It was an upscale and private barbecue restaurant with unique decoration. The walls were covered with various animals, and almost everything painted on the walls could be found on the menu.
Han Zhan parked his car among a crowd of BMWs, Mercedes-Benzes, and Porsches. He sent a message to Yan Jiang: [Where are you?]
Yan Jiang: [Five minutes left.]
Han Zhan waited for a while until Yan Jiang arrived, then got out of the car.
Because it was non-working hours, Han Zhan dressed very low-key. He wore the white panda sweater that Song Ci had knitted for him a few years ago, with a thick down jacket on the outside, fleece-lined warm pants, a pair of leather shoes, and a fashionable hat on his head.
This hat was worn by Han Ao Yu when he was alive.
Han Zhan stood behind the car and watched Yan Jiang back the car into the garage. Because he was wearing warm clothes, the cold winter in December could not conquer him.
Yan Jiang got out of the car, put on his glasses and looked up. After seeing Han Zhan's outfit clearly, he couldn't help but complain, "You don't look like a domineering CEO at all."
Raising his hand and touching the hat on Han Zhan's head, Yan Jiang asked curiously, "Where did you get this?"
The last time Yan Jiang saw this thing was many years ago when he participated in a variety show. He went to the countryside to record the program and saw a bamboo weaver wearing it in the mountains.
Han Zhan opened Yan Jiang's hand and said, "Rich people look noble no matter what they wear."
Yan Jiang was unable to refute Han Zhan.
He came directly from the police station. The two of them walked into the store while chatting about the cases Yan Jiang encountered at work.
As soon as Han Zhan and Yan Jiang entered the store, they successfully attracted everyone's attention.
The reason was simple: Yan Jiang looked stunning in a casual suit and a pair of chain-link glasses. Meanwhile, Han Zhan, wearing a warm and simple hat and a cute, cozy panda sweater underneath his down jacket, became the most stylish outfit in the store.
Han Zhan was completely unaware of the people's gazes. He walked in front, carrying Yan Jiang towards the barbecue table on the side.
Valan took off his coat and hung it on the chair. He was only wearing a green sweatshirt and was staring at the roasted whole lamb while drinking.
Seeing Han Zhan, Arang laughed at him: "I've been wanting to tell you not to wear that stupid hat for a long time. Look, everyone is looking at you."
Han Zhan: "Your sister-in-law said it was cold, and asked me to find a hat to wear." But Han Zhan didn't have many hats, and the only one that kept him warm was the family heirloom hat.
Yan Jiang stared at Han Zhan's hat, laughing so hard that his shoulders were shaking. "It's true that each has its own place. Song Song is as fashionable as you are casual."
Han Zhan sat down and waited for a moment before he felt hot.
He took off his down jacket and hat and said, "This sheep is quite big. I only want to eat two pieces of meat."
Yan Jiang and Arang looked at Han Zhan and asked, "Which two?"
Han Zhan added slowly, "I just want two front legs."
"Get lost!"
Yan Jiang threw a chopstick directly at Han Zhan, who caught it accurately.
Arang had ordered a roasted whole lamb in advance, but it would take another half an hour for it to be cooked. Yan Jiang poured a glass of wine for Arang. When it was Han Zhan's turn, Yan Jiang asked him, "We don't have any wolfberry tea or wine here. Do you want some?"
Han Zhan subconsciously asked, "Looking for a designated driver?"
"It's so late, there are no traffic police checking." said Arang.
Han Zhan frowned immediately. "That's okay. I'll just make a call and the traffic police will be on duty right away."
Yan Jiang and Arang both wanted to roll their eyes, so they had to say, "We must find a designated driver."
"Then have some."
Yan Jiang poured Han Zhan a glass of wine and asked him, "How much can you drink?"
Ajan was also a little curious.
Han Zhan said, "A huge amount."
"Yeah, I guess so."
But Han Zhan, who boasted about his huge capacity for liquor, only drank three or four glasses of liquor and looked more like a dog than a sheep.
As Han Zhan requested, Arang gave him a leg, but Han Zhan stared at the leg and refused to eat it no matter what.
Yan Jiang told him, "This front leg is plump, tender, and juicy. It's delicious."
Han Zhan shook his head seriously and refused clearly, "I don't eat dog legs."
Arang and Yan Jiang: "..."
Yan Jiang found it incredible and asked Arang, "Is your brother drunk?"
Arang looked at Han Zhan suspiciously, took the lamb leg from Han Zhan's plate, and took a bite himself. Han Zhan stared at Arang's twitching cheeks and said, "How can you be so cruel? How can you eat a dog?"
Yan Jiang almost spit out a mouthful of tea.
Because he thought of the classic quote of the second female lead in a certain movie, "Rabbits are so cute, how can you eat rabbits!"
Arjan was sure that Han Zhan was drunk.
"Han Zhan."
Han Zhan stared at Arjan blankly. "Hmm?" A closer look revealed a hint of confusion and obedience in the deep violin notes.
Yan Jiang had a hunch that Arang was going to make trouble for Han Zhan, so he quickly turned on the camera on his phone and prepared to start filming.
Arang held the lamb leg in his left hand and waved his right hand in front of Han Zhan.
Han Zhan: "Don't shake, it makes me dizzy." He still spoke logically and didn't look like he was drunk at all.
Arjan tutted his words, his face full of excitement.
"Han Zhan, who do you love the most?"
Han Zhan: "Grandpa and grandma!"
After thinking for a while, he shook his head and added: "Cibao, little ones." Han Zhan hasn't been drunk for a long time. The last time he was drunk was when he just became disabled and he had a chaotic time.
When he's drunk, his thinking becomes a little slow.
Yan Jiang started to tease him, "Song Ci isn't your favorite. Be careful or Song Ci will hit you."
Han Zhan was stunned for a moment, then lowered his head to explain: "It's different, different. I've loved my grandparents for 29 years, and I've only loved Song Dynasty porcelain for three and a half years."
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