Chapter 241 Watanabe Shichiro's Bicycle
On the way to the dining room, Watanabe Shichiro and Sakurako whispered about today's mission.
Sakurako showed a look of struggle on her face, but she had to obey Watanabe Shichiro's arrangement.
Sakurako glanced at Zhang Dongliang's handsome face and healthy and well-proportioned body, and with a reluctant look on her face, she accepted Watanabe Shichiro's task.
In order to make it easier to pour the wine, Yingzi sat next to Zhang Dongliang today.
In order to take care of the lady, Zhang Dongliang reluctantly gave up his beloved stool and sat cross-legged on the tatami.
"Mr. Zhang, for our long-awaited reunion, please drink this cup to the full."
No one knew what Watanabe Shichiro was thinking, but at this moment he had a spring-like smile on his face and raised his glass enthusiastically to toast Zhang Dongliang.
"Yes, Mr. Watanabe, let's drink to our long-awaited reunion."
We hadn't seen each other for just over ten days, but it felt like a long-awaited reunion.
Although Zhang Dongliang complained in his heart, he would not hit someone who smiled at him. Considering that Watanabe Shichiro had carefully arranged his meal, Zhang Dongliang would not be so tactless as to say something to spoil the mood.
Sakurako's service today was exceptionally warm and attentive, and she always poured the wine promptly. Even if Zhang Dongliang only took a sip, Sakurako would come over and fill his glass.
Zhang Dongliang always felt that a white mass was swaying in front of his eyes. As for how much wine Yingzi poured, he didn't pay attention.
His old eye problem came back and he always lost control of his eyes. Under such circumstances, Zhang Dongliang soon looked drunk.
"Mr. Watanabe, I have an order for 10 pieces of cloth, which I plan to complete in three months. I wonder if Mr. Watanabe is interested?"
Interested, of course I am interested! I even gave you my beloved woman as a bicycle, how can I not be interested?
Watanabe Shichiro's eyes were filled with tears. He finally heard the answer he wanted. Sakurako did not give him the bicycle for nothing.
However, the contract has not been signed yet, so Sakurako needs to work harder.
"Please rest assured, Mr. Zhang. We will definitely satisfy you."
After saying this, Shichiro Watanabe winked at Zhang Dongliang and Sakurako.
After a few rounds of drinking, Zhang Dongliang looked drunk: "No, Mr. Watanabe, you can't drink anymore. If you drink more, you will get drunk."
"Yingzi, Zhang Sang is tired, please take him over to have some rest."
Yingzi immediately held Zhang Dongliang's arm to prevent Zhang Sang from falling.
Zhang Dongliang was so moved that he couldn't help but say to Watanabe Shichiro in Japanese: "Hey, Watanabe-kun, your great friend."
I have to say that Watanabe Shichiro has a good eye for selecting people. Sakurako's overall level is very high, and Zhang Dongliang is very satisfied with the borrowed bicycle.
Yingzi was more satisfied with Zhang Dongliang's bicycle. If she had known this, she would have been willing to use it as a bicycle long ago.
In the afternoon, when Zhang Dongliang was about to return the bicycle, Yingzi actually felt reluctant to leave.
Refreshed, Zhang Dongliang and Watanabe Shichiro signed the cloth purchase contract and paid the deposit.
Watanabe Shichiro happily held the contract and warmly invited Zhang Sang to stay for dinner.
Seeing that the condition of his bicycle was not ideal, Zhang Dongliang politely declined Watanabe Shichiro's invitation as he had a lot of things to do when he got home.
When Zhang Dongliang returned home, it was already late and Fang Yanyun and Ikuyoko were having dinner.
After being pulled into the immortal secret realm by Zhang Dongliang two days ago, the two of them became even more loyal to Zhang Dongliang.
Ikuyoko was already extremely loyal to Zhang Dongliang. If she were asked to die for her master now, she would not even frown but would go happily.
Fang Yanyun originally treated Zhang Dongliang more as an equal friend, but now her mentality has subtly changed.
