Chapter 295: The Second Coming to the Sushi House
After a hungry day, after coming out of the Splendid Cloth Shop, Coriander could fill her stomach at any of the snack vendors on Hing Wing Road, and she was going to do this, but suddenly her mind moved, and she decided to go to the sushi house in Ku Zhiqiu.
Since she was invited by Sora Chi Aki for the first time, Coriander has never been to the sushi house, and since then, she has rejected Sora Chi Aki's invitation several times under the pretext of various reasons.
It always felt like she was deliberately avoiding him.
After careful consideration, Cilana felt that it was better to have a lukewarm attitude towards this Japanese man.
She was a little concerned about what Jiang Yingxue had said before-
In Jiang Yingxue's previous life, Kong Zhiqiu got his wish and ascended to the position of president of the Shanghai Chamber of Commerce, and against the Rongji Chamber of Commerce, the three Rongji were forced into a desperate situation one by one.
Now things have changed a little, and the position of the president of the Shanghai Chamber of Commerce has passed by Kong Zhiqiu, and I don't know if he is dead, and I don't know if he regards the Rongji Chamber of Commerce as a thorn in the flesh that does not remove unhappiness.
Going to a sushi house is not just to fill your stomach, Cilantro mainly wants to explore the attitude of Sora Zhiqiu.
Coriander took a flat round basket made of bamboo strips, and carried a bag of clothes, and entered the sushi house with a dazed face.
A kimono waitress dressed in cherry blossoms with cherry blossoms, her little feet wearing white socks on clogs quickly greeted the coriander with small steps, bowed deeply and rose halfway, slightly bent her upper body. This humble act stripped away the coldness of her beautiful face under her delicate geisha makeup.
"Miss Lin, welcome."
Cilana remembers that she was the waitress who had served her and Sora Chiaki last time. It seems to be called Miko.
She was surprised that Miko still remembered her, "I've been here once, and Miss Raumiko remembers it." β
Miko led the way in front, "Sorachi-sama specially instructed us that if Miss Lin comes, we must treat Miss Lin as if you were a guest. β
"Qiu Sang really has a heart."
"Miss Lin, please come here."
Did Kong Zhiqiu want to attack her and defeat Rong Ji? If this is the case, this Japanese man will inevitably look down on her too much.
Cilana follows Miko past two other waitresses dressed in the same way but different from Miko, and overhears them conversing in Japanese.
"Is this girl the guest that Sorachi-sama specially asked us to serve well?" One of the waitresses looked at the coriander. The heart is very unbalanced. Exchanged heads with the triangular-eyed maid next to him.
The corners of the triangular-eyed maid's pale lips teased a mocking smile, and her words had a sour taste of vinegar, "It's just a bean sprout, why did you get such an honor from Lord Sorachi!" β
Cilantro looked sideways at them. The cold afterglow in the corner of their eyes was facing them, with envy, jealousy, hatred, and a little secretly proud.
The two long-tongued women spoke ill of her in front of her. Bullying her for not understanding Japanese?
Miko turned to the two waitresses and scolded them in Japanese, "Don't go to work yet!" β
"Awesome something. Isn't it just that he has an ambiguous/ambiguous relationship with Lord Sorachi and is a foreman! β
"It's like, what's the big deal!"
The two waitresses muttered and complained to each other. If you don't want to, what should you do.
Miko's eyes were on fire, and the face under the plaster makeup seemed to be a little whiter.
Coriander said in a somewhat comforting tone, "Miss Miko is not easy. β
Miko's angry expression froze, and a touch of surprise gradually crept up in her beautiful eyes. Did this Miss Lin understand their conversation, or did she say such comforting words out of mere sympathy for her?
Miko takes Coriander to the same room where she dined with Sorachiaki last time.
Miko said, "This single room was also specially reserved for Miss Lin by Sorachi-sama. β
"Can I bring my friends here in the future?" As soon as the words came out, Coriander felt that she was a little bit of an inch.
"Of course you are welcome." Miko said without hesitation. She was able to give an answer so quickly, and she must have ordered it in advance.
