Although Zhang Yan was scolding her, she could tell it wasn't a blind date. Therefore, Zhang Ying felt relieved.
"I'll listen to you today. If you tell me to go east, I'll never go west." Zhang Ying's cold and stiff face softened a lot and said with a smile.
"If you say that to your mother, she will be very happy." Zhang Yan said intentionally.
"Dad, I'm driving." Zhang Ying said helplessly.
"Am I wrong? You are already 28 years old. Do you really want us to support you for the rest of your life without getting married? "Zhang Yan said seriously.
"I haven't asked for any money from you since I was 22 years old. Besides, I have given you my living expenses every month." Zhang Ying reminded.
"Is it about money? I told you to find someone to talk to, but you are like a stubborn donkey. Why don't you come back? "Zhang Yan glared at her and said discontentedly.
"It seems that we can't turn left here. Let's use the GPS." Zhang Ying didn't refute, but directly changed the topic.
"We can't turn left? The traffic is unpredictable. Then you use the GPS. That restaurant is very famous. "Zhang Yan was immediately changed the topic. He looked out of the window and then said.
"Whether the restaurant is famous or not, the GPS doesn't know." Zhang Ying smiled and said.
"Little girl, use the GPS now. Otherwise, you won't get a chance to eat later." Zhang Yan said angrily.
"Anyhow, you are the president of the Sichuan Cuisine Chefs Association. Who dares not to let you in for a meal?" Zhang Ying joked.
"Others will definitely look forward to it. But this brat doesn't care about that. He has to follow his rules no matter where he goes." Zhang Yan said that with both anger and pride. It was quite contradictory.
"It seems a little interesting." Zhang Ying said.
"Of course. You will know after you eat it." Zhang Yan was Yuan Zhou's tap water. He promoted his dishes to everyone he met.
Moreover, because of the secret thoughts in his heart, he promoted his dishes more vigorously in front of his daughter. If he wasn't praising the person, he would praise the dishes and the craftsmanship.
Besides, he didn't repeat the same thing. It was very natural and real.
Zhang Ying just raised her finely trimmed eyebrows. She didn't answer much, but just said a few words from time to time.
What a joke, her own father was praising another young talent in front of her, how could she respond to him?
Therefore, Zhang Ying's mind was always clear. She didn't get dizzy from the praises and even had time to think about the business plan on the table.
This was typical. There was no expression on her face, but she didn't cooperate inwardly.
In fact, Zhang Ying could find Taoxi Road. After all, she had reached her current position step by step. A few years ago, when she was working, she had been to all the streets of Chengdu, big or small, and was familiar with them.
Of course, he wanted to turn on the navigation now because he didn't want his father to disturb him. After all, he had to listen to the navigation's instructions.
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"Dad, we're here. Is there a parking lot here?" Zhang Ying interrupted Zhang Yan's long-winded speech and asked.
"Of course. This area is Yuan's. There's a big parking lot not far from here." Zhang Yan didn't forget to praise Yuan Zhou.
"Okay. I will drive there directly. Dad, you wait at this intersection. I will be back soon." Zhang Ying suggested.
"That's fine. This old man won't walk with you." Zhang Yan didn't think too much about it and got out of the car.
"I was recommended for free for half an hour." Zhang Ying laughed, but she wasn't curious about Yuan Zhou.
Zhang Ying got the BMW Mini a few days ago. Of course, she didn't have high requirements for the car. She just wanted to imitate her idol's car.
That's right. Zhang Ying's idol was Jiang Changxi, who dominated the Southwest.
Jiang Changxi was a famous female CEO in the circle. She was bold, capable, and resourceful. She single-handedly supported a company. Although it wasn't listed yet, it wasn't far from it.
One must know that Jiang Changxi had built the Southwest Real Estate Company from scratch all by herself.
Therefore, a business magazine said that Jiang Changxi dominated the Southwest. On the one hand, she acted alone in the company. On the other hand, her influence in the real estate circle in Sichuan was obvious.
Zhang Ying's goal was to have a company like Jiang Changxi's in the future. She wanted to be a career woman and become a queen like Jiang Changxi.
"Ta Ta Ta", Zhang Ying parked the car. She was wearing five-centimeter high heels and holding an Anya Hindmarch hollowed-out leather handbag. It was black in color and matched her simple and professional attire very well.
When she walked over, her chestnut-colored hair fluttered in the wind. Zhang Ying was very imposing, just like a general who had returned from victory.
"Look at you. You are either wearing black or white. Even your bag is so black." Zhang Yan didn't feel imposing at all. He just felt that his daughter's clothes weren't bright at all.
"It's so simple. You also wear simple clothes." Zhang Ying revealed a small smile, which made her look softer.
"I'm different. An old man doesn't need to dress up. You're a little girl. You'd better wear some other colors." Zhang Yan insisted.
"It's not early. It's 5: 40. Don't we have to line up?" Zhang Ying raised her hand and looked at the watch on her wrist.
"Yeah, yeah. Hurry up. Otherwise, there won't be any seats left." On hearing that, Zhang Yan immediately walked forward with quick steps.
"I didn't expect Taoxi Road to be so prosperous." While telling her father to walk slower, Zhang Ying habitually looked around.
That's right. The street of Taoxi Road was very prosperous now. After all, it was almost the opening time of the Yuanzhou shop.
There were many pedestrians on the road. Most of them were hurrying to the side street. Even some bosses of the small shops at the side were coming out to watch the bustling scene. From time to time, they could even hear people urging them to hurry up.
At that time, two girls passed by Zhang Ying. Their youthful and beautiful faces revealed an anxious look. They walked away while talking to each other.
"Hurry up. Otherwise, you won't be able to eat later."
"Don't bother with makeup. Eating is more important."
"No, I have to be beautiful. I heard that the painter of Eaves Wu lives there."
"Come on. Why don't you tell me there's a second-generation rich kid?"
"It's really boisterous." Zhang Ying sighed with emotion. Then, she was urged by Zhang Yan who wasn't far in front of her. Only then did she walk a few steps faster.
Before she arrived at the Yuanzhou shop, she saw more and more people were lining up. Before Zhang Ying had time to sigh with emotion, she was dragged into the line by her father.
"Dad, your legs are so strong." Zhang Ying was a little speechless.
It took less than three minutes for Zhang Yan to walk from the street corner to here. Just now, he still had the strength to drag her into the line. Thinking of her father who had just said that he was too old to walk, Zhang Ying felt that he had really worked hard.
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