For the whole day, Fang Lang was at the headquarters of Universal Group, handling the company's backlog of official business.

It wasn't until it got dark that I was awakened by a knock on the door, thinking it was the company secretary who had something else to say.

Casually said:

"Come in!"

As a result, it was Lilith who opened the door.

Fang Lang quickly stood up and walked forward, opening his hands as he walked.

Lilith was like a baby swallow returning to her nest and pounced directly into Fang Lang's arms. As she pounced towards her, she shouted:

"Lang, I miss you so much. Wuwu..."

Feeling the attachment of the girl in his arms to him, Fang Lang was very happy, hugged her tightly, lowered his head and kissed her on the forehead.

"Lilith, I miss you so much."

Lilith was obviously not satisfied with being kissed on the forehead. The little girl raised her head and placed her soft lips directly on Fang Lang's mouth.

The enthusiasm that burst out at this moment almost made Fang Lang unable to control himself.

Just as the two of them were kissing each other in French style, a very discordant cough came from the door.

Pulling the two of them back from the situation where they were about to go off the gun.

Fang Lang looked up and saw that it was Miss Ophelia Berg, still looking at the two people at the door.

"Miss Ophelia Berg, if nothing happens, you can get off work.

Let’s talk about anything tomorrow.”

Fang Lang was very dissatisfied with Ophelia Berg's ignorant performance. Didn't he see that his boss was having sex with his girlfriend?

You can eat dog food secretly, but it’s really immoral to disturb other people’s intimacy.

Before Ophelia Berg could speak, Lilith in her arms had already taken the initiative to say:

"Ah! I'm sorry, sister Ophelia, I...,"

Perhaps a little embarrassed, Lilith turned around and said:

"Lang, I have made an appointment with Sister Ophelia to have dinner together tonight."

Upon hearing this, Fang Lang finally understood what was going on. Unexpectedly, Ophelia Berg and Lilith had a good relationship when they met for the first time.

After looking at the sky outside, it was indeed getting dark. Fang Lang had no intention of continuing to work now and said to Ophelia Berg:

"Any good restaurant recommendations?"

Ophelia Berg couldn't explain what she was thinking at this time.

When he saw Fang Lang and Lilith making out, he really wanted to turn around and leave.

However, I remembered that I had a very interesting chat with Lilith along the way.

The other party took the initiative to make an agreement with me to have dinner together tonight, and I agreed without much thought.

It was dark when I saw the two people kissing each other, and I completely ignored my own existence.

I originally wanted to cough twice and tell Lilith to cancel the dinner party today.

As a result, Fang Lang's attitude made her very unhappy.

What do you mean, it turns out that when my girlfriend is not around, she is teasing me.

Now that my girlfriend is around me, it becomes a superior-subordinate relationship, and I want to make myself stand out.

Huh! Man, I won’t let you get what you want.

I'm going to ruin your good deeds today.

"Lilith said she wanted to eat Chinese food on the way. Do you think you should try it in Chinatown?"

These words made Fang Lang stunned, he put his arms around Lilith's waist and said:

"Oh! Lilith, why do you want to eat Chinese food?"

"Because you are Chinese!

So, I want to adapt to your taste. It turns out that there is no Chinese food in Italy.

However, I found several Chinese restaurants in Boston, and after eating them, I thought they were very delicious.

So, I just want to eat the taste of your hometown with you!"

Lilith heard Fang Lang's question and said with a smile like a flower.

After hearing Lilith's words, Fang Lang realized that he had indeed not eaten Chinese food for a long time.

I just don’t know if the Chinese food in New York is authentic Chinese food.

After thinking for a while he said:

"Okay, let's go to Chinatown and have a look."

Under the escort of the guards, the group drove into Chinatown without knowing where to find authentic Chinese food.

While walking, I saw the signboard of Sihai Family. Isn’t this the entrance of Hongmen Hall!

I don’t know where to eat anyway, so I just chose this restaurant.

A group of people walked into a big hotel in Sihai, and the receptionist at the door was startled.

At first glance, this posture shows that he is not a simple figure.

He is obviously not someone he can afford to offend with so many bodyguards surrounding him.

In particular, I noticed that when several guards got out of the car, they had Thompson submachine guns leaking from under their black woolen coats.

Yingbin's eyelids jumped when he saw it.

He hurriedly came up to say hello, and when he asked if he was here for dinner, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Such a big shot definitely can't let him dine on the first floor! He hurriedly went to the private room on the second floor to greet him.

The bodyguards didn't care, they went inside first and searched for a while.

After confirming that there was no problem, he nodded to the outside.

Fang Lang got out of the car with two beauties.

When the greeter saw that the person who came was actually an Asian, he couldn't help but be stunned.

When did the United States have such a big shot?

This scene is almost as good as the President of the United States.

In fact, he didn't know what the President of the United States looked like, but he felt in his heart that the President of the United States should be like this.

At least the bosses in front of them definitely don’t have such a grand display.

He quickly stepped forward to greet him and said:

"Boss, please come inside!"

Fang Lang looked at the enthusiastic guy in front of him, smiled and said:

"Can your chef cook authentic Chinese food?

Don't take out those foreign devils' stuff."

The waiter didn't expect that he was actually a Chinese, and the enthusiasm on his face suddenly became a little more enthusiastic.

He even said quickly:

"Sir, you have come to the right place.

In the entire Chinatown, we are the only ones who can really cook authentic Chinese food."

Upon hearing this title, Fang Lang was immediately amused and said with a smile:

"From the accent, my brother is from Peiping."

When the man heard this, he became even more friendly. For such a big man, if he calls himself a brother, he will be able to boast for ten years after he goes out.

"This master, you are this."

As he said that, he gave a thumbs up.

"In my impression, among the Chinese in the United States, there seem to be more from the Fujian and Guangdong regions!

I didn’t expect to meet someone from Peiping.”

The two chatted while walking, and Fang Langdao also felt friendly.

"You are right. Our family escaped when the Japanese invaded Peking. I was already fifteen years old when I came here.

Therefore, this accent cannot be changed."

Fang Lang thought of the Peiping accent that he often heard when watching TV in later generations. At this time, he felt particularly friendly when listening to it.

He smiled and said:
To be continued...