Chapter 499

While Zhang Ping'an was eating hairy crabs, the phone in his pocket rang. He felt out the phone and looked at the incoming call of 'hemp clothes'. He answered the phone in doubt and said in very fluent Japanese: "hemp clothes, are you off work?"

"Well, after work, shayouli and I are going to have dinner together. I want to ask you, don't you have to make an appointment at the top sushi restaurant two months in advance? Is there any faster way?" many Japanese don't know the way to make an appointment at the top restaurant faster. In general, they are honest to make an appointment by phone. The appointment of some stores is two months later. Coupled with the strict character of the Japanese, they can only abide by the appointment after two months.

If you are a gourmet in the food industry, let's say something else. Many top restaurants are reserved for their regular customers. They don't have to make an appointment. However, at present, Ma Yi has not reached the level of gourmet, so she can only make an appointment honestly. And every time Zhang Ping'an arrives in Tokyo, he can make an appointment to a high-end restaurant. Is this something that hemp clothes are very confused about?

She doesn't know what kind of way Zhang Ping'an made the appointment. Is she calling to try her luck? Or is there a secret to booking a top restaurant?

Zhang Ping'an's Japanese is good, so he uses the telephone wide network mode and directly calls the store to ask if there are any vacancies today? This one doesn't. just change another one. There will always be one that will return after making an appointment. At this time, Zhang Ping'an can make up for it. Of course, there is also the simplest way, which is also Zhang Ping'an's answer to Baishi Ma Yi: "make an appointment quickly? You can try to make an appointment for tomorrow's Hotel today, leave a message to the concierge department when making an appointment for the hotel, and ask them to book the restaurant you want to eat for you. More than 80% of the hotels can make an appointment for you."

After hearing Zhang Ping'an's suggestion, Baishi Ma Yi said in surprise, "hey? Hotel? Do you want to stay in the hotel for one night for a meal?"

Zhang Ping'an replied, "this is the quickest way. Of course, you can also try calling different sushi restaurants to ask if there are temporary seats? If you are lucky, there will be temporary seats. Is that what you called?"

Baishi Ma Yi nodded and said, "well, I got off work early today, so I wanted to eat some high-end sushi, but I didn't receive it temporarily when I went to several stores. Also... I just want to tell you happy new year. Isn't your Chinese New Year coming?"

The main reason why Baishi Ma Yi made this call may be that this sentence "Happy New Year"? Because she heard Zhang Ping'an say that for Chinese people, the real new year begins after the Spring Festival, not when the new calendar comes. So seeing that the Chinese new year was coming, she called in advance to bless Zhang Ping'an.

Zhang Ping'an listened to the last sentence. He felt the intention of Baishi hemp clothes. He smiled and replied: "yes, the Chinese New Year is coming. Some time ago, I saw the news that aman opened a new store in Tokyo. You can take Sha Youli to feel that the newly opened top hotel should be easy to succeed in restaurant reservation."

"Well, I see. I'll ask shayouli to go. Then I won't bother you."

Zhang Ping'an replied, "OK, I'm having dinner now." in fact, just understand her intention.

After hanging up the phone, mother Zhang smiled and said, "if only your English level were so high as Japanese, take time to learn more English. After all, the population using Japanese is a minority."

Zhang Ping'an's English is really not very good, but he said forcibly and cunningly: "I can speak Korean, but I have three languages at the same time."

Zhang's mother stared at Zhang Ping'an, then whispered, "is it useful? The combined population of the two countries is not half that of the United States, let alone the people who use English all over the world."

Although the queen spoke in a soft voice, the lethality of the words was not generally strong. Korean and Japanese are minority languages. Only when English and Chinese are added together, the scope of use in the world will be wider.

Zhang Ping'an suddenly said, "we, ingrich, thief slip!"

The queen was so amused by Zhang Ping'an's sudden sentence that she covered her mouth and laughed, because she was embarrassed to laugh at the dinner table. Then she instantly drifted away with a white eye and looked at Zhang's father: "this is your disappointing son!!"

Zhang's father was suddenly suppressed by the queen. He could only vent his anger at Zhang Ping'an, who was better bullied: "you bastard ~ ~!"

Zhang Ping'an immediately said to his father, "boss Zhang, demeanor, demeanor!!"

"Beat you, don't talk about manners." after saying this, father Zhang said, "learn English well for me, and then find me a daughter-in-law who can speak English."

"No, next year, I'll bring an English speaking one back this year. Well, in fact, I can bring an English speaking one when I go out tonight."

Father Zhang immediately stared: "little rabbit, your wings are hard? So talk to your father?"

"Learn, call my private English teacher right away."

