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While Zhang Ping'an was eating hairy crabs, the phone in his pocket rang. He took out the phone and saw it was a call from 'Mai'. He answered the phone with confusion and spoke in very fluent Japanese: " Maiyan, are you off work?”

"Well, after get off work, Sayuri and I plan to go out for dinner together. I want to ask you, don't reservations at top sushi restaurants have to be made two months in advance? Is there any faster way?" How to make reservations at top restaurants faster? , in fact, many Japanese people don’t know it. Under normal circumstances, they are honest and make reservations by phone. Some stores only open reservations two months later. In addition, the Japanese people's rigorous character means that they can only keep reservations two months later.

If you are a gourmet in the food world, that’s a different story. Many top restaurants reserve seats for their regular customers, so they don't have to make reservations. However, Mai has not yet reached the level of a foodie, so she can only make reservations honestly. And every time Zhang Pingan arrives in Tokyo, he can make a reservation at a high-end restaurant. Is this something that Mai is very confused about?

She didn't know what kind of method Zhang Ping'an used to make the appointment. Was he trying his luck by calling? Or are there any secrets to making reservations at top restaurants?

Because Zhang Ping'an speaks good Japanese, he adopts the method of calling and casting a wide net. He calls the store directly to ask if there are any vacancies today. This one doesn't have it, just find another one. There will always be a company that cancels after making an appointment. At this time, Zhang Pingan can make up for it. Of course, there is the simplest way, which is Zhang Pingan's answer to Shiraishi Mai. "Can you make a quick reservation? You can try to make a reservation for tomorrow's hotel today. When making a reservation for the hotel check-in information, leave a message to the hotel concierge and ask them to book it for you." More than 80% of the restaurants you want to dine at can be booked for you. ”

After hearing Zhang Pingan's suggestion, Shiraishi Mai was surprised and said, "Huh? Hotel? Staying in a hotel for one night for a meal?"

Zhang Pingan responded, "This is the fastest way. Of course, you can also try calling different sushi restaurants to ask if there are temporary seats? With luck, temporary seats will appear. Is this what you called? "

Mai Shiraishi nodded and said, "Well, I got off work early today, so I thought about going to eat some high-end sushi, but I went to several restaurants and there was no temporary reception. And I also want to say Happy New Year to you. Isn't your Chinese New Year? Is it coming?"

Maybe the main reason why Shiraishi Mai made this call was to say 'Happy New Year', right? Because she heard Zhang Pingan say that for Chinese people, the real New Year begins after the Spring Festival, not when the New Year arrives. So as the Chinese Spring Festival was approaching, she took advantage of the pretext of making an appointment and called in advance to wish Zhang Pingan.

When Zhang Ping'an heard the last words, he felt Shiraishi Mai's intention. He smiled and responded, "Yes, the Chinese New Year is coming. I read the news some time ago and Aman opened a new store in Tokyo. You can take it with you Sayuri, let's go and experience it. The newly opened top hotel should be able to easily make reservations at the restaurant.

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"Well, I understand. I will ask Sayuri to go, so I won't disturb you."

Zhang Pingan responded, "Okay, I'm eating right now." In fact, it's enough to understand her intention.

After hanging up the phone, Mrs. Zhang smiled and said, "It would be great if your English level was as high as your Japanese level. Take the time to learn more English. After all, the number of people who speak Japanese is a minority."

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

Zhang's mother stared at Zhang Ping'an, then whispered, "Is it useful? The combined population of the two countries is less than half that of the United States, let alone the number of people who speak English."

Although the Queen spoke in a soft voice, the lethality of her words was not as strong as usual. Korean and Japanese are both niche languages. Only the combination of English and Chinese will have a wider range of use in the world.

Zhang Ping'an suddenly said, "We, English, are sneaking around!"

The queen was so amused by Zhang Ping'an's sudden words that she covered her mouth and laughed, because she was embarrassed to laugh loudly at the dinner table. Then she instantly rolled her eyes and turned towards Zhang's father, "This is your unworthy son!!"

