The strongest porter in the last days

Chapter 253 Harris' Hospitality
As Jessica said, there was a very gentle lion in the woods to the east, and although there was an iron fence around it, the gatekeeper easily let them in.

Although I didn't touch it up close, I saw a lion crawling leisurely in the shade at a close distance of only a few meters away, and seemed to have no feeling for the visitor.

Zhang Zhen, who had killed a ghost spider while sitting in a chariot, faced the lion unarmed and still felt a little nervous in his heart, but he was thinking whether he could kill the lion with one punch. Compared with the strange beast, this lion is really gentle It's like a kitten, and it looks a lot cuter.

After coming out of the lion garden and wandering around, and then returning to the villa, Jessica jumped into the swimming pool to play in the water. He was lying in the chair, drinking the drink brought by the servant, but actually wanted to have a meal first, Jessica I didn't even have time to order takeaway in the morning, I only ate two pieces of pizza left over from last night, and my stomach was growling.

Fang sat down, and the beauties by the pool came in a group, and surrounded Zhang Zhen at once. Zhang Zhen felt like he had entered a brothel. He was not used to these women touching and teasing everywhere, so he declined them one by one. If Jessica didn't succeed , maybe I still have some thoughts. With Jessica, I don't have to spend so much thought, and I'm not a hungry wolf.

But looking at these beauties with big boobs who looked like they were selected from a beauty pageant, he turned on the dialysis function of the glasses, and for a while, the swimming pool and the outside of the swimming pool were full of white slivers of human flesh.

Sure enough, every woman has her own merits. If you don't taboo these women like prostitutes, then it will be very exciting. After all, if you have the strength to find a woman, then naturally you have to be more demanding.

The fly in the ointment is that the bodyguards scattered nearby are also seen through, which looks a bit obtrusive, but it solves the curiosity of most men, whether foreigners, especially Europeans, are huge, in fact, they are not, and some are indeed hanging on It was like a grenade there, and he couldn't help laughing.

Finally, the dialysis was turned off, and I looked at Jessica who was playing in the swimming pool leisurely. This woman is very interesting, sometimes annoying, but she will not make you feel annoying. If she is placed in the last days, she will definitely live. It's very good.

Looking at the water and the countless beauties in the pool, Zhang Zhen thought, if we bring Shelley, Ying, and Xiaorong to such a villa, maybe these girls will happily think that they have entered heaven.

"It won't be long."

Zhang Zhen felt that his eyesight was good, or that he was lucky. Although surrounded by many exotic beauties, Jessica was still amazing when she came out of the swimming pool. Her vision automatically zoomed in, slowed down and focused like a picture in a movie. Appreciate the scene The unbreakable scene of beauty coming out of the bath.

Suddenly, the number of servants increased, and they were busy fiddling with some ornaments, tables and chairs, but those girls were still playing by the pool by themselves,
"Sir, the banquet prepared for you has begun, please follow me upstairs." Du Butler came over politely.

Zhang Zhen was worrying that he might not be able to eat well at the party. Maybe Westerners don’t even care about the food, so he went into the villa with Jessica happily, and Charlie reluctantly kissed farewell to a group of beauties behind him. Hastily chased in.

"Upstairs, please."

Zhang Zhen originally thought that he would eat on the first floor, but he didn't expect to be on the second floor. It seemed that the treatment was good.

Jessica said even more excitedly: "Brother Zhen, Mr. Harris rarely invites people to eat upstairs."

Charlie also said happily: "I have been here a few times, and I only got the chance to have dinner with Mr. Harris in his exclusive restaurant."

Zhang Zhen smiled. Although he had observed it with a scout bee, he still observed the environment on the second floor with great interest. There were still not many traces of electronics here, even the electric lights were disguised as lanterns. All kinds of doors are made of wood, and the most commonly used built-in locks do not see any metal.

Turning around and looking out, there is a crescent-shaped swimming pool on the balcony. Looking left and right, the space here looks very large and compact, but it is impossible to actually estimate how big it is. This is probably due to the use of a lot of design and The visual effect makes it difficult for outsiders to judge the internal structure of the villa in a short time, which is conducive to safety.

"Any piece of decoration here can be called an antique. The paintings on the walls are all valuable. Every door is an antique. The latest is on the eve of the Industrial Revolution. Even if some are not antiques, they are still used. Every inch of the precious materials and traditional craftsmanship that has become scarce shows Mr. Harris’ love for classics.” Jessica introduced with a bit of admiration.

Zhang Zhen nodded. Although you can distinguish many differences if you look carefully, especially if the doors come from different countries in different periods, all of them are very harmonious and don't give people a sense of chaos. I have to say that they are very compelling.

Following Butler Du through a corridor and seeing a restaurant with an open door, Charlie couldn't help exclaiming excitedly: "God, Mr. Zhang is so popular with Mr. Harris that he wants to be in His favorite palace restaurant entertains you."

Zhang Zhen can tell from the golden door that this restaurant is unusual, but is there a need to be so excited?
Jessica approached Zhang Zhen and whispered happily: "Mr. Harris has many chefs, and each restaurant has a specific chef. This one is the best. In addition to three top celebrity chefs dedicated to Mr. Harris, there are also The celebrity chefs from the rest of the restaurants will be called in, and Mr Harris would only do that for very special guests."

"Elegant Mr. Zhang, welcome to your dinner party." Harris brought four beauties over from the other side, grabbed his cane and greeted him warmly.

"Thank you Mr. Harris for your hospitality." Zhang Zhen responded gracefully, which was indeed much friendlier than expected.

Walking into the restaurant, I found that the inside was indeed worthy of the words "Imperial Palace Restaurant". The first thing I saw was a long table several meters long. The chairs were placed, and the sterling silver tableware being put on the table emitted a faint silver light under the crystal lamp.

Eight women dressed in French-style maid outfits were busy preparing for the dinner. Although some of these women looked older, they were undoubtedly beautiful.

In addition to famous paintings, candlesticks are lit on the wall. The whole color is warm golden, and every glance is a precious decoration.

Harris walked to the upper seat and laughed: "People cannot do without food. No matter what their status or pursuit, in the end, their appetite is the main thing. I have top chefs from France, Britain, and Germany here, and they can cook authentic national dishes. , of course I also like Huaxia dishes, if Mr. Zhang likes it, Lao Du will have to cook it himself, his braised pork is the only magical dish that I am willing to eat fatty meat."

Zhang Zhen nodded and said with a smile: "It seems that I am very lucky to be able to enjoy a beautiful dinner with Mr. Harris."

Harris proudly said: "Sir, you will not be disappointed. My chefs can make any dishes you want, but there may be fewer Japanese ones. The only thing I am interested in in Japan is sushi, but I am not used to it." The sashimi stuff, I don't have a chef from Japan here."

"It seems that I, Mr. Harris, have the same preferences, and I don't like sashimi too much. It's up to you. I believe that you can enjoy top-level food at Mr. Harris's place." Zhang Zhen sat down, and a maid came to help him tie the napkin , Speaking of which, it was the first time such a formal meal.

(End of this chapter)