How to Develop the King of Anime

Maybe Miyamori Aoi is an old driver in terms of driving skills, but since the cars she drives are owned by others, she is just like a novice in some basic issues, so this poor 'Volkswagen' can only be used for the time being. Parked on the side of the road.

"You have a CUT bag in your hand, are you going to find the original artist?"

Seeing the CUT bag that Miyamori Aoi was holding in her hand, Jingu Yao immediately knew where she was going. The function of the CUT bag is to hold original paintings, and the original artist needed to make an animation is so huge, naturally it is impossible to do all of them. Done by a company, outsource it or find a painter who makes a living by taking original work as a matter of course.

But because of this, these original artists are distributed all over Tokyo, and the work of transporting the original paintings back and forth can only be handed over to the animation production company for production. This is why Miyamori Aoi drives overtime on the road so late. Going to the residences of the original painters to get the original paintings, I am afraid that this girl is already very familiar with the main roads of Tokyo.

Hearing Jingu Yao's words, Miyamori Aoi's face was startled, and then she said anxiously: "...Yes, I have made an appointment with Mr. Segawa Miri and now I will go to her to pick up the original painting, but the car has no time for gas. I've been delayed a lot, I'm waiting for a taxi, and I'm so sorry to let you see the mistakes of my work!"

Having said that, Miyamori Aoi solemnly bowed to Jingu Yao to express her apology, and she also secretly complained about why she made such a low-level mistake. The leader, Mr. President, saw it!I don't know how Mr. Jingu will see himself in the future, whether he will think his work is unqualified.

Segawa Miri Jingu Yōda knows this person, and has a good reputation in the industry. The quality and speed of the painting are the best choices. She also served as the painting supervisor of this "Light Tone Girl".

Of course, the character design is Jingu Yao himself, and the general supervisor of the painting is the Ogasawara Ronko.

Not knowing that Miyamori Aoi had gone up and down in this short period of time, Jingu Yao waved his hand indifferently and said, "...Nothing, everyone makes some mistakes, small mistakes don't matter, but big ones don't matter. Mistakes must be avoided as much as possible."

Jingu Yao is not the kind of person who is harsh. When he was working in the past, he occasionally made some small problems. As long as the problems are not big enough to affect the company's plans, they can be forgiven.

"Thank you for your forgiveness!"

Aoi Miyamori bowed sincerely, feeling that the young and handsome president in front of him was really gentle, completely different from the harsh presidents he imagined.

"But it's already so late, Miao Sen, it's really dangerous for you to be a girl outside. Let's do this work tomorrow."

"no!"

As soon as Jingu Yao finished speaking, he heard Miyamori Aoi's decisive voice, but the sudden loudness startled Jingu Yao.

"This original painting will be used tomorrow morning. Even if I set off early tomorrow morning to pick it up, it will delay time. This is a long-planned work plan. If there is an error, Director Honda will complain, and it is mine. Neglect of duty, if this delays the launch of your work in the new show in April, I must be to blame!"

Aoi Miyamori said solemnly that overtime is the norm for animation production companies. When making animations, they usually set a plan, what day to do, and what work to be done on that day. Working overnight is also inevitable.

"Hey……"

Knowing this, Jingu Yao sighed, saying that among all his companies, the employees who make animations are the most tired as a whole, and the ones who are personally the most tired are those seiyuu who have to participate in various activities and run around. .

"But if you rent out now, it's impossible for the company to reimburse you. That's a lot of expenses."

Those who dare to take a taxi in Tokyo are strong men!

"It doesn't matter, since it's my problem, it's up to me to make up for it."

Facing the reduction in this month's salary, Aoi Miyamori said indifferently.

Looking at the firmness of the girl in front of her, Jingu Yao also admired her sense of responsibility for her work, turned her head and glanced at her Lamborghini, and thought that he had drunk, Jingu Yao smiled and said: "... After talking about business and drinking some wine, there is just a lack of a driver. Would Miao Sen be my driver temporarily? You can finish your work first and then send me home."

"Hey?"

Gong Senkui was stunned at first, seeing the smile on Jingu Yao's face, knowing that Jingu Yao was looking for an excuse to help herself, she was secretly moved, her tone changed a little, and she said gratefully: "...Thank you President!"

Chapter [-]: The Old Driver of Autumn Famous Mountain

"Then... President, do you want to fasten your seat belt?"

After putting the CUT bag in place, Miyamori Aoi sat in the driver's seat of Jingu Yao's Lamborghini and began to adjust the seat and rearview mirror. After getting the position she was most used to, she turned her head and glanced and sat beside her. Jingu Yao, asked carefully.

"It's okay, it's okay, I'm not used to wearing a seat belt when I'm in the co-pilot."

Jingu Yao waved his hand and replied, then took out a can of beer from the back of the car, and took a big sip after opening the tab.

When chatting with Shuichi Ikemoto before, in order to be able to drive, he had been suppressing the desire to drink, but he just took a sip, and now he can finally take a big sip.

Just like drinking beer when eating skewers outside in the past, the chat between men at the dinner table always needs a bottle or two of wine to set off, it doesn’t matter how much you drink, or whether you really like it, what you want is that kind of mood, What I want is the friendship between men.

The car window fell, the cool night breeze was blowing, Jingu Yao leaned his arm against the car window, held a can of beer on the upper right, and beside him was a beautiful girl driving. He felt that this was also a kind of artistic conception.

Miyamori Aoi looked at Jingu Yao's unconcerned appearance. After she hesitated for a while, she didn't say anything, and then she burst into flames with excitement, put the gear on, and stepped on the accelerator, this Lamborghini was like an arrow from the string. The same rushed out.

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The roar of the engine roared on the streets of Tokyo, Jingu Yao's face was a little pale, his window had been closed long ago, he had fastened his seat belt, and his right hand firmly held the beer, But there is really no time to drink.

He looked at Miyamori Aoi, who was sitting in the driver's seat full of confidence and excitement, and devoted himself to driving. His lips moved and he finally gave up talking.

If Miyamori Aoi gets distracted when he speaks, maybe his life will be explained here.

It was a sports car with a very stable chassis, but Jingu Yao felt that it could fly like a plane in the next second, and Jingu Yao finally felt the thrill of galloping.

'This Miao Sen can't be the old driver of Qiu Mingshan! '

Leaning on the soft car seat honestly, Jingu Yao secretly vomited.

"Thorn-"

The Lamborghini stopped steadily at the red light in front of the intersection, and Aoi Miyamori, who was sitting in the cab, shouted excitedly, "...Ha, I finally caught up!"

"kindness?"

Jingu Yao, who took a sip of wine during the break, turned his head to look, and saw a car parked to the right of Miyamori Aoi. It was a Toyota that Japanese people often drive in private cars. There is also a 'Production.I.G' sign on the door.

"It was Production.I.G' production process Mr. Tomiya. He also went to Mr. Misato Segawa to get the original painting."

Noticing Jingu Yao's doubts, Miyamori Aoi explained.

"Miao Sen hasn't worked for a long time, and he already knows so many people."

"Ahaha, it's okay... It's just because I often go to Segawa Misato-sensei, that's how I got acquainted."