Miko handed over the menu.
Coriander took the menu and looked at it, and was stunned for a moment, what Miko gave her was actually an all-Japanese menu.
She rolled her eyes slightly, and without a trace, she slanted towards Miko, who lowered her eyebrows and was pleasing to her eyes. Is this Japanese woman trying to test her?
She retracted her afterglow, put on a stupid look that she didn't know how to pretend to understand, and threw the menu to the corner of the table, propped her hands on the tatami behind her, and sat in a very casual posture, "What, just the last set meal, let's follow that." Finally, she added, "Don't drink." β
Miko's eyes moved slightly, and there was no big movement in a pair of jade hands, so she put the menu in the corner of the table in front of her lower abdomen.
"Miss Lin, wait a minute."
Miko threw herself out and knelt down to close the wooden lattice door, but did not close it completely, leaving a small slit the width of her index finger.
After a while, Coriander inadvertently saw several figures passing through the door.
They moved like the wind, passing by the door quickly. Coriander seemed to see a marquee, and before she could blink her eyes, the string of figures flickered and disappeared in front of her eyes, comparable to a goose passing without leaving a trace.
It's strange and strange that she didn't hear their footsteps!
Not long after those people passed, there was a sound of small footsteps in the aisle in front of the door, and a pink figure passed by the door without stopping. Looking at her figure, there is no doubt that it is Miko.
Cilana heard her footsteps stop abruptly, and felt Miko stop not far from the private room she was in, and listened to her whispering to someone.
She is not very proficient in Japanese, and if the other party can quickly say a long sentence in one breath, she may not be able to understand it all. Miko's voice is so small that even if the parsley grows a pair of downwind ears, it is difficult to hear clearly.
About a minute and a half later, there was a sound of clattering footsteps outside the door, along with the steady footsteps of a man.
These two footsteps stopped in front of the door of the private room.
In the next second, the wooden lattice door brush was opened.
See what's going on inside a single room. Sorachiaki and Miko were stunned for a moment. Because they see that the coriander is picking at her feet.
It's a bit awkward.
The foot-picking girl Coriander put her bare feet under the table, and her two hands full of sour smell were at a loss as to where to put them.
Sora Chiqiu whispered a word to Miko, and the latter took the order and left, bringing a wet towel and wiping Cilantro's hands after a while.
Kong Zhiqiu sat squarely opposite the coriander, holding his knees with both hands, bending his upper body, bowing solemnly, and apologizing to her, "Miss Lin." I'm really sorry - I apologize to my staff for being disrespectful to you. β
Coriander waved her hand. I don't mind at all, "I know a little bit of Japanese, but I don't really understand what your staff is saying." If you don't understand, you should treat them as if they were putting - cough cough. Anyway, Qiusang doesn't have to be so worried. I don't care. Qiusang treated me as a guest, but mistakenly thought that I was concerned about this little thing, so that Qiusang misunderstood. I don't want to go. β
"ThatβI'm not restrained in front of Miss Lin anymore." Kong Zhiqiu changed to a casual sitting position, one leg cross-legged and the other bent, one arm resting on the knee of the bent leg, and his wheat-colored chest loomed in the slightly open placket.
Coriander looked at her nose and nose, and couldn't bear to look at the beautiful scenery on the other party's chest.
Aside from the prejudices on the side, from the perspective of the opposite sex, Coriander admits that the appearance of the man in front of her is undoubtedly outstanding.
"Miss Lin, I heard you say just now, do you know Japanese?"
"A little bit, at least when someone says 'stupid' in front of me, I can still understand it." Coriander said in a half-joking tone again, "The Chinese people are almost your Japanese, how to mix up if you don't know a little Japanese these days, this is the way to survive, the way to survive." β
Kong Zhiqiu raised his eyebrows slightly, faintly proud. He did not take this sentiment too far, "If the Chinese people are as open-minded as Miss Lin, and those armies that are inseparable from our Japanese Empire under the guise of 'resisting aggression' give up their stubborn resistance, then Greater East Asia will be a beautiful scene of common prosperity." β
Put your mother's stinky shit! The country of small projectiles also dares to covet the territory of their Great Chinese Clan! The old lady said that to tease you, you dog is serious!
