Chapter Seventy-Seven: Kyoto (Ask for Recommendation)
"Hey, Chef Zhang is worthy of being a magnanimous person, contemptible Song Chengde, come here to eat in the future, you say hello in advance, I will definitely arrange it properly for you, and there will never be this situation today!"
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is worthy of being a member of the Song family, and sure enough, like Song Hai, they are all little experts in sycophancy.
Zhang Shan took the business card a little speechlessly.
"Okay, I won't bother the two of you, use it slowly!"
After Song Chengde left, Lin Xuan said unhappily, "Okay, Zhang Shan, it's only been a few days, and I've become Mr. Song's spokesperson outside!" ā
"Nothing."
Zhang Shan hurriedly explained, "He misunderstood, I don't know Song Qi at all." ā
"Really?" Lin Xuan frowned, a little disbelieving.
"Really, really, more than pearls."
Zhang Shan waved his hand, "Hurry up and eat shrimp, this Arctic ice shrimp has just thawed and been sliced into sashimi, the taste is extremely delicious, and it has a hint of sweetness, and the dipping sauce is particularly delicious." ā
"Hey, hey."
Maybe because of the food, maybe because she got the answer she wanted, Lin Xuan happily picked up a shrimp and ate it.
Such superb sashimi is rarely eaten even at ordinary RB restaurants.
Although this meal was full of twists and turns, because of the delicious seafood, Lin Xuan still had a bulging stomach and couldn't walk.
"This red wine is so delicious, it's a pity if you don't drink it."
Lin Xuan wrapped the remaining red wine in her arms, looked at Zhang Shan, and said with a regretful face.
Zhang Shan shook his head and smiled, "I still have to drive you back, how can I drink, by the way, the car key is given to you, I will have a plane tomorrow morning, and the car will not be able to drive, you can keep it and drive it, it is convenient to commute to work." ā
After taking the key, Lin Xuan seemed to feel a strong concern, and then the wine, she muttered and muttered, "Zhang Shan......"
"What's wrong?"
Zhang Shan replied, seeing that she didn't speak for a long time, he glanced sideways.
I saw Lin Xuan leaning on the car seat half-drunk and half-conscious, with the pouring of moonlight, her beautiful eyes were like water, her white and tender little face, her cheekbones were slightly red, like a small apple, and her pink lips were slightly pursed, which looked very attractive.
It turned out that Sister Xuan was so drunk and so beautiful.
Subconsciously, Zhang Shan wanted to move forward, but at this moment, there was a sudden rush of horn sounds.
"Ah, be careful!"
Zhang Shan hurriedly turned around and happened to see a car passing by, so frightened that he hurriedly hit the steering wheel to avoid it.
Seeing that the danger had passed, Lin Xuan's wine was also half frightened awake, thinking of the charm just now, he was a little ashamed, "You...... Hurry up and concentrate on driving! ā
Zhang Shan shook his head, smiled bitterly, and had no choice but to continue driving.
When he arrived in the corridor, Zhang Shan thought of the scene in the car just now, looked at Lin Xuan's seductive figure, and his mouth was a little dry, "What, Sister Xuan, you drank too much, or I will go to your house to help you." ā
Lin Xuan was so ashamed that her face became pink, but fortunately she had her back to her, "I...... I'm fine! ā
After speaking, he hurriedly ran into the house and closed the door, as if he was really afraid of Zhang Shan rushing in.
Zhang Shan was cute for a few seconds, and then returned home.
In the early morning of the next day, Zhang Shan packed up his things and went out, and glanced at Lin Xuan's security door opposite, she didn't come to see me off, probably because she was too embarrassed last night.
Didn't think too much about it, went downstairs and took a taxi to the airport.
At the same time, upstairs, Lin Xuan stood behind the window and looked at Zhang Shan, who was carrying his luggage below, pursing his lips.
When he arrived at the airport, Zhang Shan didn't expect that Song Qi and Han Li would come to see him off.
"Mr. Song, Brother Han, it's too troublesome to see me off so early."
Han Li smiled, "Where, we finally have someone in our back kitchen who participated in the national cooking competition, can I cheer you on!" ā
Zhang Shan smiled and said that he would definitely come on.
As for Song Qi, the red lips repeatedly opened and closed, closed and opened, and seemed to want to speak and stop.
When Zhang Shan finished taking the ticket and entered the boarding gate, she finally couldn't help it and shouted, "Zhang Shan!" ā
Zhang Shan turned around, "What's the matter, Mr. Song?" āć
Song Qi's cold eyes rarely showed a hint of tenderness, "If you have something to do in Kyoto, call me!" ā
"Don't worry!" Zhang Shan waved his hand and entered the boarding gate.
And just when he was about to turn off the plane and get on the plane, a text message suddenly came out of his mobile phone, it was Lin Xuan.
"Have a nice trip, come back sooner than the finish!"
You're still worried about me, hehe!
Zhang Shan replied with an "An", immediately turned off his mobile phone, and boarded the plane.
Kyoto, I'm coming!
Bingcheng and Kyoto are both in the north of China, and the distance between the two is not too far, and the plane arrived at its destination in less than two hours.
After getting off the plane, someone had already erected a white sign at the entrance of the airport, with the four big characters "Mr. Zhang Shan" written on it, and it was estimated that it should be someone from Zhao Tongxingyi Media.
"Hello, I'm Zhang Shan."
Zhang Shan walked over and smiled.
The latter stretched out his hand first, "Hello, I'm Liu Yun from Xingyi Media's artist agency, you can call me Xiao Liu, Mr. Zhao arranged for me to entertain you well, let's go now!" ā
Saying that, Liu Yun helped Zhang Shan with the suitcase, ran to the front and led the way, I have to say that Zhao Tong is still very good at doing things.
Zhang Shan got in the car, and along the way, Liu Yun acted as a tour guide and told him about Kyoto's urban construction, cultural attractions, etc., in general, similar to the previous life.
Zhang Shan worked as a food editor in Kyoto for more than ten years, and this revisit to the old place can be regarded as a special taste.
The two of them arrived at the hotel first.
Liu Yun explained, "Brother Shan, you are tired of traveling, take a short rest first, Mr. Zhao is in a meeting now, he has already arranged a place at noon, and I will pick you up when the time comes." ā
"Okay, don't be so polite."
Zhang Shan smiled and nodded.
At noon, Zhao Tong called him and greeted him.
Subsequently, Liu Yun came up to pick up Zhang Shan, went around a few times, and came to a restaurant, the name is quite atmospheric, "Huguo Temple"!
As the name suggests, the decoration is ancient, two stone lions are placed at the door, and the gate is rebuilt with red lacquered wooden boards, which looks very atmospheric.
Walking into the hotel, there are also gray stone walls and mahogany pillars, and the waitress is wearing a short red cheongsam, which looks very beautiful.
Zhao Tong booked a private room on the second floor, and as soon as he entered the door, he had already walked to the door, and said with a smile: "Oh, Zhang Shan, I originally wanted to go downstairs to pick you up, but I didn't expect this to come, haha!" ā
Although it is polite, Zhao Tong does not feel pretentious, Zhang Shan also smiled, "Mr. Zhao has a heart, I am a junior, how can I work for you to go downstairs." ā
After taking a seat, Zhao Tong handed over the menu to Zhang Shan.