I've always been really interested in Qian Zhongshu, partly because his international approach is idiosyncratic, ironic, and not easily imitable. He's also arguably one of the first Chinese post-modern novelists, although he himself would probably disavow that label.
So what do we have? With this volume of his collected short stories and essays we get hints of Montaigne, Lao She, and even maybe Maupassant, except taken in by a wide view of interlacing complications. Allusions to ancient Chinese stories (the Dream of the Red Chamber is a favorite) along with Western poetics and rhetoric, a startling wit that often makes one laugh out loud, and a forceful yet fanciful storytelling makes all of these pieces really fantastic. Zhongshu's erudition is unique in both its' humor and ability to pierce through both human psychology and cultural significance. Love this dude.