I listened to your advice and finally became a male god.

Chapter 347: It's justified to show off
At noon, Zhang Zhaohai and his wife cooked themselves and prepared a table full of dishes.

"I haven't cooked for a long time, and I don't know if my skills have deteriorated." Zhang Zhaohai, who has long been accustomed to being a boss, rolled up his sleeves, put on an apron, and served his specialty.

In the kitchen, Song Wenqin was busy serving the freshly cooked soup to the table.

Zhang Yang couldn't help but smile as he watched his parents become younger and more energetic.

Ever since I arranged for my parents to take the Xiaohuan Dan last time, the subtle effect has taken effect. Both the energy and complexion of the couple have improved, as if they had become seven or eight years younger overnight.

After taking a break, he planned to increase the intensity of the training for both his parents.

Add more.

Isn't this thing a thousand times more powerful than ginseng or deer antler?
A moment later, a sumptuous meal was placed on the table.

The family of three sat at the table, pouring wine, eating snacks, and recalling the good and bad times of the past. For a moment, they were filled with emotion.

"Have I ever thought that I could live such a life?" Zhang Zhaohai looked at the wine cabinet filled with various Moutai and Wuliangye liquors, and then looked at the surrounding villa environment with at least tens of millions of dollars in hardware and software.

"At that time, all I wanted was a happy family and happy children and grandchildren."

"We have a son, but there is no sign of a grandson yet." Song Wenqin on the side said inexplicably.

Zhang Yang was eating when his expression suddenly changed.

Oh no, it’s coming towards me.

"Son, I won't rush you. Whether you have a baby in five years or we have grandchildren in ten years, there should always be a plan." Song Wenqin put down her bowl and chopsticks, smiled and looked at Zhang Yang, "Time waits for no one."

Zhang Zhaohai just drank and didn't say anything, and refused to interrupt.

"Mom, you and Dad are still young. You will be healthy in twenty years, not to mention ten. Besides, if you really have a child by then, you can just ask an aunt to take care of it." Zhang Yang said casually.

"That won't do. You have to raise your own grandson yourself." Song Wenqin insisted.

Zhang Yang blinked and really wanted to say something.

Can you bring it here?

In his situation, it is naturally impossible for him to have only one offspring.

The richer you are, the more you care about having many children.

At that time, we will naturally find all kinds of confinement nannies to help. As for the elders at home, they are only responsible for hugging the baby and teasing him when they are happy.

"Well, how about ten years?" Zhang Yang said casually.

"Just focus on your career. You don't have to take care of the baby if it's born." Song Wenqin was obviously dissatisfied with Zhang Yang's answer.

ten years?

Ten years later, my son was already 35 years old.

"Okay, Mom, I'll do it as soon as possible." Zhang Yang said with a smile, "But you can't rush this matter. Not to mention me, even you are in the rising stage of your career in the past few years. Take your time, take your time."

"Okay, son, this is what you said." Song Wenqin nodded, "Mom and Dad are busy with their careers in the next two years and don't have time to urge you. When your career is almost developed, don't blame your parents for being nagging."

Zhang Zhaohai winked at Zhang Yang from the opposite side, meaning that he was not included.

He is not in a hurry anyway.

"Okay, come on, Mom and Dad, let me have a drink with you." Zhang Yang smiled and raised his glass.

Parents’ career?
At this rate, we have to open Haiqin Restaurants all over the urban area of ​​Yinghai.

Ten? Twenty?

Now he has discovered the benefit of arranging careers for his parents at an early age. It was not for the purpose of expanding the family business, but to give the couple something to do and to distract their attention.

They are busy.

I can have some peace and quiet at this time!
Zhang Zhaohai and his wife also raised their glasses with a smile.

A family of three clinked their glasses in their new home at Ziyuan No. 1, enjoying a happy family gathering.

In the afternoon, Zhang Yang went to his own room in the villa alone.

The room is spacious and bright, beautifully decorated, and leads directly to the small terrace outside the villa.

Sitting on the soft Hästens mattress, Zhang Yang rested his arms on the pillow and lay down comfortably, as if he was lying on a cloud.

"It's so comfortable."

Although this is not a top-notch luxury house, it will be my real home in the future.

Here, he doesn't need to have any identity, he can just be himself.

As he lay there, Zhang Yang's body and mind became more relaxed than ever before. He became drowsy and gradually fell asleep without realizing it, as if he had just had a big dream.

When I woke up again, the room was quiet, with only the sound of raindrops outside.

Zhang Yang stretched his body gently, feeling as if his entire body, inside and out, had been thoroughly cleansed. This was a sense of relaxation from deep within his soul.

