season sakura story

I worked part-time in the hotel for the next few days. Zhou Zhu, the restaurant where I worked, found out that the proprietress there knew something about my family, so she recommended me to a hotel with a higher salary, or to accept foreigners.I thought about it and agreed.

On weekends, I am still busy in the hotel.The manager came to me, "There is a guest in a private room, go over and say hello, and replace Qian Cang." "Okay."

I pushed open the door of that private room, and at a glance I saw Keigo Atobe sitting on the seat with a confident look on his face. Sure enough, it was almost the same as the image in the anime, and the tear mole was particularly conspicuous and enchanting.

He bent down and said "excuse me" to the guests in the private room, then walked to where Qian Cang was, changed shifts with her, stood beside them, ready to serve at any time.

The scale of this hotel is very large, not only for accommodation, but also for meals, business meetings, etc.It can be seen that Keigo Atobe came out with his father to discuss business.The other party is a Chinese, please ask for a Japanese translator, and they will discuss in Japanese.I listened to their conversation silently. After talking for a while, the Japanese translator seemed a little uncomfortable, but he insisted on trying to settle the matter.

I went to his side and said in Japanese: "Sir, you are not feeling well, I will arrange someone to take you to rest first." His boss noticed that the Japanese translator was covering his stomach with his hand and said in Chinese: "Go down and rest first." Then he nodded to me.I said to him in Chinese: "I will find a doctor to see him." There are some doctors in the hotel in case of emergencies.

I said to another waiter in Japanese: "Take him to the hotel room to rest, and then find a doctor to show him."

The Chinese boss asked me after seeing that I had finished the arrangement, "Do you speak Chinese?"

"Proficient." I answered briefly.

"Hahaha..." The boss laughed at my straightforwardness and lack of humility. "Today we are going to finish the negotiation of this contract, and then we will find another translator to spend time. You can do it."

"I have to pay the same salary as that translator. If it is lower, I won't do it."

"well."

So I started translating for them.Generally, bosses will find their own company's translators for outside business talks, in case they lose their profits due to language translation problems.It seems that I deliberately interrupted when they were at a disadvantage to get this boss interested, but I also admire his guts to hand over the translation to a stranger.

Although I deliberately interrupted their talks at important places, I have to say that the Chinese boss is a very capable person, and he bounced back after a short breath.They come and go, not giving in to each other.My ability is still too immature. Although I learned business English at university and knew some business, it was based on books after all. I came here for no reason when I just graduated. I have never experienced this kind of direct business talks, so I will not do it later. There is no chance for me to play tricks, so I just translate honestly.

But as a translator, I'm still pretty good.

After the work is done and I get the pay I deserve, I continue to be my waiter.After the business was negotiated, the Chinese businessman left the private room to see his sick employee, and the others also left. Keigo Atobe and his father, Gentleman Atobe, changed to a private room for afternoon tea. I was still in the room. Serve.Gentleman Atobe said to me, "Go out first."

Mr. Atobe watched me lead the door out, then turned to look at Keigo Atobe who was sitting opposite him, "This girl is a little smart and capable."

"Hmm."

"Which places are you talking about?" Atobe gentleman looked at his son and asked.

"On the surface, he cared about the interpreter's body, but the timing of interrupting the speech was too ingenious. When it should be high-profile, he was very humble and gentle when he got the opportunity."

"Then why do you think she did this?"

"Take your chance; don't offend anyone and keep your hotel job."

Gentleman Atobe is very satisfied with his son's analytical ability. No matter what he asked him to do since he was a child, he has never disappointed his father.

With warmth in his eyes, he said to his son in a flat tone, "She has good translation skills. You can consider ordinary business meetings."

"Yeah." Atobe answered casually, looking down at the teacup in his hand.But there is a hint of appreciation and interest in the eyes hidden by eyelashes.This is not because of the attraction of the opposite sex. Although the other party is very beautiful and has an indifferent temperament that is deeply rooted in his bones, it makes people unable to take his eyes off, but Atobe has met many people, both beautiful and temperamental, and he is not interested in one person. It's purely an instinctive reaction to encountering a smart person.

I was about to hand over the shift, and the manager said someone was looking for me.I went over and saw Keigo Atobe standing there casually.

I stood in front of him, waiting for him to speak.

He seemed to be waiting for me to ask a question, not ready to speak first.

I looked up at him, "You want to hire me?"

His astonishment was only in the blink of an eye, and he immediately returned to his casual expression, but there was a desire to win in his eyes, "Yeah."

After saying this word, there is a tendency to stop talking and look at me, waiting for my question.

I have no intention of playing this kind of commercial psychological warfare with him. It is a waste of time for me.I got straight to the point: "Your business talks in this hotel, if I was working at the time, it's fine. Other times and places are free of discussion. The price is based on the normal translation. I have something to do, so I'm leaving first."

He probably didn't expect me to be so straightforward. I used to behave like I was trying to get money, but now I am so free and easy.

"Oda Jisakura?" The waiter's name tag was on the hotel waiter's clothing.

