It's very cold in Lingzhou in December, unlike the dry cold in the north.

The cold weather, the cold wind blowing down the neck, was a bit unbearable.

Zhou Jiaying thoughtfully put a scarf on Zhao Xiaonian, took Zhao Xiaonian's arm and walked into a Japanese-style izakaya.

Kobayashi Yuanxiang greeted Zhao Xiaonian and Zhao Xiaonian at the door. After entering, the waiter hung a "temporary business" sign in front of the door.

The izakaya is not big and you can see the whole thing at a glance.

There are only three or four small private rooms outside the cooking table used by the chef.

Kobayashi Haraka did not lead the two of them to the box, but took them to sit in front of the cooking table.

At this time, behind the cooking table, stood a middle-aged man wearing a white chef's uniform. The man was not tall and looked like he was in his forties. He also had a roll tied on his head and was carefully making sushi rolls.

"Zhao Jun, please sit down."

Kobayashi Haraka pointed to the two stools in front of the cooking table and gestured.

Zhao Xiaonian glanced at Kobayashi Yuanxiang, and then at the middle-aged chef who was concentrating on doing this. He smiled and sat down happily, carefully watching the movements of the Japanese chef's hands.

I saw that this Japanese chef had short hands, but his movements were really nimble. Throughout the whole process, my eyes were always on the sushi, as if there was nothing else in mind.

After cutting the seaweed sushi into cylindrical shapes of the same size with a knife, the chef put the sushi into two small plates and handed it to Zhao Xiaonian and Zhao Xiaonian, and made a gesture of invitation with a smile.

Zhao Xiaonian was not polite, picked up the prepared chopsticks, picked one up and put it in his mouth. Not to mention, this tastes really good, better than the sushi made at those street stalls.

"おいしいです." Zhao Xiaonian said a compliment to the chef with a thumbs up.

The chef smiled back, as if being praised was a very happy thing.

Next, the chef took out a piece of delicious red and tender fish. He gently cut it with a knife along the lines, cut it into thin slices, and served it on a plate with soy sauce and mustard seasonings.

"Zhao Sang, please taste it."

This time, the chef smiled and spoke.

Zhao Xiaonian smiled back, picked up a piece of fish, dipped it in some sauce and put it in his mouth. Instantly, your mouth is filled with the delicious taste of tuna.

Even Zhou Jiaying couldn't help but nod her head to show her approval for this sashimi.

The chef was even more happy.

Deep-fried until golden and crispy tempura, octopus balls fried in batter and chopped octopus, rich miso soup based on miso paste.

Pieces of Japanese food were served one after another through the hands of the chef.

Zhao Xiaonian ate everything with gusto. The chef stood there and watched, always with a happy smile on his face.

"What do you think of Zhao Sang?"

Seeing Zhao Xiaonian eating everything cleanly, the chef asked with a smile.

Zhao Xiaonian thought for a while and said in a joking tone: "If Mr. Watanabe stops selling cars one day, he can support himself with this craft."

The chef was stunned for a moment, then laughed out loud, "This is the best compliment I've ever heard for my cooking skills."

Zhou Jiaying looked surprised. She really didn't expect that the unassuming chef in front of her was actually Zoe Watanabe, who was famous in the automotive industry.

Zhao Xiaonian took a tissue and wiped his mouth.

"Mr. Watanabe, I'm here today just because I want to taste your Japanese cuisine, right?"

Zoe Watanabe took out a small cup of warm sake and poured a cup each for Zhao Xiaonian and himself.

After drinking a glass of sake, Zoe Watanabe said: "I want to exchange something with Zhao Sang."

Hearing this, Kobayashi Yuanxiang took out a document and placed it in front of Zhao Xiaonian.

After Zhao Xiaonian took a look, he asked calmly: "This thing is indeed good, but if Mr. Watanabe wants to use it to exchange for battery technology, I'm afraid it won't be enough."

"Yami! You and I both know how valuable battery technology is, and I won't talk nonsense." Zoe Watanabe raised her glass, "What I want to replace is the exclusive supply of new energy batteries in Japan. As for the price, It also needs to be the best deal.”

Zhao Xiaonian looked at Zoe Watanabe, suddenly laughed, and raised his glass.

"Well, happy transition."

……

"Watanabe-kun, do you really plan to transfer that thing to Zhao Xiaonian?" After sending Zhao Xiaonian and Zhou Jiaying away, Kobayashi Yuanxiang couldn't help but ask.

Zoe Watanabe, who had been gentle before, suddenly slapped Kobayashi Haraka in the face, "Isn't this all your fault, Miss Haraka. If your skills were not fake, how could we in this way."

"Hi." Kobayashi Yuanxiang's face was blushed, but she even dared to touch her and stood up straight.

"It is impossible to stop the era of new energy. Since we cannot be exclusive, we must get on this train before our opponents."

Zoe Watanabe took off her chef uniform and continued: "Although we failed to achieve the optimal result in the end, at least it doesn't look too bad now."

"Hi." Kobayashi Yuanxiang said with a worried look on her face: "But, how do we explain it to the other side?"

Zoe Watanabe looked at Kobayashi Haraka and said without any shame: "Kobayashi-chan, you have to remember that only interests are eternal in this world, and everything else can be given up."

"Hey, got it, Watanabe-kun."

……

In the car going back, Zhao Xiaonian sat in the passenger seat, and Zhou Jiaying, who had not drank, became the driver.

Zhao Xiaonian looked at the document in his hand, but the expression on his face was a bit complicated.

"Do you want to return this thing?"

Zhou Jiaying glanced at the thing in Zhao Xiaonian's hand and asked looking forward.

"Why do you have to pay it back?" Zhao Xiaonian said, and then added: "Even if you have to pay it back, you can't pay it back so easily. I spent a lot of money."

Zhou Jiaying suddenly laughed, "I suddenly thought, if they see this thing in your hand, I don't know what their expressions will be."

"I'm looking forward to it too."

Zhao Xiaonian also laughed, his smile full of bad taste.

"By the way, did you really reject that Kobayashi Haraka? She is a beauty, and her breasts...and they are very big. Are you really willing to give them up? Don't you men all like big ones?"

"And I heard that Japanese women are very good at pleasing men and have many tricks. Aren't you tempted?"

After Zoe Watanabe reached an agreement, she also said that she would give Kobayashi Haruka to Zhao Xiaonian.

But Zhao Xiaonian refused because he already had many women.

However, because Zhou Jiaying was also present, Zhao Xiaonian said these words in Japanese.

Zhao Xiaonian looked at Zhou Jiaying's chest with a bad smile on his face, "I don't like too big breasts, I just like you like this. Not too big, not too small, just right."

"As for the tricks, I wonder if Ling Da Zhihua would like to explore more poses with me?"

Zhou Jiaying's face suddenly turned red and she glared at Zhao Xiaonian.

"I find you are getting worse and worse now."

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