Tokyo Bubble Life

Chapter 591 Chapter 598: Are you worthy of your million-dollar annual salary? !

The warm morning light shone into the bedroom from the window, hitting his face just right, causing Naoki Nagayama on the bed to open his eyes.

 “Unfamiliar ceiling.”

My head was a little confused after being forced to turn on the phone. When I reached out and touched it, I found that the place next to it was empty, but there was still some smell of shampoo. Naoki Nagayama came to his senses.

 “What a bad joke!”

Mingna is no longer here, and she has to go out to work at four or five in the morning. After Naoki Nagayama washed up, got dressed and walked to the living room, only to find that the prepared breakfast had been placed on the dining table.

In addition to the salted side dishes, there are warm miso soup, fried tempura and meatballs in the two thermal pots, and hot white rice in the rice cooker.

Thinking of Akina saying that if she gets married, she will get up before her husband wakes up and make breakfast. Nagayama Naoki sighed: "What a virtuous girlfriend."

 After going out, he drove back to Yamazakura Yard. Yotaro complained a little when he saw his master staying out all night, and kept slapping Naoki Nagayama's calf with his tail like a stick.

“Okay, okay, Taro, go get the dog leash!”

Hearing this, Gouzi ran to the entrance excitedly. At the same time, Naoki Nagayama also went to the second floor to change into a piece of sportswear.

After going out, Yotaro originally wanted to go towards the old route, but Naoki Nagayama stopped him:

“Yantaro, let’s take another route today~”

 Speaking, he headed towards Chiyoda's Ichibashi, planning to go directly to Shogakukan.

It was already past Yotaro's usual walking time, and there were more and more pedestrians coming and going on the street. However, they were all migrant workers rushing to work, and they didn't have time to take a closer look at Nagayama Naoki, who was holding Yotaro's hand.

In the morning of early spring, the weather was still relatively cold, but after walking for a few blocks, my whole body felt warm, like the feeling after drinking old wine, but without the drunkenness.

When we walked to the primary school building, the white breath we exhaled was faintly visible.

“Naoki-san!” Reiki Nozawa, the girl with glasses, saw Nagayama Naoki and the dog walking in from the gate at a glance, “Did you come here so early today?”

“Yes, Reihi-san~” Naoki Nagayama smiled, “I made an appointment with Kunji-san.”

“Hi, please go to the reception room and wait for a moment.” Reiki Nozawa diligently led Naoki Nagayama towards the reception room and made hot tea. “I’ll go and notify Section Chief Morikawa right away.”

When the people had left, Naoki Nagayama sipped hot tea and sighed: "I'm already the section chief, I've been promoted~"

Generally speaking, if the promotion is based on the merit-based system, after 5-10 years, the title of director will usually be added, which is only slightly higher than that of ordinary employees, and is considered a senior employee, a backbone, etc.

As for the section chief, his reputation is undoubtedly due to his merits. The biggest achievement of Morikawa Kunji in the past two years should be Naoki Nagayama! After all, his novels are constantly selling best, and he also has the honor of being awarded the Naoki Prize.

Especially recently, it has also contributed to programs with Fuji TV.

After a while, a blushing Morikawa Kunji walked in:

 “Naoki-san, you’re here! Ah, there’s also Yutaro~”

 After saying that, he still loved Wujiwu and rubbed his dog's head.

“I just had to go for a morning jog, so I brought Yotaro here.” Nagayama Naoki explained a little, and then said politely, “Kuniji-san looks very happy!”

"Hi, thanks to Naoki-san, I recently got a promotion and am now the section chief of the youth literature editorial team." Kuniji Morikawa spoke enthusiastically. After all, this is considered a transfer from a professional position to a management position. It is a big job. progress.

 “That’s really congratulations~”

After a few warm congratulations, Kuniji Morikawa remembered the reason for coming today and took out a novel from the cardboard box he brought: "Naoki-san, this is the trial version of "Tomorrow's Me and Yesterday's You" We have proofread the novel, and there are absolutely no typographical errors!”

The melancholy blue cover foreshadows the sad plot. Under the wheel of the clock, a pair of young lovers look at each other very affectionately.

Nagayama Naoki is very satisfied with the design of the book cover. The quality of the paper and the printing effect are also very good, so Nagayama Naoki doesn’t have any more nitpicks.

 “Bang Zhisang, it’s very good. I have no objections.”

