Song Jinzhi was stunned, "Do you have this dish?"
"Yes!" the waiter responded.
Song Xiangwan looked over with a pair of beautiful eyes, his eyes faint, with a hint of impatience.
The uncle's family has quite a bit of criticism, but it's hard to say anything.
Instead, Mo Zhengyan smiled. He gently pinched the rim of the teacup with his slender fingers, and smiled sideways, "Julys niece is so thin, I can't tell, she likes meat."
Song Qiyue was drinking tea too, she smiled, "I like meat, not vegetarian."
"It's good to like meat." He replied.
However, Song Qiyue remembered that when they were together before, she also loved meat and was teased by him once.
He also said: He likes to eat meat, which is good.
She was curious: Where is it good?
He said again: easy to touch.
This person is really, deliberate.
Song Qiyue just laughed, but her eldest aunt grabbed a conversation and went to talk about other things.
After that, the dishes were brought up one by one, and when the dishes were almost ready, the waiter in the private room gave everyone a warm towel to wipe their hands. When the waiter here came to Mo Zhengyan's side, Qi Jian behind him suddenly stepped forward. He snatched up in front of the man, picked up the clip, grabbed a handkerchief for him and passed it silently.
Mo Zhengyan took the towel, and he slowly wiped it off. Qi Jian took the first piece and put it back, and sent the second piece again.
After Mr. Mo repeatedly wiped it twice, Qi Jian took the handkerchief and put it down, and then went back silently.
And the waiter only came back to his senses.
This move also surprised everyone present, but no one said much.
The handkerchief has also been used, and the banquet is about to start. The uncle smiled and said, "Zheng Yan, you rarely come to Haicheng, but you have to taste the food here."
"Zheng Yan, let me help you." The aunt said enthusiastically.
Song Qiyue's eyes widened. The eldest aunt unexpectedly wanted to serve Mr. Mo on the initiative. This was simply a special hospitality, but unfortunately, the target was Mr. Mo, which probably wouldn't work.
"It's too polite, sister-in-law, how can I trouble you?" Mo Zhengyan said with a smile, "just let my subordinates do such small things."
Song Qiyue sighed, as expected. Mr. Mo's habit of cleanliness is also super class.
"Sangsang." Mo Zhengyan called out.
He Sangsang responded, and she silently came to Mo Zhengyan immediately, picked up his chopsticks and dishes, put some dishes into the bowl, and put them in front of him.
Mo Zhengyan took a bite, and he smiled and said, "The taste is really good, everyone eat it too."
"Mom, my uncle is accustomed to the people around me, so don't be busy. It's better for your family to be free." Song Lianheng found a step for his mother.
"Yes, too, you can do whatever you want." The big aunt touched the nail on her side and could only smirk and pass vaguely.
During the period, we were talking while eating, and the atmosphere was quite harmonious.
The uncle's family was spinning around Mo Zhengyan, and some of the chattering words were all polite.
But it can be seen that the uncle and the others are very friendly to Mo Zhengyan, and they can even be said to be Jing Rang, which is probably related to his identity.
The heirs of the Mo family, the general manager of Jiuyuan International, are first-class in their minds and abilities. They are the kings of the entire business empire. Such a strong background and strength are indeed daunting and respectful. No wonder they are so. .
After a while, the Dongpo meat came up.
He Sangsang has been standing beside Mo Zhengyan since then, because the Song family is the host and Mr. Mo is the guest, so every dish comes up, Mr. Mo will be asked to move the chopsticks first. In this way, He Sangsang certainly couldn't leave. She reached out to touch the turntable and turned the dish to Mr. Mo.
Mo Zhengyan raised his hand to signal He Sangsang not to move his chopsticks. Instead, he touched the turntable and turned the turntable to his side.
Song Qiyue was lowering her head to eat the shrimp in the bowl, when she suddenly looked up, she saw the whole plate of Dongpo meat in front of her.
It turned out that Mo Zhengyan turned the turntable and turned the dish to her.
Mo Zhengyan said, "You ordered it."