Coriander was unhappy, but she didn't show it. If she tore her face with this Japanese man here, I'm afraid she'll have to leave the sushi house sideways today.
"A woman's mind is simpler than a man's, what we yearn for is the ordinary life of a husband and a child, and the things of fighting and killing are too far away from us." Afraid that Kong Zhiqiu would be entangled in this topic, Coriander diverted the topic at the right time, "The president of the Shanghai Chamber of Commerce has a master, does Qiusang know?" β
At the mention of this, Kong Zhiqiu's face became a little ugly.
Looks like he knows.
Kong Zhiqiu's eyes were stained with a thick layer of anger, and he slammed his hand into a fist on the table. There was a "bang", and the tea set on the table also rattled.
He hurriedly apologized to Cilantro for his gaffe: "Miss Lin, I'm sorry, I shouldn't"
"Eh, it's normal for people to be angry." Coriander was secretly refreshed in her heart, but the tip of her heart jumped violently, and she suddenly realized-
Sora Zhiqiu is a businessman, and the last thing a businessman likes to do is to buy and sell at a loss. In order to get the position of president of the Shanghai Chamber of Commerce, he may have put a lot of effort into it, but in the end, he was cheaper than outsiders, and it is natural that he should be angry in his heart. But, will he really watch this position fall into the hands of others?
Cilantro remembered the ghostly figures that had passed by the door before, and now she felt that those people must be very skilled, otherwise she would not have heard their footsteps when they passed.
She wasn't sure that those people were Japanese ninjas, but at least she was sure that Sorachiaki must have taken some means to release them.
Kong Zhiqiu pressed his forehead with his slightly open five fingers to hide the gloomy color on his face.
Miko came to the cloth and put the sushi on the table with good appearance and good taste. Seeing that Sorachio's face was not good, she glanced at Coriander, and then expressed her concern to Sorachiaki in Japanese, "Sorachi-sama, are you okay?" β
Kong Zhiqiu waved his hand at her weakly.
Seeing Miko's slightly cold gaze on her again, Cilantro smiled at her chin and said to Kuchiqiu, who was holding back her anger, "Autumn Sang." Don't be upset, you see Miss Miko thinks I bullied you. β
Miko's face flushed slightly, and she lowered her eyes in a panic.
It was about to be angry, and Sorachi Qiu snorted Miko, "Miko! β
Miko Makoto was terrified, kneeling and taking a few steps backwards, pressing a pale face extremely low.
Coriander picked up her chopsticks, "Ahhhh Let's start first. β
said. She took a piece of sushi, stuffed it into her mouth, and after a few bites, a fierce momentum passed through her nose and eyes like a rocket to the sky, and jumped straight to her brain, almost forcing her snot and tears out. How much wasabi is put in this hand-held nori sushi roll!?
She thought of the two waitresses in the sushi room who were chewing the base of her tongue. Eighty percent of them used this prank against her.
Coriander glanced at Miko, who was shivering on the ground. They knew that this Japanese woman was their accomplice. Otherwise, this plate of seaweed sushi rolls would not have been placed in front of her so coincidentally!
These Japanese women are ruthless!
I noticed something strange about the coriander. Sora Chi Qiu showed concern, "Miss Lin, what's wrong?" β
Coriander coughed a few times. I poured a few sips of water and said, "It's okay, I'm in too much of a hurry to eat." β
Sorachiaki was called out by the Japanese samurai who often haunted him, and the two didn't know what they were talking about.
Miko was about to go out, but was called by coriander:
"Miko-san," Cilana pushed the plate of nori sushi rolls she had dipped in a lot of wasabi on the ground and in front of Miko, not to mention that she looked like she was feeding the dog, she was feeding the dog, "If you don't want me to tell your Sorachi-sama about your pranks, you can finish this plate of sushi for me now." β
Miko suddenly lifted her pale face, but saw Coriander smiling like an innocent child, and for a moment, as if she had an illusion, she saw a pair of demonic ears and wings growing on Coriander's head and back.
