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Vol 2 Chapter 490: Reunion Meeting (Part 1)

While Zhang Pingan was eating the hairy crabs, the phone in his pocket rang. He took out the phone and looked at the call from'Mai'. He answered the phone suspiciously and spoke very fluent Japanese." Maiyang, are you off work?"

"Well, after work, Sa Yuri and I are going to eat together. I want to ask you, don't you have to make reservations for top sushi restaurants two months in advance? Is there any faster way?" How to make reservations to top restaurants faster? In fact, many Japanese people don’t know. Under normal circumstances, they are honest telephone appointments. Some stores are open for appointments after two months, and the rigorous personality of the Japanese makes them only abide by the appointments after two months.

If you are a glutton in the gastronomy world, let's talk about it differently. Many top restaurants have reserved places for their regular customers, and they don't need to make special reservations. However, Mai has not yet reached the level of gourmet food, 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 what Mai wonders about?

She didn't know what kind of way Zhang Ping'an used to make the appointment, but she called to try her luck? Or is there any secret to booking a top restaurant?

Because Zhang Ping'an is good at Japanese, he adopted the mode of calling and casting the net, and he called directly to ask the store if there are any seats available today. This one does not exist, just change another one. There will always be one that will return after the appointment, and Zhang Ping'an can make it up at this time. Of course, there is the easiest way, which is also Zhang Pingan’s answer to Shiraishi Mai "Quick reservation? You can try to make a reservation for tomorrow’s hotel today, and leave a message to the hotel concierge when you make a reservation for the hotel’s occupancy information, and let them book you for you. Restaurants where you want to dine. More than 80% of the hotels can make reservations for you."

After hearing Zhang Pingan’s suggestion, Mai Shiraishi said in surprise, "Hey? Hotel? Would you like to stay in a hotel for one night for a meal?"

Zhang Ping’an responded, “This is the fastest way. Of course, you can also try to call a different sushi restaurant and ask if there is a temporary seat? If you are lucky, a temporary seat will appear. Is that what you call? "

Mai Shiraishi nodded and said, "Well, I got off work early today, so I was thinking of going to eat some high-end sushi, but I went to several restaurants and didn't receive it temporarily. Also, I want to say a happy new year to you. Isn't your Chinese New Year? Are you there yet?"

Mayi Shiraishi’s main reason for making this call is to say "Happy New Year", right? Because she heard Zhang Ping'an say that the true New Year for Chinese people only starts after the ‘Spring Festival’, rather than the new year when the new calendar comes. So seeing that the Chinese New Year was approaching, she followed the appointment and called in advance to wish Zhang Ping An.

Listening to the last sentence, Zhang Ping’an felt Shiraishi Mai’s intention. He smiled and responded, “Yes, the Chinese New Year is coming. Some time ago I read the news. Aman opened a new store in Tokyo. You can take it with you. Sha Youli went to feel that the newly opened top hotel should be easily successful in restaurant reservations."

"Well, I know, I will ask Sha Yuri to go, then I won't bother you."

Zhang Ping'an responded, "Okay, I will be eating now." Actually, it only needs to understand her intentions.

After hanging up the phone, Mrs. Zhang said with a smile, "If your English level is as high as Japanese, it would be nice. Take the time to learn English. After all, the population using Japanese is very small."

Zhang Pingan’s English is indeed not very good, but he forcefully said quibblely, "I can speak Korean, but I am also a three-language."

Mother Zhang stared at Zhang Ping An, and then whispered softly, "Will it be useful? The combined population of the two countries is less than half the United States, let alone people who speak English."

Although the queen spoke softly, the lethality of the words was not so strong. Korean and Japanese are niche languages. Only English and Huaxia can be used in a wider range of balls.

Zhang Ping'an suddenly said, "My people, Ingrid, thief!"

The queen was amused by Zhang Ping's sudden sentence, covering her mouth and laughing, because it was embarrassed to laugh at the dinner table. Then she rolled her eyes in an instant, and turned towards Father Zhang, "This is what you can't live up to!!"

Father Zhang was suddenly suppressed by the Queen, and he could only vent his anger towards the better bully Zhang Ping’an, "You bastard~~!!!"

Zhang Pingan immediately said to his father, "Boss Zhang, demeanor, demeanor!!"

"Beat you, don't be polite." After saying this, Zhang's father continued, "Learn English well for Lao Tzu, and then find me a wife who can speak English."

"No need for next year, I will bring an English-speaking person back this year. Um, I can actually bring an English-speaking person when I go out tonight."

Father Zhang immediately stared, "Little bastard, the wings are stiff? How to speak to you Lao Tzu?"

"Learn to learn, call my personal English teacher soon."