Fang Yanyun subconsciously downgraded herself to a lower level and became Zhang Dongliang's subordinate.
The man I met was not only in harmony with my soul, but also a man of great power. How could I not be satisfied with such a life experience?
"Dongliang is back." "The master is back."
Fang Yanyun and Iikuyoko put down their bowls and quickly stood up to greet them.
"Oh, what's that smell on Dongliang?" Fang Yanyun sniffed. She certainly knew that it was the smell of another woman.
"Dongliang, go take a shower and change your clothes first." Fang Yanyun pushed Zhang Dongliang into the bathroom.
No woman likes her man to come home with the lewd smell of another woman.
What Zhang Dongliang liked most was Fang Yanyun’s gentleness and understanding. Hearing this, he did not argue and obediently walked into the bathroom.
After Zhang Dongliang took a shower and changed his clothes, he just sat down at the dining table when Fang Yanyun and Ikuyoko sat on his left and right and picked up food for him.
Ah~~ This is the life that men want! Zhang Dongliang reached out and hugged the two women, feeling a great sense of satisfaction in his heart.
"Dongliang, Miss Feng Chengcheng came to see you this afternoon, but when she saw you weren't there, she left again. She said she would come back the day after tomorrow."
Ah, no way? I haven't been out for a long time, so I went out today and secretly rode someone else's bicycle.
I didn't expect that Feng Chengcheng would come to see me during this short period of time.
It was such a coincidence. Do good things require a lot of effort?
Never mind. Feng Chengcheng is already the dish in the bowl. We can eat it sooner or later. There is no need to rush.
The next day, Zhang Dongliang pretended to go to work at Huangpu Pharmacy. After all, it is his job, and he must love it.
When it was almost lunchtime, Zhang Dongliang was thinking about where to eat today, and Zi Qiang came up to report:
"Mr. Zhang, there's someone coming downstairs to see you. He says his name is A Xiang."
"Ah Xiang~~ Why did he come to see me? Maybe Feng Jingyao has something to ask? Let's go down and take a look."
Zhang Dongliang walked down while talking to himself.
"Axiang, why are you here?" Zhang Dongliang would never call Axiang "Uncle Xiang".
"Mr. Zhang, if you are not busy today, Mr. Feng would like to invite you to dinner. Do you think you can come over at noon?"
A look of anxiety appeared on Axiang's face.
Zhang Dongliang was thinking about where to go for dinner. When he saw A Xiang's face, he thought that the matter was urgent, so he agreed.
Zi Qiang pushed the bowl he was eating away and said, "Mr. Zhang, I'll drive you."
Ah Xiang quickly said, "Mr. Zhang, I brought my car here, you can just take my car."
"Okay then. I'll take Ah Xiang's car over there, and Zi Qiang and Guo Yanhong will just stay at the store."
As soon as he came down, Zhang Dongliang saw Zi Qiang and Guo Yanhong eating together. Haha, now they are eating from the same bowl.
Judging from the intimacy of their meal together, Zi Qiang has been completely eaten away by his cousin.
Zhang Dongliang had no desire to talk more with Axiang, and they soon arrived at Feng Mansion in silence.
"Mr. Zhang is here. Come on, let's go directly to the dining room to eat." Seeing Zhang Dongliang coming, Feng Jingyao hurriedly greeted him warmly.
Although Feng Chengcheng reserved a bedroom in Zhang Dongliang's house, that step had not been taken yet, so Feng Jingyao still felt it was more appropriate to call him Mr. Zhang.
"Dongliang, why are you here?"
Feng Chengcheng was very surprised to see her lover coming to Feng Mansion today. She thought that he didn't meet her yesterday and came here specially today.
"Cheng Cheng, it was Dad who invited Mr. Zhang here today. Dad has something to discuss with Mr. Zhang today." Feng Jingyao explained to his daughter.
Feng Chengcheng felt a little disappointed when he heard this, because it turned out that they didn't come here for him.
"Hmph, this playboy has so many women around him, he won't come just for me." Feng Chengcheng was filled with jealousy.