Rebirth of Jinse Nianhua

At 2013:2 p.m. on February 9, [-], Beijing time, on a direct flight from City B International Airport to Tokyo Narita Airport, it was only a quarter of an hour before the plane took off. I had just entered the stratosphere and started flying smoothly, but I felt like Being abruptly dragged into another irrelevant world by someone, the whole person is slumped in the seat like a puddle of mud, listless, and no one wants to talk to him.

This year's Spring Festival, my sister finally decided to bring the whole family back to Japan.First, since our parents passed away, our two siblings have no relatives in City B; second, after the Spring Festival, the Ferry Lacquerware Association and Fanji Lacquerware will hold a grand new product launch event in Tokyo. Before that, there are still many early plans There is a lot of preparation to be done, and my sister is a hands-on character at work, so I have to go there in advance anyway; third, as the new mistress of the Asai family, it is really necessary for my sister to take time out of her busy schedule to go back in front of everyone. Show your face.

I didn't want to call Song Yu before boarding the plane and tell him that I was going to fly to Tokyo soon, but I couldn't control the hand holding the phone, so I dialed the string of numbers that I had already known by heart .

The phone was picked up quickly, and Song Yu was probably still busy with some urgent project in the office, because not only his voice but also the sound of fast typing on the keyboard came through the phone, I almost Song Yu's invisible hands dancing on the computer keyboard can be seen through the radio waves.

I fully believe that Song Yu has dual-purpose and can do both things very good, but this fool who only knows how to overdraw his body still makes me feel distressed. As long as I am not around to watch, he will only What he insisted on doing to the end was to hurt his body as much as he wanted for his work.

After threatening someone not to work so hard, I hung up the phone in a hurry, lest the more I talked, the more I couldn't bear it, the more I talked, the more my head became hot, and in the end I would go all out and disclose my relationship with Song Yu to the world.

After a four-hour flight, the plane arrived at Narita Airport at exactly [-]:[-] p.m. Tokyo time. Asai’s family sent a car to pick us up at the airport early. Obviously, only one car was enough, but a whole world-class fleet arrived. The car that guarded us back and forth drove all the way back to the Asai family's mansion.

The Asai family's mansion is located in the suburbs of Tokyo. It is a mansion full of Japanese characteristics that is completely different from the modern style of the urban area. Yes, it is really a mansion.

Although I have heard about Hirohiko Asai's wealth and background for a long time, I was a little surprised when I saw it.A hundred years ago, the Asai family made their fortune by making lacquerware, and the industry they set foot in afterwards was also very successful. Although the industry is not as large as the three big conglomerates of Asian business giants in City B, it is still enough to stand out from the crowd. As the leader of this generation, Asai People, it's no wonder that there is such a big fight to connect a machine.

Of course, if the Asai family is rich, it is rich. This does not prevent me from adapting to the various customs and habits of the Yamato people in Japan. Especially for this kind of rich family, there are so many rules, just eat when you eat. , each person has to sit upright on a cushion, not make a sound when eating, and cannot be seen when drinking, and has to raise his sleeves to cover his face. People who have to chew each bite for more than [-] times can swallow it (⊙o⊙)...

I ate a few mouthfuls perfunctorily, and I was ready to retreat. I was not curious at all about how my sister could keep kneeling and enjoying herself. I just wanted to escape from this big house that didn’t even have a bed.

"Sister Wooden Man~" He poked his sister's waist quietly, and asked in a pitiful whisper, "Can I apply to stay in a hotel in the city for the few days I'm staying in Japan?"

My sister must have thought that I was playing childish temper again, so she lowered her voice and said, "What kind of hotel are you staying at? Staying at home!"

"This is not my home." He was so wronged that he could only mutter in a low voice, not even daring to speak loudly in other people's homes.

"What's wrong with Tongtong?" Asai also noticed that something was wrong with me, and asked with concern.

When the family members spoke, everyone in the room stopped eating tacitly and looked in my direction.

Being stared at by more than a dozen pairs of curious eyes of foreigners, I felt almost the same as the attention of everyone. I moved to my sister with some embarrassment, waved my hands and shook my head again and again.

"Is the food not to your liking?" Asai's temper was really good.

"Leave him alone, he's having a childish temper with me again." My sister hugged me by the shoulder, whispered in my ear to tell me to understand the general situation, and smiled at everyone, trying to dilute the topic as soon as possible.

I pursed my mouth in the shadows, trying my best to express my dissatisfaction, but I didn't dare to do anything wrong, so as not to be repaired by my sister.

After the meal, everyone dispersed, and before my sister was ready to give me a lesson, I ran away in desperation.

I am unfamiliar with the place, and what I long for most is to meet a bosom friend who can understand me. The appearance of Hirai Asai is a surprise, although his English pronunciation is as ridiculous as his father's Chinese pronunciation.

"How do you know that I don't want to live here?" He asked with his mouth, and he hurriedly snatched the five-star hotel room card donated by his nephew in his hand.

Asai Heiyi smiled gently, not a reassuring smile on his handsome face: "I noticed that you are not used to the customs of our Yamato nation when I was eating just now. In fact, I am not used to sleeping on hard tatami mats, either. The bed in the hotel is comfortable to sleep in." His eyes turned to the tightly squeezed room card in my hand, "I have rented out this room for a long time. When my father is not at home, I basically live in the hotel, especially the one who recommends this hotel." Pilaf, but remember to call it RoomService, otherwise eating pilaf will ruin the image.”

"Nephew, you are so naughty, you are so obedient and obedient." I laughed at him and said this sentence in Chinese on purpose.

Asai Heiyi obviously didn't understand, he tilted his head and asked me, "What?"

"Nowhatnowhat." I was amused by this nominal nephew who was seven years older than me, waving my hands and making bad sentences in English indiscriminately.

Asai Heiyi didn't react for a while, but after seeing the playful expression on my face, he finally laughed like crazy with me.

Of course, Hirai Asai drove me to the hotel after getting permission from his stepmother, my sister Ruan Jifeng. Knowing how to do it can satisfy your desire to eat finger food without ruining the glorious image of the president of Tangtang Ferry Lacquer Ware.

2014-06-30

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