Zhang's father looked at Zhang Ping'an puzzled and said, "do you have a private English teacher?"

"My girlfriend is Korean American."

"Er..." Zhang's father looked at his wife, then turned his head and looked at Zhang Ping'an, who was peeling hairy crabs with his heart. Finally, he could only sigh

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After dinner, Zhang Ping'an rarely didn't go back to his home. Aunt Li went to clean up his room for him, and Zhang Ping'an lay on the sofa in the living room and watched TV bored. Zhang's mother also rarely sits in the living room and watches TV with her son. I don't know how many years she hasn't seen such a thing. It's very warm, warm and insipid.

Zhang Ping'an spent that night at home. When he woke up in the morning, his parents had left home for work. When he went downstairs, Aunt Li brought out breakfast, soybean milk, steamed buns, eggs and fried dough sticks. Aunt Li smiled and said, "do you want to have porridge?"

"No, that's all right." Zhang Ping'an had breakfast. Aunt Li stood by and looked at Zhang Ping'an and asked, "will you come back for dinner in the evening?"

"I won't come back today. Today is the company worship meeting. After that, I'll stay in the hotel. I have to go to Seoul tomorrow. There's still a lot of work waiting for me to deal with, mainly the Spring Festival in Korea. A lot of work has to be completed before the Spring Festival. I'll come back during the Spring Festival."

Aunt Li looked at Zhang Ping'an kindly and said, "OK. In the twinkling of an eye, you have your own career."

Because Zhang Ping'an grew up under the watch of Aunt Li and others when he was a child. When she came to work at home, she was almost 40 years old and had been working here for 20 years. Now they have reached the age of retirement. Zhang Ping'an only knows that she is divorced and the child is raised by the man. He doesn't know the details. He hasn't inquired about it.

"Aunt Li, you've worked hard these years."

Aunt Li smiled and said, "it's not hard. Your parents are kind people and treat me very well. Speaking of me, I thank your family. At the beginning... Forget it, don't mention the things of that year."

In the twinkling of an eye, there were three small steamed buns, an egg and a bowl of soybean milk. Zhang Ping'an bit half of the fried dough sticks and said, "I'll eat well, then I'll go first."

"Go home often when you have time."

"I know." Zhang Ping'an waved, smoked two paper towels and left. He went out and looked at the garage. The fireworks were still there. Then he took out the phone and called Didi, because there were few taxis here.

Sitting at the door of sandalwood palace, Didi set out towards Pudong Tomson Yipin. Zhang Ping'an dressed very sporty. The driver thought Zhang Ping'an was a passer-by who came to see the top villa here. There was no chatting on the road, but Zhang Ping'an kept communicating with the company's people about the group visit with his mobile phone.

The person in charge of the company said that he had contacted some big anchors, and they were top traffic people with at least 10000 people on weekdays. There is no water injection for the "ten thousand" here, but this is definitely a terrible number.

It is impossible to make statistics on how many anchors will be present today. At least it will be increased to three tables (30 people). Zhang Ping'an directly opened his mouth to prepare five tables, because maybe an anchor came with a "companion"?

Back home, Zhang Ping'an stood on the balcony of his room and looked at today's weather. It was a little gloomy. However, it seems that it won't rain, which is a blessing in misfortune.

Looking at the scenery on the Bund, Zhang Ping'an thought, will it be a more beautiful place to watch fireworks during the Spring Festival? But I soon gave up the idea. Such a community may not be allowed to set off. After all, there are so many commercial streets around. And maybe the government will set off fireworks on the Huangpu River?

After lying on the balcony for a while, Zhang Ping'an withdrew into the room. He stood in front of the mirror and looked at his sportswear. It seemed that it was not suitable for the occasion this night. Most of the cloakrooms are sportswear, and there are no autumn and winter clothes here, because the last time I came back to live here was summer.

So Zhang Ping'an went shopping. He had to buy a dress suitable for tonight. Because the Guojin center is behind the block, you don't need to drive at all.

While heading for the national financial center, I hesitated about what to wear tonight? Is it a formal dress? Or casual wear?

Just as Zhang Ping'an was about to arrive at the gate of the national gold center, a man holding his mobile phone was broadcasting live. This is the first time Zhang Ping'an has seen someone doing outdoor work, but he doesn't know which platform it is. Although their platform was the first mobile open live broadcast, after that, all families accelerated their pace and followed up.

After seeing Zhang Ping'an, the man on the live broadcast was so excited that he shouted, "Angie, Angie. Wow, the national gold center actually caught Angie alive!"

Zhang Ping'an stared at the anchor's interface. It was different from the interface he used, so he said, "don't shoot me." leaving this sentence, Zhang Ping'an walked towards the national financial center.