"Hi, then we will officially launch sales in early March." The smile on Morikawa Kuniji's face became more relaxed. He pointed to the small cardboard box next to him, "By the way, Naoki-san, we have prepared a dozen books here. The trial printing version of the novel can be kept as a souvenir.”

This kind of trial version of the novel, which does not have an ISBN or other sales mark, is very suitable as a souvenir or a gift. Starting from the first novel, Shogakukan will set aside a part for Naoki Nagayama.

 “Hi, thank you very much!”

Kuniji Morikawa thought that the content of today's negotiation should be over, so he was ready to say some polite words and have a casual chat, but unexpectedly Naoki Nagayama continued the conversation:

“Bang Zhisang, actually, I have one more thing I want to discuss with you today.”

"Eh?"

"Yesterday, the host of "Newspeak Buzzword Awards" found me and wanted to interview me."

“Haha~Naoki-san’s famous saying” Morikawa Kuniji understood immediately. What Nagayama Naoki said a few days ago had reached his ears.

 “Hehehe~” Naoki Nagayama smiled awkwardly and continued, “Although it was a bit surprising, those words were out of the circle after all.”

“At the end of the month, the first issue of Newspeak Buzzword Awards will be aired, and by then my popularity will be even higher.”

Morikawa Kunji was a little confused: "What does Naoki-san mean?"

"I would like to promote my new book in the "Newspeak Buzzword Awards" by the way," Naoki Nagayama did not hide it. "Perhaps I can achieve better results during the sales period."

 “Is the TV show promoted?”

Kuniji Morikawa began to think about it. Generally speaking, writers' novels are sold offline. The distribution and promotion of various bookstores, except for purely literary educational programs, generally do not promote books on TV programs.

Moreover, all parties involved in the current "Newspeak Buzzword Awards" are big bosses, and they have already caught the attention of Shogakukan's management. They want to advertise in this program. Let's not talk about the cost. The resistance alone is huge. .

However, the person who said this was Naoki Nagayama, the program planner and a well-known best-selling author in his own name!

Morikawa Kunji said slowly: "Naoki-san, this idea is very good. But whether it can be carried out, I still have to communicate with the editor-in-chief Matsui Mizushi."

"I know, but there's no need to advertise nakedly~" Nagayama Naoki said with a smile, "Anyway, there will be interviews with me, and I will choose to use the novel as the background. The program originally needs the audience's votes and participation, So we can use 'lucky viewers will get Naoki Nagayama's latest novel' as a gimmick!"

 Listening to what Naoki Nagayama said, Kuniji Morikawa smiled in his eyes.

After leaving Shogakukan, Nagayama Naoki held a small cardboard box and led Yotaro back to Yamasakura-in.

There was no difference from when he left in the morning, but he saw Nyaotaro next to the cherry blossom tree in the yard, seeming to want to climb up the cherry blossom tree.

“Nyaotarou, what are you doing?” Naoki Nagayama walked up to him, touched the plump and plump orange, and then turned to look at the cherry blossom tree that had been silent all winter.

I saw a few flower buds appearing on the branches of the cherry blossom tree. I couldn't tell whether they were green or pink, but they were very different from the gray-brown trunk of the cherry blossom tree.

This cherry blossom tree in the yard is an early cherry blossom and will bloom again in the autumn, so it is only the beginning of spring and is about to start blooming.

“The cherry blossoms are about to bloom!” Nagayama Naoki patted the tree trunk and sighed, “Yutaro’s daily fertilization is very effective!”

 Then he patted Nyaotaro’s little head again: “Nyaotaro, don’t bite the buds!”

 After saying that, he walked upstairs. A little sweaty, Nagayama Naoki decided to take a shower and change clothes. Then go to the studio again.

“Zhi Shu-san~” “Zhi Shu-san, you’re here!” “Good morning, Zhi Shu-san!”

Amidst the greetings of all the employees, Naoki Nagayama came to the office. Sure enough, the two giants were already at work.

"How's it going, Shuichi-san? Have you agreed?" First, he asked Itou Shuichi provocatively, "Nakanishi Naotaro's interview request?"

Unexpectedly, Yi Tang Xiuyi showed no signs of mood swings at all and replied calmly: "It's just an interview, what's the big deal~"

  “Anyway, it was Naoki-san who said all those chuuniu lines!”

  "." was counterattacked!

Nagayama Naoki could only say haha: "Haha, Shuichi-san just doesn't have any objections. When will it be decided?"

