"What happened?"

Wang Jiawen's head was a little overwhelmed.

The car in the middle was Mr. Zhang's car of the restaurant. For a long time, Wang Jiawen thought that Zhang Han was the kind of person who had some money but was not particularly rich. Although he was also very polite and respected, but most of the reason was that the food prepared by Zhang Han was too delicious.

But now.

What reflected in Wang Jiawen's pupils were a line of ...