Miko has always understood that Sorachi-sama holds the power of life and death for these people, and now Coriander can pronounce their death sentence in front of Sorachi Aki with a word.
She silently picked up a sushi roll dipped in green mustard sauce and ate it one bite at a time.
Snot and tears had taken her heavy makeup, and she probably knew how ugly and embarrassed she was now, and when the first line of tears flowed, she raised her hand to cover her face with the sleeve of her kimono.
Coriander didn't have any sympathy for her, and said lightly: "If you really have shame, don't let go of the culprit who made you suffer, and teach them a good lesson for me." β
Hearing the sound of the wooden door being opened, Miko hid her face tighter, and she hid the plate of sushi in the sleeve of her kimono, turned around and ran out of Sorachiaki.
Sorachiaki knew that Miko had always been very well-behaved, and she was a little puzzled and dissatisfied with her out-of-control behavior at the moment, "Miko"
The words of reprimand came to his lips, but he saw that Miko ran away without a trace, and Sora Chiqiu didn't know how to continue talking for a while.
Coriander said to him earnestly: "Let her go, why should Qiusang be so strict with a little girl's family." Any girl who is blamed by someone she admires will feel a little unhappy in her heart, right? β
Kong Zhiqiu seemed to be in a good mood, so he didn't care about it anymore.
was called out by the Japanese samurai, and Sorachiaki's mood changed after he returned. This made Coriander have to wonder what was wrong.
Coriander can't ask, I know I can't ask for it. She and this Japanese man have not yet become that kind of close friend.
She glanced at the bag of clothes in the bamboo basket, and suddenly had an idea in her heart, hoping that it would be in time for a while.
Seeing her distracted, Kong Zhiqiu became suspicious, and stared at the bag of things in the bamboo basket for a while, "Did Miss Lin go shopping, what did you buy?" β
Coriander retracted the corner of her eyes and smiled gently at Kong Zhiqiu, "It's nothing, just a basket, a dress I made for a friend, and a few pieces of jewelry." β
Kong Zhiqiu stared at the bag of clothes, very curious, and seemed to recall something with empty eyes, "I remember the last time I met Miss Lin on the street, you also brought a large bag of clothes, and I couldn't see the appearance of those clothes at that time, and now I think about it a little regrettable."
Coriander raised the teacup and stopped his curiosity, "Eh, Qiusang, everyone is a businessman, so I don't need to explain more about business secrets." β
Kong Zhiqiu's face was full of helplessness, and he said softly in a slightly pleading tone: "Miss Lin, can't you make it convenient for me?" I really wanted to see what Ms. Lin's handmade clothes looked like. β
Coriander didn't answer the rhetorical question: "Interlaced and separated by mountains." Does Qiu-sang know what this sentence means? β
Seeing Kong Zhiqiu's confused face, she explained with a smile: "For example, I sell clothes, and you sell food." The things we sell are different, and the things we need to understand and learn are different. Although we are doing business in two different fields, but the sales concept is the same, in essence, our business is the same, since it is connected, it is half a peer, so there is a "peer like an enemy country" this sentence. β
There was a little apology in her smile, "Qiusang, don't blame me for being so protective of you." Actually, I'm scared, just because our cloth shop has not handled this aspect properly, and we have had some small problems with other companies recently."
Kong Zhiqiu was stunned by coriander, and he suddenly felt that even if he didn't intervene in the lawsuit between the Lin family brothers and sisters and Luo Jun at that time, with this girl's sharp teeth, eighty percent would not lose to Luo Jun.
"Is Miss Lin having trouble in her business?" He put on a look of being ready to be sent, "If you need my help, Miss Lin, please feel free to speak." β
Coriander could tell that Kong Zhiqiu was not being polite to her.
She smiled and declined, "This little thing doesn't need Qiu Sang to come out, you know that I like to challenge the most." β
As she spoke, she flew a playful glance at him.
Sora Chiqiu rubbed his thighs and laughed loudly. (To be continued.) )