"It actually rained."

He walked out onto the terrace and took a deep breath of the fresh air after the rain and the ink-painted sky.

Look at the time.

I actually slept for two or three hours?

Looking downstairs from the terrace, my father Zhang Zhaohai was tending to the flowers and plants at the door, and chatting with the neighbors who came to visit.

Oh yes, it seems to be the aunt who visited last time.

"Xiao Zhang, come to my house and play."

The auntie soon noticed him, looked up and waved, smiling.

"I'll come when I'm free." Zhang Yang waved politely.

Returning to the room and walking down the stairs, the living room was brightly lit. My mother, Song Wenqin, was sitting in the living room, eating melon seeds and watching the giant-screen TV with every detail visible, enjoying the visual feast.

"Are you up?"

Song Wenqin heard the noise and turned around and smiled.

"Yes." Zhang Yang said, "If you sleep any longer, you will have to eat dinner."

As the Spring Festival was approaching, he had no plans to go out during this period, so he simply stayed in Yinghai and spent the New Year with his parents.

As for the many industries under his control, they are all operating in an orderly manner. Hotels, office buildings, commercial streets, restaurant chains, and investment companies all have corresponding professional managers in charge.

Far away in Beijing, a huge construction site costing tens of billions of dollars has just begun a multi-year project.

Everything is growing vigorously, waiting to take root, sprout, and bloom one day in the future.

He really had nothing to worry about.

Sitting on the sofa and eating some fruit, Zhang Yang let out a soft "hmm".

I haven't paid much attention these two days.

From this, it can be seen that Teacher Xiao Meng's consumption money has been increasing continuously in the past two days. It must be that Teacher Xiao Meng wears the watch very frequently.

With this amount, it would be no problem to give Teacher Xiao Meng a sports car in a year or two.

"Mom, I won't be home for dinner tonight."

Thinking of this, Zhang Yang stood up and suddenly wanted to go meet Teacher Xiao Meng.

After saying that, he went straight out the door.

"Huh? Zhang Yang, you..." Song Wenqin stood up, looked at her son's receding back, then shook her head and smiled.

·
It was evening, outside the gate of Yinghai Middle School.

Zhang Yang sat in the Cullinan and called the Four Seasons Hotel to arrange dinner.

Then, I left a message for Teacher Xiao Meng.

I don’t know how long it took, but the school gate opened and a steady stream of students walked out of the school.

Not far away, a figure with black hair and a shawl was walking towards them. It was Teacher Xiao Meng.

Zhang Yang got out of the car with a smile, leaned against the side of the car, and waved from afar.

"Zhang Yang!" Teacher Meng cheered, ran over, and threw herself into Zhang Yang's arms.

The students, parents, and people coming and going were all watching the scene before them.

Cullinan, such a handsome boy, and a beautiful teacher who looks like she is running towards love.

"Why did you suddenly think of coming to pick me up?" Teacher Meng looked up in Zhang Yang's arms, revealing a look like a little girl, "Did you miss me?"

"A little bit." Zhang Yang said with a smile.

Later, Teacher Xiao Meng sat in the passenger seat.

Zhang Yang drove straight to his big property in Yinghai, the Four Seasons Hotel.

Meng Baihan knew that the Four Seasons Hotel was owned by Zhang Yang. In fact, she had attended many banquets hosted by others at the Four Seasons Hotel in recent years.

But this time, it is the first time for her to come here as Zhang Yang's female companion.

"Will there be any special treatment?" Teacher Xiao Meng suddenly asked curiously in the car.

"What special treatment do you want?" Zhang Yang said with a smile while driving. "It's like being at home when you have distinguished guests. It's your own business, so there's no need to make so many pretentious remarks. Well... just treat it as your own home."

That being said.

But a moment later, when Cullinan arrived downstairs of the hotel in a low-key manner, Anderson still came over following the smell.

"Mr. Zhang, everything is ready."

Meng Baihan glanced at the nameplate on the middle-aged man's chest: GM
Is this...the general manager?
"What are you ready for?" She looked at Zhang Yang curiously and asked.

"Just a dinner." Zhang Yang said with a smile.

A moment later, the elevator went directly to the high-rise restaurant.

Along the way, there were constant greetings.

Teacher Xiao Meng had never experienced such a situation before, and she couldn't help but put her hand into Zhang Yang's palm, feeling a little nervous throughout the whole process.

The best location, next to the floor-to-ceiling windows.

Under the night sky, the Yinghai city area is dotted with lights, which can be seen in full view.

Teacher Xiao Meng covered her mouth lightly and looked at the scenery outside the floor-to-ceiling window, her eyes full of wonder.

