were not bad, and they were all polite.

But it can be seen that my uncle and his friends are very friendly to Mo Zhengyan, and they can even be said to be respectful, which is probably related to his identity.

The heir of the Mo family, the general manager of Jiuyuan International, is first-class in mind, means and abilities, and has the king of the entire business empire. Such strong background and strength really make people feel daunting and respectful, and it is not for them to be like this.

After a while, the Dongpo pork came up.

He Sangsang has been standing on the side of Mo Zhengyan since just now. Because the Song family is the host and Mr. Mo is a guest, he will ask Mr. Mo to take the chopsticks first whenever the dish comes. In this way, He Sangsang will of course not be able to leave. She reached out to click on the turntable and turned the dish to Mr. Mo.

Mo Zhengyan raised his hand and signaled He Sangsang not to move his chopsticks. Instead, he touched the turntable and turned the turntable one square next to him.

Song Qiyue was lowering her head and eating the shrimps in the bowl. Suddenly, she saw the whole plate of Dongpo pork coming to her.

It turned out that Mo Zhengyan turned the turntable and turned the dish to her.

Mo Zhengyan said, "You ordered it."
Chapter completed!