Young people with light music will not encounter lonely rock music

Kotobuki Mitsuru originally thought that since the other person was such a famous person, he might be the kind of guy who was extremely stern and always had a straight face. Like his father, he would always criticize himself.

But in fact Mr. Sawano is unexpectedly gentle.

"Well... when will our work begin?"

Kotobuki Mitsuru asked the question that he had been wondering about for a long time.

"Eh... Mr. Maezawa, as an agent, didn't you tell them?"

"Well......"

Maezawa's expression suddenly changed.

"Oh, after all, I'm just an agent, so it's understandable that I forgot to tell them some small details."

"..."

"..."

Maezawa said in a joking tone, but what he got was silence spreading in the air.

"Mr. Maezawa, you are no longer qualified as an agent."

"I'm so sorry!"

The man knelt down on the tatami on the spot.

"The animation planning has been decided to start after the New Year holiday. Now the selection of personnel has been basically completed, so you can go to the company the day after tomorrow."

"Oh well."

Kotobuki Hikaru nodded.

A sense of anticipation could not help but emerge in my heart.

Chapter 263 The Attacking Agent

There is always little joy in working days. Most of the time, office workers sitting in the office are not thinking about work.

Instead, I have to go to the toilet cubicle to smoke a few rounds of game card pool, go to the stairwell to smoke some smoke to relieve stress, and at noon, should I queue up to eat at the recently popular internet celebrity ramen restaurant downstairs, or should I choose it for convenience? There are neatly stacked vegetarian lunch boxes in the refrigerator of the convenience store.

The work is already so hard. If you can't reward yourself by catching fish in the busy time, your life will seem to be plunged into gloom.

Maezawa lit a cigarette.

Relying on his recent achievements, his small coffers are not just a little fuller than before, but now the cigarettes in his pocket have been replaced by seven-star tin boxes.

Because I have my own office, I don’t have to avoid my colleagues when I smoke. I can just put an ashtray in my office openly.

In fact, the few days after the holiday are definitely the most painful time for office workers. No matter what, it is difficult to cheer up and work hard, but they are still intoxicated in the afterglow of the holiday.

What's more, Maezawa himself didn't get much rest at all during the New Year holiday.

He didn't even go to the shrine to pay homage. However, Maezawa, who was already quite old but didn't even have a girlfriend, didn't have the habit of going to that kind of place. Instead of queuing up in a crowded place early in the morning, he went to Kabukicho. Treat your body to be more attractive.

"call......"

The man blew out a puff of cigarette, and the fatigue from a sleepless night under the stimulation of nicotine began to wake him up as his increasingly dazed brain began to wake up.

squeak...

The office door was suddenly opened.

But it's not time to go to work at the company yet.

"Hey... Mr. Maezawa came so early. I thought he was the one who arrived at the company like this."

What sounded was a familiar female voice.

The person who opened the door of his office was the president's secretary, Miss Fukada.

When the men in the company saw her, they all smiled infatuatedly.

But Maezawa would only feel that being involved with her would make him very dangerous.

What do you mean by 'who did I think it was'... Isn't this my office?Who else could appear here besides Maezawa himself.

"I worked overtime last night and did not leave the company." Maezawa explained.

Then he calmly drowned the cigarette that was just a third of the way lit in the ashtray.

"Hey... isn't it the New Year's holiday? Mr. Maezawa is still working overtime?!"

Fukada made a sound of surprise and covered his lips with his white palms in a somewhat artificial manner.

"The new job I just handed over has a lot of troubles to deal with...Miss Fukada, you came to the company so early just after the New Year."

Maezawa tried his best to keep a safe distance from the woman in front of him, including not being too intimate with his words.

"Happy New Year, Miss Fukada."

"Happy New Year, Mr. Maezawa."

The woman smiled and bowed to Mezawa.

"Ah... I've actually been on a business trip to Kanagawa with the president for the past two days. I'm very tired. I have to work overtime even though it's a holiday. This must be too stressful for employees."

Secretary Fukada said pretending to be impatient.

Kanagawa......

Maezawa didn't remember any business dealings between the company and a place so far away.

However, the hot springs there are very famous.

anyway......

It seemed that the president had asked a colleague in the company who had relatives in Kanagawa to help book a hot spring hotel.

Hot spring hotels are often fully booked during the New Year holiday, and it is still difficult to book a room at short notice.

In order to please the president, the colleague even asked his grandfather to sue his grandmother and entrusted a distant relative who owned a hotel.

Wait...is this a business trip?Are you really on a business trip for work?

Damn it, I, a social beast, was still running around for work during the New Year, and I was socializing with others and drinking until I vomited in the evening. However, the president who did nothing all day went to a hot spring trip with his female secretary?

