"Not the handmade noodles."

Zhang Han shook his head with a chuckle and said, "To do the fine hand-pulled noodles."

"Of course, Mengmeng wants to eat the fine hand-pulled noodles, so the boss has definitely made it very special." Zhao Feng laughed on one side.

"Huh, I see. I'm just wondering why making noodles. It is Mengmeng who wants to eat them." Liang Mengqi snorted. The boss basically granted Mengmeng's all requests.

But he didn't pay so much attention to ...