Zhang's father was suddenly suppressed by the queen, and he could only vent his anger on Zhang Ping'an, who was more bullying, "You bastard~~!!"

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

"I'll beat you without showing grace." After saying this, Father Zhang continued, "Teach me English well, and then find me a wife who can speak English."

"No need for next year, I will bring someone who speaks English back this year. Well, actually I can bring someone who speaks English when I go out tonight."

Father Zhang immediately glared, "Little bastard, your wings are stiff? Are you talking to me like this?"

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

Father Zhang looked at Zhang Pingan in confusion and said, "Do you have a private English teacher?"

"My girlfriend is Korean-American."

"Uh." Father Zhang looked at his wife, then turned to look at Zhang Ping'an who was carefully peeling the hairy crabs, and finally he could only sigh.

After dinner, Zhang Pingan did not go back to his home for the first time. Aunt Li went to clean up his room for him, while Zhang Pingan lay on the sofa in the living room and watched TV boredly. And it was a rare occasion for Zhang's mother to sit in the living room and watch TV with her son. She had not seen such a thing for many years. It was very warm, warm and ordinary.

Zhang Pingan spent that night at home. When he woke up in the morning, his parents had already left home to go to work. When 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 some porridge?"

"No, this is pretty good." Zhang Pingan was eating breakfast. Aunt Li stood aside and watched Zhang Pingan eat while asking, "Will you come back for dinner tonight?"

"I won't be back today. Today is a company group meeting. After that, I will go to the hotel to stay. I have to go to Seoul tomorrow. There is still a lot of work waiting for me to deal with there. The main reason is that South Korea has a holiday for the Spring Festival, so a lot of work has to be done. It will be ready 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 will have your own career."

Because Zhang Pingan grew up under the watch of Aunt Li and others when he was a child. She was almost 40 years old when she came to work at home, and 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 her husband. He does not know the details. He has not inquired.

"Aunt Li, you have 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 which, I am also grateful to your family. Forget it at the beginning and don't mention what happened back then."

In the blink of an eye, three steamed buns, an egg, and a bowl of soy milk were eaten. Zhang Ping'an bit into half of the fried dough stick and said, "I'm done eating, so I'll leave first."

"Go home often when you have time."

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

I got on Didi at the entrance of Tan Palace and set off towards Pudong Tomson Yipin. Zhang Pingan was dressed very sporty, and the driver thought Zhang Pingan was a passerby who came to Tan Gong to see the top villas. There was no chatting on the way, just Zhang Ping'an holding his mobile phone and constantly communicating with people in the company about the group visit.

The person in charge of the company said that they have contacted some big anchors, and they are all top traffic people with at least 10,000 people on weekdays. The 'ten thousand' here is not filled with water, but it is definitely a terrifying number.

It is impossible to make statistics on how many anchors will be present today, but it will at least be increased to three tables (30 people). Zhang Ping'an directly asked to prepare five tables, because maybe an anchor would come with a 'company'?

After returning home, Zhang Pingan stood on the balcony of the room and looked at the weather today, which was a little gloomy. However, it looks like it won't rain, which is a blessing among misfortunes.

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

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

So Zhang Ping'an went shopping. He had to buy something suitable for tonight. Because the International Financial Center is behind the block, you don't need to drive at all when going out.

As we set off towards the International Finance Center, we were hesitating about what to wear tonight. Is it formal wear? Or do you mean casual wear?

Just when Zhang Ping'an was about to arrive at the entrance of the International Financial Center, a man was broadcasting live with his mobile phone. 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 to open live broadcast on mobile phones, since then everyone has accelerated their pace to catch up.

The man who was broadcasting the live broadcast was so excited after seeing Zhang Pingan that he shouted, "Brother An, Brother An. Wow, the International Financial Center actually captured Brother An alive!"

Zhang Pingan glanced at the anchor's interface, which was different from the one he used, so he said, "Don't shoot me." After saying this, Zhang Pingan walked towards the International Financial Center.

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