Even if I've been in the industry for nearly two years, it's almost the same.

Moreover, the key thing is that An Xiao didn't tell him that she wanted to buy a gift, let alone meet her grandfather.

If I had told you earlier, Zhou Yang would definitely bring something over...

But Zhou Yang thought about it carefully and felt that something was not right. He was not in a relationship and meeting his parents. What kind of situation would this be today?

Zhou Yang was quite puzzled. After thinking about it for a long time, he was still a little confused.

"This is much more powerful than ordinary leaders. Forget it, let's work and come up with your specialty dishes. By the way, do you know how to use a wood stove?"

"Will do."

Zhou Yang nodded, looked at the wood stove next to the kitchen, and couldn't help but rub his hands.

This thing...

Long time no see.

I really miss it.

An hour later, the sun set.

Zhou Yang placed plates of dishes on the table.

Many dishes are Zhou Yang's specialties.

"Haha, we are here just in time. Lao Yang, come on, sit down and have a drink with the juniors today..."

"Ah, Chief, this is inappropriate, I have other things to do..."

"Don't worry, sir. Sit down. I will approve your leave today. There are no outsiders here..."

"Thank you, chief!"

outside the house.

The old man walked in with another old man who had scars on his face and lost one hand.

The old man named Lao Yang couldn't resist the warm welcome, and finally nodded and sat down.

The old man laughed.

"Sit, sit, sit down. Just have a meal. Don't make it so formal. Your grandma is not here either. Lao Yang and I will have a drink. No one is allowed to gossip!"

……………………

Zhou Yang sat in the corner.

He is actually rather afraid of this kind of situation.

Slightly restrained.

"Mr. An, why are you looking for me..." Zhou Yang didn't understand the situation and finally looked at An Xiao.

"I want you to help write a script." An Xiao glanced at Zhou Yang and said this lightly after seeing Zhou Yang's uneasy expression.

"What script should I write?"

script?

Zhou Yang glanced at the room, then at An Zhibin, Tang Xiao, An Xiao's grandfather and the old man named Lao Yang.

"Eat first, and then talk after eating."

"Xiao Zhou, what are you whispering about? Come on, drink this glass of wine."

At this moment, Zhou Yang saw the old man looking at him with a smile, and then handed him a wine glass.

－－－－－－Digression－－－－－

Sorry for the late update...
Chapter completed!