"Well, my name." After I finished speaking, I left without looking back.

Keigo Atobe caressed the mole at the corner of his eye, the corner of his mouth slightly turned up, "Interesting." But it's too serious, people who are not qualified to be noble are stupid.

The next day I reported to Bingdi, and the teacher took me to the No. 1 of Group A of the first year in the advanced department. I was very puzzled, "Teacher, didn't you say that you were No. 2 in Group B of the first year?"

"Your grades are very good, so I changed them temporarily." The students in group A No. 1 were born in either rich or noble families, with good academic performance and comprehensive development. There has never been a student in my situation assigned to this kind of class. matter.But I know that I can't ask anything now, so I didn't say anything more.

Standing on the podium, I glanced at the crowd in the class, and found that Keigo Atobe and Yushi Ninata were both in this class.She lowered her head to hide the thoughts in her eyes, and then raised her head with ice on her face: "Oda Jiying."

After speaking, I looked at the teacher.She didn't expect my self-introduction to be so short. "Tell me about your previous experience or hobbies."

I didn't answer directly.

The teacher was also embarrassed, so he pointed to a seat and said to me, "You can sit there."

I looked up at the seat, surrounded by Keigo Atobe, my first reaction was that there must be a lot of trouble sitting there. "Teacher, I won't sit there."

"why?"

"can not see."

The teacher looked at it, and there were boys sitting in front. Compared with them, I really couldn't see the blackboard because of my size.

"Then you and..." I looked at the direction the teacher was pointing to, and estimated that the seats arranged were still around Atobe Keigo and the others, so I said quickly, "I want to sit in the first row."

It seemed unexpected that the teacher's words would be interrupted, so I asked in a slightly sincere tone, "Is that okay?"

The teacher didn't want to cause extra problems, so he arranged me in the leftmost place in the first row.

I looked around, "It's still a corner, as long as no one comes to disturb you."

When the get out of class was over, Renzu teased Atobe: "Does that new girl despise us? Or, do you despise you?"

"Who knows." Atobe said lazily, leaning on the chair.

Two weeks passed in a blink of an eye. During that time, apart from Tomo Hayakawa who always came to see me every day, and Zhou Zhu who came a few times, life was very peaceful.The students in this class have good upbringing and perfect social etiquette, and they can't make mistakes or blend in. For me, it's just right. As for how they arrange behind the scenes, it's out of my concern.

But the girl has an inexplicable hostility towards me, which I can really feel, especially when Hayakawa Tomo and Zhou Zhu came to me.

"Then I'm going back."

I didn't say anything, but gave Zhou Zhu my bus card, "I don't like to owe people things."

Once I went to a place a little far away, and I didn’t have enough money in the card, so Zhou Zhu helped me to swipe it.

"You found out that I have no money in my bus card. You are so careful. Then I will accept it. I will pay you back next time I come over."

"You don't have to come here again, and you don't have to pay back, it's annoying."

"It's really sad." Zhou Zhu complained.

I ignored him and he said "goodbye" to me and went back.I happened to meet Atobe at the door, and Atobe stopped him, "You are so frequent. Do you like her?"

"Just thought it was fun."

"Do you need us to take care of her for you?" Renzu smiled like a fox.

"No need, she will take care of herself." Turning around, waving her hands back, "See you later."

When eating at noon that day, I couldn't help but asked Atobe: "Is there anything special about Oda Jiying? Why can't I see it. Zhou Zhu is a very black-bellied bear. Why do you favor her?" So good? And her brother, she has never given a good face to these two people, and sometimes even treats them as nothing, so how do they manage to come to her again and again? "

Ninzuzu kept thinking, and Atobe was annoyed by the recitation, so he said: "Indifference, self-satisfaction." Then he ordered Ninzuzu: "Shut up."

Renzu was quiet for a while, and then started again, "I'm really curious now, do you think I should go close to her and observe?"

Atobe glanced at him, "boring."

When driving home in the evening, Atobe had a rare thought about Oda Jisakura.The last time my father asked me to find her about hiring her as an interpreter for a simple business meeting, she really just said a few words in the hotel that time, and then she acted like nothing happened.It seems that the person who lacks money and work is not her at all.She is very indifferent to many things and doesn't pay attention to them. The girls in the class deliberately talk about her family background and famous brands in front of her. She is indifferent, has no inferiority complex, and even has no other expressions. It came out clearly, making others feel that their minds seemed to be penetrated, and she mocked their behavior like watching a play.But sometimes she cared very much. Atobe once saw her apologizing to a customer with her own eyes. It was really a low profile to put herself in the dust.

But when she turned around, her face immediately returned to indifference.When she saw herself and found that her embarrassment was seen by others, there was still no other expression on her face, no shame, no embarrassment, only indifference.

This kind of calmness and calmness is probably because there is no one or anything that really cares about.

Or in other words, isolate all the people and things that can disturb her peace and indifference, wrap herself in a disguise, and block others.

"It's really interesting to have a crack in the disguise, Zhou Zhu."