Father Zhang looked at Zhang Ping'an in confusion and said, "Do you still have a private English teacher?"

"My girlfriend, Korean American."

"Um" Father Zhang looked at his wife, then turned to look at Zhang Pingan, who was peeling hairy crabs attentively, only to sigh in the end.

After the meal, Zhang Ping'an rarely returned to his home. Aunt Li went to clean up his room for him, while Zhang Ping'an lay on the sofa in the living room watching TV boredly. Mother Zhang also sat in the living room and watched TV with her son once in a while. I don't know how many years I haven't seen such a thing. It is very warm, warm and plain.

Zhang Ping’an spent the night at home. When he woke up in the morning, his parents had already left the house and went to work. After he went downstairs, Aunt Li brought out breakfast, soy milk, steamed buns, eggs, and fried dough sticks. Aunt Li said with a smile "There is porridge, do you want to have porridge?"

"No, just this one is good." Zhang Ping An was eating breakfast. Aunt Li stood by and watched Zhang Ping's meal while asking, "Will you come back for dinner at night?"

"I won’t be back today. Today is a company group visit. I will go to the hotel to stay. Tomorrow I will go to Seoul. There are still a lot of jobs waiting for me to deal with. The preparations will be completed before the Spring Festival. I will come back during the Spring Festival."

Aunt Li looked at Zhang Ping'an kindly and said, "Okay. In a blink of an eye you have your own business."

Because Zhang Ping'an was grown up by Aunt Li and others when he was a child. She was almost 40 years old when she was working at home. She has been working here for 20 years. Now that she has reached the age of retirement, Zhang Pingan only knows that she is divorced and that the child is being raised by the husband. I don't know the specifics, and he has not inquired about it.

"Aunt Li, you have worked hard all these years."

Aunt Li smiled and said, "It's not hard work. Your parents are kind people and treat me very well. Speaking of which, I also thank your family. Forget it at the beginning, and don't mention what happened back then."

In a blink of an eye, three steamed dumplings, an egg, a bowl of soy milk, Zhang Pingan bit a half of the fried dough sticks and said, "I'm done, then I'll leave."

"Go home often when you have time."

"I know." Zhang Pingan waved his hand, took two tissues and left. When he went out to look at the garage, the fireworks were still there, and then he took out the phone and called Didi, because there were very few taxis here.

Sit on Didi at the entrance of Tan Palace and set off toward Pudong Tomson First Product. Zhang Pingan was very sporty. The driver thought Zhang Pingan was a passerby who came to visit the top villa at Tan Palace. There were no small talks on the road, but Zhang Ping'an held a cell phone and kept communicating with the company's people.

The person in charge of the company said that they have already contacted some major anchors, and they are all top traffickers with at least 10,000 people on weekdays. The ‘10,000’ here is not filled with water, but this is definitely a terrifying number.

Specifically, how many anchors will be present today, it is not possible to make statistics now, at least it will increase to three tables (30 people) first. Zhang Ping'an directly opened his mouth to prepare five tables, because maybe an anchor came with his "companion"?

Back home, Zhang Ping'an stood on the balcony of the room and looked at the weather today, which was a bit gloomy. However, it seems that it will not rain, which is a blessing in misfortune.

Looking at the scenery on the Bund, Zhang Pingan thought, would it be a more beautiful place to watch fireworks during the Spring Festival? But I quickly dispelled the idea that this kind of community may not be allowed to set off, after all, there are so many commercial streets around. And maybe the government wants to set off fireworks on the Huangpu River?

Boredly lying on the balcony and blowing the wind for a while, Zhang Pingan retracted into the room. He stood in front of the mirror and looked at his sportswear~www.wuxiaspot.com~It seemed that it was not suitable for the occasion of the night. Most of the cloakrooms are sportswear. 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, and he had to buy a dress suitable for tonight. Because the IFC is behind the block, there is no need to drive to go out.

As I set off toward the National Financial Center, I wondered what is appropriate to wear tonight? Is it formal? Or is it casual wear?

Just as Zhang Ping'an was about to reach the entrance of the IFC, a man was broadcasting live with his mobile phone. This is the first time Zhang Pingan has seen someone doing outdoor work, but he doesn't know which platform it is. Although their platform was the first mobile phone to open live broadcast, since then, everyone has accelerated their pace to keep up.

After seeing Zhang Pingan, the man who was broadcasting was so excited that he yelled, "Ge Er An, Ge Er An. Wow, IFC actually captured Ge Er alive!"

Zhang Pingan stared at the anchor's interface at a glance that was different from the one he was using, so he said "Don't shoot me." After leaving this sentence, Zhang Pingan walked towards the IFC.

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