"In the past two days, Naoki-san should be fine, right?" Itou Xiuyi raised his head and looked at Nagayama Naoki, "Don't run away then."

 “I have nothing to run away from!”

Nagayama Naoki was not angry, but suddenly thought of what he said in the morning, and wanted to use the novel as the background.

“By the way, Shuichi-san, can the shooting location be set in the study room of Yamazakura-in?”

As soon as these words came out, even Yoshimura Otomo looked over in surprise: "Naoki-san, what do you mean, you want to be in the study room of Yamazakuin?"

"Hi, because I want to take the opportunity to promote my novel." Naoki Nagayama said, "Ah, by the way, there is this."

 He took out two trial edition novels from his briefcase: "Otomo-san, Shuichi-san, these are souvenirs."

 “Oh ho? It’s already printed!”

The two of them were very happy to receive the trial version of the novel. Yoshimura Otomo took a look at it twice and put it on the table. At nearly fifty years old, he was no longer very interested in romance. Instead, it was Itou Xiu who started Looked up.

 “Naoki-san, why are you in the study?” asked Yoshimura Otomo.

“What about the creative atmosphere? I plan to put the remaining novels on the table as the background.” Naoki Nagayama said, “After all, the advertisement for the "Newspeak Buzzword Award" cannot be too obvious."

Continuing to chat a few words about the program, Nagayama Naoki looked at Itou Shuichi who seemed to be fascinated, and couldn't help but said:

“Xiu Yisang, let’s go home and watch it. You are the director of the film department after all, and you read casual novels during working hours in broad daylight. Are you worthy of your annual salary of one million?!”

"An annual salary of one million? Naoki-san, you are looking down on me! I have already exceeded 100 million, okay!" Itou Shuichi said disdainfully, but he still put down the novel, "Then let's go to Naoki-san's together tomorrow Come home!"

 In a few words, the interview has been decided.

 Talk about the editing work of the MV.

“Everyone in the editing room is gone. Kijima-kun went to the Film Technology Factory to copy the already edited MV.” Itou Shuichi said, “The others went to Tokyo University of the Arts.”

 “Ah, are those junior students who are working part-time okay?”

"Haha, they are very happy!" Yi Tangxiu said with a smile, "I plan to recruit a few to the company in the future."

 “Well, it’s up to you~”

While talking, I did a little processing of some accumulated documents, that is, I reviewed the documents, and then signed a few signatures on the process. It seemed that there was nothing left to do in the studio.

Nagayama Naoki asked: "Does Shuichi-san have anything to do in the studio today?"

"Me?" Yi Tangxiu was stunned for a moment, "It seems that there are no more files to be processed, but the preparations for "Love Will End Like the Rain" are in progress, and some distribution channels are also being sorted out."

 “That means it’s no big deal?”

“Ah, if you say so, it’s true that I’m not busy.” Itou Shuichi felt like he was really sorry for his high salary at this time~

Nagayama Naoki said: "Then come with me! Go to Musashino University and have a look!"

"where to?"

"Yes, the filming location of "April Story", I think it seems okay there."

“It’s pretty remote over there. Didn’t you see it before when we were filming “Boys Over Flowers”?”

“There aren’t many people and it’s quiet, which is perfect for this quiet movie of mine.”

 Itou Xiu was instantly interested. When it comes to making movies, especially Naoki Nagayama’s movies, he has always wanted to surpass them.

　　“Okay, let’s go! Being idle in the studio is also idle!”

So, the two of them decided on the next itinerary with just a few words. Only Fangcun Otomo was left on the desk, looking at the thick pile of documents on the table, feeling a little at a loss?

 “Is idle also idle? Not busy? Nothing to do?”

He looked at the document that reached his shoulders, with an incredible look in his eyes:

 “Then why am I busy working all day long?!”

“So those two guys were so relaxed because they exploited my labor force?!”

There was a surge of anger in my heart from my lower dantian to the sky. When I looked at the documents in my hand, I wanted to sweep them all aside and become a cool boss!

 But when I was thinking about the action, I paused. This document is this month’s salary schedule!

 Looking at the top columns again, I saw that there were many zero numbers in my salary due. I also thought that the bank loan had to be repaid, my son’s tuition fees for the aristocratic school had to be paid, and my wife’s cosmetics had been used up again.

Even I have been eyeing that brand new, high-end Porsche for a while!

 “How can it be repaired!!”

 In the office of the studio, a middle-aged man let out a painful cry.

 (End of this chapter)