When Li Fan saw Zhang Han, with Mengmeng in his arms on the first floor, he walked towards him excitedly.

"Ha, ha, ha, Mr. Zhang, nice to meet you." Li Fan effusively held out his hands.

"Mmm." Zhang Han drew out a hand and shook with him.

"Hello, Mr. Zhang. I don't know what you like since it's our first meeting, so I just bought some fruit." Xue Qian up the bag in his hand.

"Put it over there." Zhang Han nodded and motioned for the tea table opposite. ...