No matter what conspiracy the Japanese are playing behind the scenes, we should live this life and have to live it.
Zhou Sen started taking notes in the "forest" on Haicheng Street during the day. At noon, he went directly to the Ningxiang Pavilion and stayed there all afternoon.
Teach Axiang how to cook and make cakes, tease the little girl by the way, and tease Bai Yulan to enhance feelings and flirt.
Testing the edge of drama without breaking, it feels like stepping on a tightrope, which is quite exciting.
A three-point, two-line life where I only go home after dinner.
Jin Suying didn't bother her anymore, and her life was very pleasant.
Not two days had passed since the pleasant days. This morning, not long after Zhou Sen arrived at "Sen", Jin Suying came.
"Wu En, make a cup of tea for Secretary Jin." Zhou Sen ordered Wu En, who was now his direct subordinate.
This kind of hospitality and customer service work is basically left to him.
"Okay."
"No need, I'm sending you a message today." Jin Suying raised her hand, waved to Wu En, and said to Zhou Sen.
"Secretary Jin, please speak. I'm all ears." Zhou Sen chuckled. Jin Suying has been interesting in the past two days, so there is no need for him to keep a cold face.
"Mr. Akiyama is hosting a banquet at Musashino tonight. Please be sure to attend on time." Jin Suying said.
"Mr. Akiyama invited me to dinner at Musashino, did I hear you correctly?" Zhou Sen was surprised. When had he been qualified enough for Akiyama Nosuke to invite him to dinner, and it was a high-end Japanese restaurant like "Musashino".
To be honest, he wasn't interested in Japanese food, and he didn't think it was gourmet food. It was just some country side dishes that wouldn't make it to the table.
As for sashimi and the like, eating raw meat and drinking blood is the way of eating for beasts. As Chinese people who have long evolved into civilized people, they really disdain it.
Even the so-called sake is watery and tasteless, worse than Russian vodka.
Therefore, he was not interested in the meal itself at all, but Akiyama Nosuke suddenly invited him to dinner. There must be some conspiracy behind it.
Can you refuse?
Obviously it can't be done.
"Yes, you heard it right. At 7:30 in the evening, go to the second floor of Musashino. Tell Mr. Akiyama's name, and someone will naturally lead you up!" Jin Suying reminded you at the end, "Remember to speak Japanese, don't even speak in Japanese at that time. I can't even get through the 'Musashino' gate, it's embarrassing."
"Don't worry." Zhou Sen nodded. Musashino only entertains Japanese people. If someone doesn't bring someone with him, those who speak Chinese will definitely be stopped and not allowed to enter.
…
After lunch at Ningxiang Pavilion, Zhou Sen lay on the sofa in the living room of Bai Yulan's small attic, thinking to himself that the meal in the evening must be the Hongmen Banquet.
I don’t know what Akiyama Nosuke’s intention is, so I can’t make targeted preparations for his prediction.
"Why……"
"What's the matter, you sighing?" Bai Yulan came over, sat down diagonally across from him, and asked.
"There is a dinner party tonight. I don't want to go, but I have to go." Zhou Sen explained with a smile.
"Enemies?"
"no."
"Female?" Bai Yulan guessed again.
"If it's a woman, do I need to be so worried?" Zhou Sen replied, but immediately felt a murderous gaze sweep over him, and quickly changed his words, "Of course, if it's a woman, I won't go either. "
"Is it time to start construction of your tea shop?" Bai Yulan didn't hold on and asked something serious.
"It's the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, so I may not have time to supervise the decoration. I might as well bother you to keep an eye on it."
"Co-author, you open a shop, and I still have to work for you?" Bai Yulan was unhappy.
"You are the boss's wife. You run your own business. What kind of job do you do?" Zhou Sen blocked Bai Yulan with one sentence.
"We are just doing business together now, don't think too much about it."
"Well, I didn't think too much about it. Anyway, Qin Laoqi and Su Wenqing probably know their relationship..." Zhou Sen said casually.
"People say I seduced you, but in fact I fell into the hole you dug." Bai Yulan said angrily.
"It's all the same, you have to be willing to jump in." Zhou Sen smiled proudly.
"Do you think it would be a waste to open a teahouse, a restaurant and a tea shop in a place as big as Ningxiang Pavilion?" Bai Yulan asked.
"Whatever you want to do, don't be too ambitious. I can tell you that the environment in the future will not be good. We have to survive these few years before we talk about it." Zhou Sen said.
"Didn't you say that at the beginning?" Bai Yulan was surprised.
"I had a dream last night, and the Fox Fairy gave it to me in a dream..." Zhou Sen didn't dare to say that he knew about it from the future, so he could only make up a random reason.
"Just talk nonsense." Bai Yulan gave Zhou Sen a fierce look, not knowing whether the man's words were truth or lies.
But looking at what he's doing now, it doesn't look like he's faking it.
"The Japanese control over Manchuria is getting tighter and tighter, and the looting is getting more and more ruthless. If this continues, sooner or later, the market will be depressed, especially the control of people's livelihood resources. People have no money, so naturally they can't consume. We still have to Just survive." Zhou Sen said with his eyes closed.
"Then you still want me to build that business complex?" Bai Yulan asked.
"That's what we have to do in the future. I'm not telling you, Yu Lan, we should have some ideals at least..."
"You have said all the good and bad things. With your mouth, if you don't talk about cross talk in the teahouse, you are really blind." Bai Yulan said sarcastically.
"Okay, when I stop working as a police officer, I can talk crosstalk in our teahouse and make sure the guests come like clouds." Zhou Sen said with a smile.
"Just blow it!"
"Brother Sen, let's have a frozen pear." Axiang came in with a fruit plate and walked towards Zhou Sendao first.
"It's better Axiang, I know I feel sorry for you."
