The assistant explained what happened, and Nangong Manyun's face became very angry.

“It’s so arrogant.”

Zhang Fan didn't ask any more questions. He didn't care who Nangong Manyun had a grudge against!

He is not a nanny. He does all these things for the sake of the 50 million.

So he sat leisurely in the chair, sipping his tea, very relaxed.

Nangong also realized that Zhang Fan was still by his side, and for the first time in his life, he felt a sense of security.

Let the assistant go out first, Nangong Manyun had some ideas in his mind.

He wanted to use some of his previous relationships and continue to keep in touch with Zhang Fan, so that many troubles would be solved.

After staying for a while, Nangong Manyun wanted to repay Zhang Fan and wanted to treat Zhang Fan to a meal.

The two of them just walked out of the office.

When they reached the middle of the office area, Nangong Manyun suddenly stopped, and under the gaze of many employees, reached out to help Zhang Fan straighten the collar of his sportswear.

He very carefully fixed the collar of the sportswear and carefully pulled the zipper upwards, as if he was afraid that Zhang Fan would be blown by the wind.

This very intimate and sweet behavior surprised the employees.

Even Zhang Fan frowned.

However, when he thought about what Nangong Manyun mentioned when she gave him 50 million, he felt relieved.

Nangong Manyun put on a full show and carefully put her arm around Zhang Fan, like an ordinary couple, and walked into the elevator.

As soon as the two figures disappeared, the whole office almost exploded.

Many male employees were extremely surprised.

They didn't even know who Zhang Fan was, but he just quietly picked most of Nangong Manyun's peonies?

Everyone was whispering to each other, and the news that Zhang Fan and Nangong Manyun seemed to be a couple quickly spread within the company.

Some of Nangong Manyun's subordinates even posted the news on the Internet, which immediately caused a stir.

Nangong Manyun did not drive herself this time, but got into Zhang Fan's Jaguar supercar.

"Mr. Zhang Fan, you seem to have just arrived in the North not long ago. What specialties do you plan to eat?"

Nangong Manyun fastened his seat belt and asked subconsciously.

Zhang Fan frowned and said, "You can't drink, so it's meaningless to eat a northern meal at this time. Let's go eat western food."

Zhang Fan said frankly, Nangong Manyun nodded, and the two drove to a famous western restaurant nearby.

It is said that the steak here is very famous.

Zhang Fan didn't care, he just wanted to fill his stomach.

The two drove away, attracting a lot of attention at the company gate.

I couldn't help but privately wonder whether the relationship between the two had been established.

James Steakhouse.

It is very famous in the north, and the name of the restaurant was decided many years ago.

Mr. James is a doctor from the Red Cross.

Many local people donated a restaurant to him.

During the war years, this person disappeared long ago. Although the restaurant was owned by someone else, the name remained.

The steak restaurant also has some more meaning and is very popular locally.

Zhang Fan and Nangong Manyun got out of the car.

Looking up at the shining sign, in the strong northern Chinese style environment, this particularly exotic restaurant is actually opened in the most prosperous and lively street block.

It’s not anything special, but for first-time diners, the definition of food in this steakhouse is very different from that of an ordinary high-end restaurant.

The average per capita consumption is around 1,400 yuan, which makes it a very high consumption place.

The overall decoration is mainly in the style of the British Empire, with a small number of Chinese-style boxes in the middle.

Everything tells visitors that this restaurant has already incorporated many local elements and you will definitely not regret coming here to taste it.

It is this kind of adapting to local customs and the perfect combination of the two styles that has attracted so many people here.

Zhang Fan and Nangong Manyu walked into the restaurant and found a seat by the window.

The waiter came to greet us immediately.

Nangong Manyun ordered a few dishes with ease!

"First, order the more famous rib-eye steak and rib-eye pork chop, and then order a serving of French fries, a serving of yellow croaker soup, and a serving of baked crab cakes cooked to medium rare."

Nangong Manyun was no stranger to this place and obviously came here to dine often.

Zhang Fan had no idea about these so-called delicacies, and he chose a western restaurant out of consideration for Nangong Manyun's identity.

A few minutes after sitting down, Nangong Manyun started talking about some small things that had happened to her in recent times. They were trivial and sounded warm, just like a couple chatting casually before dinner.

At this time, footsteps were heard.

Zhang Fan raised his head and saw a tall man in a suit who looked to be about twenty-five or twenty-six years old.

Following behind him were two bodyguards who were a head taller than the young man.

It's just that when this guy walks, his body trembles slightly with every step. Anyone with a discerning eye can tell that this guy's left and right feet are born different in length.

It was what people often call a lame leg. Even though it was concealed, all the secrets were still exposed in front of Zhang Fan.

Next to this man, there is a charming young woman who seems to be a few years older than the young man. However, their intimate attitude is enough to show that their relationship is extraordinary.

The man's eyes have been fixed on Nangong Manyun's back since he entered the restaurant.

The expression on his face became one of excitement and surprise, so much so that he walked faster, exposing the problems with his left and right feet, and quickly rushed to the dining table.

"Ms. Nangong? What a coincidence, I actually meet you here."

This guy pushed away the young woman next to him and came to Nangong Manyun first.

Zhang Fan noticed that the young woman next to the man just sighed helplessly but didn't say anything.

Obviously, he has become accustomed to doing this over and over again.

"You are, Vice President Wang? What a coincidence."

Nangong Manyun glanced at the man and replied calmly.

Obviously.

Nangong Manyun knew this person, but she definitely couldn't say that she had a good impression of him.

She was proud of her status as the little princess of the Nangong family and was not moved at all by the courtesy shown by this man.

Zhang Fan also looked at the man, then lowered his head and stared at the dining table.

Vice President Wang asked for conversation: "Ms. Nangong, the person sitting opposite you looks unfamiliar. Could you introduce him to me?"

Nangong Manyun immediately said: "This is my partner and my good friend. His name is Zhang Fan."

"Zhang Fan?"