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Chapter 149 I Won't Tell Others
"Your classmates are reunited in such a small box?"

After Zhang Zhong took Li Yan and the others to the hotel in the afternoon, he found a small box for them. Li Yan looked at the small box and said doubtfully.

"Our classmates will be in another box, here is for you and Pengpeng."

The corner of Li Yan's mouth twitched, "You want to leave us alone."

"It's not aside. Our box is right next to it. It's not suitable for you if there are too many people in the class reunion. If you need anything, just call me. I can come over in a few steps."

Zhang Zhong was explaining to Li Yan when there was a knock on the door. He turned his head and saw a fat man standing at the door. It was Lin Ruoshui, the general manager of Fortune.

"Mr. Zhang, you didn't even say hello to me in advance when you came, so I can arrange it for you, who is this?" Lin Ruoshui's face was full of flesh, which might look a little fierce if it was on other people's faces, but Lin Ruoshui Ruoshui seems to have a special ability to make the flesh on this face become like a spring breeze with his smile.

Zhang Zhong smiled and said, "This is my sister, we are just here for a meal, there is no need to alarm Manager Lin."

"Hey, Mr. Zhang, you're welcome. I'm here to serve the guests, and you are a distinguished guest, so of course I can't neglect you." Lin Ruoshui glanced into the box and asked, "Didn't Mr. Shen come with you? "

Zhang Zhong knew that Lin Ruoshui's being so active was definitely not for himself, he smiled and said, "Teacher Shen has been busy recently, and I haven't contacted him for a long time."

He said this casually, but Lin Ruoshui showed a suddenly realized expression, "Oh, I know, I know, I won't tell others."

Lin Ruoshui's reaction was really weird, what did he know?
In fact, if Zhang Zhong paid attention to the Internet recently, he should understand why Lin Ruoshui had such a reaction.

Shen Jian has attended the Spring Festival Gala for several consecutive years, and in the past two years, when the Spring Festival comes, netizens will discuss whether Shen Jian will continue to attend the Spring Festival Gala.

In the past few days, there has been a lot of discussion about this matter, but the news of the Spring Festival Gala is very tightly controlled, and it is already the 26th of the twelfth lunar month, and no accurate news has been revealed yet.

So at this time Zhang Zhong said that Shen Jian was very busy, Lin Ruoshui unconsciously thought about it.

When Lin Ruoshui left, he was in a good mood, his huge body was able to touch the ground with his toes.

After Lin Ruoshui left, Li Yan asked curiously, "You still know the general manager of Hongyunlai? Who is he talking about, Mr. Shen?"

"A friend, we had dinner together before, and he is quite familiar with Manager Lin."

Although Li Yan was a little puzzled as to why Zhang Zhong had such a friend, she didn't continue to ask, but rather complained about the arrangement of this box, "You don't think it's a waste to have a box alone like this."

"What's the waste of eating, should I order the food for you, or do you order it yourself?"

"Let's order it ourselves."

Zhang Zhong looked at his phone again. It was still early, so he said to Li Yan, "It's still early, I'll sit here with you for a while."

"Dad, I want to eat cake. My sister took me to eat it when I came last time."

"Sister, what sister?" Li Yan asked hurriedly.

Zhang Zhong said with a smile, "The manager of the hotel."

As he said that, he stood up and walked out, the manager was still outside the door last time, Zhang Zhong nodded to her, and said, "Peng Peng, she wants to eat the cake she ate last time, please order it for me. "

"Well, okay, just wait a moment."

Zhang Zhong only said that Pengpeng wanted to eat cakes, but the hotel offered three yuan, one piece for each of the three of them.

It’s no wonder that Pengpeng loves to eat it, but it’s the simplest Nagasaki honey cake, but you can feel the pastry chef’s intentions and the quality of the ingredients as soon as you eat it.

"Auntie, let me just say that the cakes here are delicious."

Li Yan touched Pengpeng's head and smiled, "Yeah, we, Pengpeng, can still be gourmets in the future."

Gourmets... Most people who want to be gourmets end up becoming foodies, and they are not the kind who just eat but don't gain weight.

Zhang Zhong's views on food have changed. For a while, he believed that food was just to satisfy the most basic needs of human beings, and also the lowest desires.

However, his point of view has changed since then. At certain times, food carries more than just survival. It also contains many other things. In China, food carries nostalgia, family affection, love and friendship.

When he came back from the earth, and once again ate the meals made by his mother, the memory of taste would pop up by itself, touching his heart and making him feel deeply.

Maybe when Pengpeng grows up and eats the Nagasaki honey cake again, she will still remember that her father and aunt were with her on such an afternoon.

At that time, this little cake will have a different meaning.

……

After staying with Peng Peng and the others for a while, it was just after five o'clock, and he was about to go there when Song Xiang called.

"Where are you? Our party is about to begin."

Zhang Zhong pushed open the door of the box and looked towards the box where they had a party. Song Xiang was standing at the door of the box. Zhang Zhong smiled and hung up the phone without answering.

"Damn it, hang up on me?" Song Xiang looked at the mobile phone that was emitting a blind tone, and muttered.

When he was about to call again after speaking, he felt a hand on his shoulder.

He turned his head to look, and Zhang Zhong was standing in front of him with a smile on his face.

Song Xiang was stunned for a moment.

Of course he could recognize Zhang Zhong, because this guy didn't seem to have changed at all, his face was exactly the same as when he was in college.

After so many years, although most of the students have not yet reached their thirties, they have undergone many changes, and time seems to have stood still on Zhang Zhong's face.

Is there such a benefit of being a vegetable?

"Why, you don't recognize me?" Zhang Zhong joked, looking at Song Xiang's surprised face.

Song Xiang immediately reacted and punched Zhang Chong's chest, "I can recognize you even if you turn into ashes, but how did you come from behind?"

"Just came here for a while, and walked around." Zhang Zhong pouted towards the box, "How many people are here?"

"Including you, 26, and a few more on the way."

"so many people?"

"Hey, they are all with family members, you will know when you go in." Song Xiang said and pulled Zhang Zhong into the box.

After the two of them entered the box, the classmates who were chatting saw him and stopped immediately. They didn't know who started it, but they applauded.

"Zhang Zhong, why are you here, come and sit down." Yu Jun waved to Zhang Zhong.

Zhang Zhong waved to everyone, and took a quick glance. Sure enough, as Song Xiang said, there were many new faces. He also saw a few children, but they were all relatively small. If Pengpeng was here, they should belong to the eldest sister. Large.

　Thank you [Thousand City Punishment] for the 100 reward
　　Thanks to [Master Huoyun] for the 200 rewards
　　Thanks to the two big guys
　　
　
(End of this chapter)