After hearing this, Bai Yulan held her forehead helplessly. These two people were really bad. They were just deliberately collaborating to make her angry.
"Sister Lan, you can try the red date cake I made. It was made under the guidance of Brother Sen." Axiang came to Bai Yulan again and said.
"Go get it for your Brother Sen. It's too sweet. I have to eat less." Bai Yulan said angrily.
"Axiang, why do I smell sour..." Zhou Sen laughed "hehe".
"Eat your frozen pears." Bai Yulan stretched out her long legs and kicked Zhou se's calf with her slender feet.
"Ouch, Yu Lan, please be gentler!" Zhou Sen imitated a female voice and screamed, causing Axiang to cover her mouth, wanting to laugh but not daring to laugh.
Oh my God, let’s not even mention it. I imitate a woman’s scream and it sounds quite similar.
What new skills does this unlock?
Zhou Sen couldn't help but feel a chill.
…
After night falls, the lanterns are turned on.
At the entrance of "Musashino", the top Japanese food store in Bingcheng, black cars would stop from time to time, and the doorman would come up and open the door.
Most of the people who got off the bus were the respectable Japanese from Bingcheng and the Japanese officers stationed in the army. They were well-dressed and arrogant.
Zhou Sen, wearing a black woolen coat, got off the carriage and asked Wu En, the driver, to find a sheltered place to wait for him.
After tidying up my clothes a little, I walked towards the gate of "Musashino".
Zhou Sen's face was a little strange, and he didn't look Japanese due to his height, so he was stopped at the door.
"Musashino" only does Japanese business for safety reasons. Its customers are all Japanese celebrities and high-level people in Ice City. Once something goes wrong, it will be a big deal, even if the boss behind "Musashino" Tongtian, as long as it happens once, he may not be able to withstand it.
But as long as you can speak Japanese, you can basically get in.
The original person is quite talented in languages. He learned Japanese at the police academy. When he graduated, his Japanese level was indistinguishable even from the Japanese instructors at the police academy.
But in terms of Japanese accent, Zhou Sen can freely switch between various Japanese regional accents to achieve the effect that even locals cannot hear it.
Therefore, as long as he did not check his ID and relied on his proficiency in Japanese, it was completely easy for him to enter "Musashino".
Although the waiter at the door was still a little suspicious, Zhou Sen's Japanese with a Kyoto accent could not be faked.
Moreover, Zhou Sen's outfit is not something that ordinary people can afford. As a waiter who welcomes guests at the door, if they can't even see this, then they should be laid off as soon as possible.
There are many noble people in this ice city, and not all of them know them all.
I asked about the first floor of "Musashino". It is for individual guests. It is semi-open and separated by soft curtains with pictures and stories of traditional Japanese characters. There are many guests, including ordinary Japanese expatriate families and Japanese military officers at the bottom. , Zhou Sen also saw a Japanese policeman wearing a Puppet Manchukuo police uniform. Looking at the shoulder straps, he was at least a sergeant or above.
In addition to traditional Japanese music, there were also geisha performances. Of course, Zhou Sen couldn't appreciate it.
A waitress in kimono came forward, bowed deeply and asked, "Sir, what do you need?"
"We have an appointment, Akiyama Nosuke."
"It turns out that I am Mr. Akiyama's guest. Please come with me!" The kimonoed woman led the way more respectfully.
On the second floor, at the door of a private room, Zhou Sen took off his coat and leather shoes and handed them to the waitress. After the waitress put them away, she knelt at the door and opened the door for him.
As soon as he entered the door, the first thing he saw was not Akiyama Nosuke, but someone he had never expected, Shibuya Saburo, deputy director of the Ice City Police Department.
After a moment of surprise, he saw Nosuke Akiyama sitting on the left side of Shibuya Saburo, while there was only one place on the right side.
Seeing this, Zhou Sen quickly bent down and bowed: "Hello, Sir Shibuya."
"Zhou Sen-kun is very punctual, come on, please sit down!" Saburo Shibuya pointed to the seat opposite Akiyama Nosuke and ordered.
"Thank you, Chief Shibuya." Zhou Sen bent over and walked over with "sincerity and fear", knelt down and sat down, straightened up quickly, and bowed to Akiyama Nosuke opposite, "Hello, Mr. Akiyama."
Akiyama Nosuke straightened up slightly and nodded to Zhou Sen: "You're welcome, Mr. Zhou Sen."
"Okay, tonight's guests are all here. Come, let's raise a toast to Mr. Anthony!" Saburo Shibuya raised his glass and suggested.
Akiyama Nosuke naturally agreed, and Zhou Sen had to drink.
Everyone filled their glasses.
"Zhou Sen-kun, are you satisfied with the current arrangements?" Shibuya Saburo asked.
Zhou Sen's heart skipped a beat. What kind of questioning routine was this? He bowed his head slightly and said, "Reply to Commander Shibuya. I am very satisfied with my humble position."
"Why did I hear Akiyama say that you seem to be somewhat resistant to the work of ultra-high stocks?" Shibuya Saburo smiled slightly.
Zhou Sen was stunned and looked across at Akiyama Nosuke, but he couldn't see any clues on his face. He quickly replied: "I am usually lazy in my humble job. The work of special high-end stocks requires a high degree of discipline and confidentiality." It’s hard to adapt to sex for a while.”
"You are good at talking." Shibuya Saburo said, "How about transferring you to the Foreign Affairs Department of the National Police Agency? Your language talent and eloquence, this position is suitable for you to use?"
"In my humble job, I have little interest in being a police officer. If my adoptive father hadn't forced me to pass the police academy..." Zhou Sen also knew that saying this would probably make Saburo Shibuya angry, but this was also an opportunity. If he missed it, he would not Not anymore.