Tell the truth.

The dinner was nothing special and the view certainly couldn't compare to the skyline of a big city.

But... at this moment, the 200-meter-high building under my feet belongs to my boyfriend. Can I feel the same?

This is the premise.

Everything seems to be given a different meaning.

"It looks good, right?" Zhang Yang asked with a smile.

"It looks good." Teacher Xiao Meng nodded without hesitation.

"Let's go to Pudong some other day and show you more beautiful scenery." Zhang Yang said casually, but Teacher Xiao Meng did not fully understand what Zhang Yang meant.

Even if she used all her imagination, she would never have thought that Zhang Yang also owned a small landmark in Lujiazui, Pudong.

The scenery and skyline that can be seen there are undoubtedly more gorgeous and more magnificent.

A moment later, various sumptuous dishes were served.

In fact, all the delicacies from land and sea are just like this. It mainly depends on who you eat with and how you feel when you eat.

At this moment, Teacher Xiao Meng was undoubtedly feeling extremely happy.

She was now busy taking pictures with her cell phone, recording everything in front of her.

Think about it, when I post to Moments later, maybe many friends and colleagues will come to comment and ask: Teacher Meng, did you have dinner at the Four Seasons Hotel with your boyfriend today?
The photos seem ordinary, and some people may wonder in their hearts, what is there to brag about? Haven’t you ever eaten at a high-end restaurant?
But they would never have thought of it.

This seemingly superficial photo is actually not superficial at all.

You think it’s the environment that’s so cool? It’s the dinner.

certainly not··

In fact, everything she showed, from every dish to the restaurant environment and hotel building, everything you see in front of you is her boyfriend's business. Do you still think there is nothing to show off?

But Teacher Xiao Meng didn't say anything. She always keeps a low profile.

"Zhang Yang..." Teacher Xiao Meng suddenly grabbed Zhang Yang's wrist on the table and offered his own wrist.

The two wrists are placed against each other, and both of them are Patek Philippe watches.

"Is this considered a couple's gift?" Teacher Meng asked hopefully, "Can I post it on WeChat Moments?"

Zhang Yang was amused.

What kind of couple's outfit is this?

Although both are Patek Philippe, the prices of these two watches are very different. One is more than 20 million, and the other is less than 2 million. It is no exaggeration to say that the difference is huge.

But as long as Teacher Xiao Meng is happy.

"Sure." Zhang Yang agreed readily.

Immediately, Teacher Xiao Meng happily took out his mobile phone and took a picture of the two people's wrists touching each other.

Then, I posted it on Moments.

Zhang Yang opened his phone and looked at the circle of friends that Teacher Xiao Meng had just posted.

"Long-planned, fulfilled wish"

Below is the accompanying picture. The restaurant and the environment are not the main points. The main point is the photo of two wrists close together and two Patek Philippe watches shining under the light.

Of course, Zhang Yang still did not appear on camera, and only his own wrists appeared on camera.

After a while, Zhang Yang saw a lot of likes under Meng Baihan’s circle of friends, as well as many familiar faces, all of whom were classmates from his former class.

[Is this the official announcement? ]

[I was staring at my watch the whole time. Two Patek Philippes? Is that so exaggerated? Teacher Meng, who is your boyfriend?!]

【congratulations! 】

For a moment, many people's first reaction was to recognize Patek Philippe, and they commented and liked it immediately, but they were probably still rushing to check how expensive the Patek Philippe was.

They are all ordinary people, who would have a deep understanding of famous watches? At most, they can only recognize what kind of watch it is.

Zhang Yang smiled and gave a thumbs up.

However, just after he clicked the "like" button, he received a message from his high school classmate Chen Zhuo.

"Fuck... this is crazy, did you just see it? Meng Baihanzi announced it on WeChat Moments. Oh my god, her boyfriend is ridiculously rich. Guess how much the watch on his wrist is?"

Between the lines of Chen Zhuo's writing, there is an irrepressible shock and a desire to express himself.

The kind that can't help but get it off my chest.

"How much?" Zhang Yang replied casually.

"I checked, that Patek Philippe was auctioned last year, and it was said to have been sold for 26 million. Oh, and the watch on Meng Baihan's wrist must have been bought by him, and it also cost 1.9 million. Oh my God... Oh, as expected, only a guy like Meng Baihan can have such a lofty ambition. I really don't know what he does specifically?" Chen Zhuo sent a long message.

Zhang Yang looked at it and burst out laughing.

He didn't know whether he should tell Chen Zhuo this fact.

After thinking about it, he took a photo of his wrist and sent it.

(End of this chapter)