"Mr. Maezawa, too. Even if it's for work, there's no need to work so hard. Staying up late for a long time will have a great impact on a man's body."

"I can't help it... As soon as the New Year has passed, all the projects that were planned to be launched after the new year have been thrown over one by one. Everything is in a mess. I spent an entire night just sorting out the plans."

Maezawa patted his head and sighed.

Since Maezawa officially became the band's manager after agreeing to end the band, they have posted Maezawa's contact information on various social platforms.

Therefore, if you have business needs, people or companies will contact him directly.

However, most of them are unreliable commissions at all. Really reliable jobs will not contact you directly through the contact information of the social platform, but directly contact your company.

Like, inviting the ending band to be a guest at an underground idol's concert, performing live at a supermarket's opening ceremony, and trying to get the ending band to advertise their products on social platforms.

There are even some brave guys who invite them to perform voluntarily. To put it bluntly, they just want to have sex for free, right?

These are obviously unacceptable jobs. They must have tried this because they were high school students who were easily deceived.

However, Maezawa can imagine...

If it weren't for me, those innocent girls would definitely accept it.

After all, in Maezawa's impression, especially Hijika Itichi as the band leader, he would not refuse anyone who came to perform, saying, 'As long as more people can see our performances, that's all.'

It's not that this kind of thinking is wrong, but it's just that such naive ideas are too easy to be taken advantage of by adults who value their current fame.

Let's do some serious work...such as invitations to music festivals, radio interviews, column interviews for music magazines, etc.

Maezawa also asked some of his broker friends for solutions, but they just said it was a matter of course that it was the job of the broker to find gold nuggets in the garbage and give them to them. '

Maezawa felt a little regretful. With this intensity of work, he would definitely become bald soon.

"Mr. Maezawa has really worked hard... But to be the manager of a rising star like the Ending Band, you must be very motivated, right? Mr. Maezawa's bonus alone is almost more than that of all the other colleagues involved in the project put together. It’s almost too high...”

"Well......."

How did she know such a thing?

Financial topics are an unspeakable taboo in the workplace.

"However, it's not good to push yourself too hard. Mr. Maezawa is already this age. If you still want to stay up all night like young people, your body will definitely not be able to hold it."

"Ahem... I'll pay attention in the future."

The more the other party said such caring words, the more frightened Maezawa became.

"It's still some time before I go to work. I have to clean up the president's lounge first. Would you like Mr. Maezawa to stop by and take a rest?"

Fukada showed a meaningful smile, and then whispered. "Don't worry, if the president comes... I will wake you up."

Maezawa felt only fear, just fear.

There was no thought of rest at all, and I even had the thought of running away now.

I knew that I should definitely refuse righteously.

However, what kind of reasons should be used to avoid offending the other party and still politely refuse?

Why do Japanese people always have the thought of not wanting to offend the other party? This way of thinking will only bring inconvenience to themselves!

Jingle Bell--

In this critical moment.

Maezawa's cell phone suddenly rang with an incoming call.

saved!

Maezawa immediately answered the call without even looking at the caller ID.

"Moxi Moxi, this is Maezawa."

After answering the phone, Maezawa took a long breath.

He had never been so happy at work.

"Moxi Moshi...Mr. Maezawa, didn't we agree to go to the animation company today? It's already the agreed time. Where have you been?"

The young man's somewhat impatient voice came from the phone.

"Ah...sorry! Something's delayed!"

Maezawa belatedly glanced at the time.

I made an appointment with the closing band earlier because I originally wanted to arrive before the animation company's working hours.

"Ah...? How can you forget such an important thing? If not, I will ask the driver to take us there first?"

Maezawa could feel that he was definitely despised by them.

"I'm an agent. It's my responsibility to provide you with protection. Wait a minute, I'll be there soon!"

As if grasping a life-saving straw, Maezawa hung up the phone, grabbed the suit jacket hanging on the back of the chair, draped it casually on his shoulders, and strode out of the office.

"Sorry, Miss Fukada, I have urgent work that requires me to come over. I want to borrow the company's business car. I don't have time to fill out the application form. Please tell me."

"Eh...Mr. Maezawa?!"

Under the woman's stunned gaze, Maezawa left the company angrily.

"what......"

The woman patted her forehead and glanced at Maezawa's mess, the coffee cups piled on the table and the ashtray filled with cigarette butts.

Afterwards, the helpless female secretary simply cleaned up the messy desktop.

......

...

After the New Year, the temperature has risen compared to usual.

At the end, the five members of the band stopped at the intersection agreed with their manager.

The girls were carrying guitars and basses on their backs, and so was Kotobuki Hikari, but he was also carrying a set of synthesizers weighing more than 30 kilograms in one hand.

"This guy is too unreliable...it's already been 10 minutes."

Kotobuki glanced at his watch and sighed.