Japanese big things

"Nakamura-san, the office is here. Because it is in an alley, it is a little remote, so it is not easy to find..."

After a brief contact, Nakamura Masahiro and Hashimoto Nana became a little familiar. Compared to Nakamura Masahiro's calmness, Hashimoto Nana seemed a bit reserved. With her somewhat introverted personality, she fully explained the concept of cowardice.

Vocabulary.

After walking along the street for a while, the two of them went around a small alley on the side of the road. After walking for less than 100 meters, Hashimoto Nanami led Nakamura Masahiro to a three-story office building.

In front of the building.

The black and gray exterior walls of the building give people a solemn and solemn atmosphere. The overall dark tone makes people feel calm and a sense of mystery. Slightly worn traces are dotted on it, exuding a little bit of time-honored charm.

A sense of vicissitudes of life.

"Well, no wonder I couldn't find it after wandering around for so long. It turned out to be at this location..."

Looking around casually, Nakamura Masahiro looked back at the path he was looking at, and then at the rows of low-rise buildings on both sides. The telephone poles standing at intervals were like guards dedicated to their duties.

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Slightly messy wires are entangled with each other, like ivy attached to a big tree, wrapped around the telephone poles. They are crisscrossed and divided into different parts of the vast sky.

The store signs of different styles look messy and messy, which makes people feel a little dazzled. Some of them are hanging high in the air, and the bold fonts and bright colors are very conspicuous.

Some are erected directly at the entrance of the store. The simple-style design is low-key. Surrounded by a number of colorful store signs, it highlights its unusualness and gives people the feeling of going off the rails.
There are many different things placed in the outside area of ​​the store, such as tables and chairs, parasols, display cabinets, promotional display boards and the like... From far to near, they form one after another.

The obstruction prevented Nakamura Masahiro from seeing the full picture of those stores.

It's such a place, and it's in this winding alley, and the overall line of sight is also blocked. If you don't live nearby, it might not be that easy to find the exact location of the office.

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"When I first came here, if Mr. Tomimasa Nakamura hadn't taken me with him, I probably wouldn't have been able to find him..."

Hashimoto Nana didn't take over the topic, and while quietly responding to Nakamura Masahiro, she lowered her head and fumbled for the key in the small white satchel around her waist. After a while, a dark gray key appeared in her hand.
Reaching out at the locked socket of the door, Hashimoto Nanami exerted a little force on her wrist. As she twisted to the right, a "click" sounded, and the door of the office building was suddenly opened.

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"Has the office rented out all three floors?"

Walking behind Hashimoto Nami, Nakamura Masahiro walked slowly and glanced around from time to time. Although it was his first time here, as long as the handover was made, this office belonged to Nakamura Masahiro himself.

industry.

Well, for now, this firm is just an empty shell company, and its main purpose is to facilitate Masahiro Nakamura's reasonable tax avoidance. After all, no one is willing to pay more taxes as long as it is not illegal.<

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"Mr. Tomimasa Nakamura only rented the second floor, so the scope of the office is only the second floor..."

Hashimoto Nana walked in front and introduced the situation of the office to Nakamura Masahiro. The whispering voice was very soft and made people feel very comfortable. She pointed to the small door on the right and said: "Because

There is no parking space outside, so this is an indoor parking garage on the first floor."

Following the direction of Hashimoto Nana's finger, Nakamura Masahiro's eyes turned to the open space inside the small door. There were a few scattered signboards hanging on the snow-white walls, regularly spaced apart from each other, and the ground below was divided into corresponding areas.

Parking space.

The entire parking garage is empty and looks a little old. There are some miscellaneous things piled in one corner. I don’t know what they are. It is said to be a parking garage, but it feels more like a warehouse.

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"The third floor of the office building has not been rented out by the landlord yet, so it has been vacant."

Nana Hashimoto led Masahiro Nakamura to the second floor of the office building, then rummaged through her small bag, took out the key, and opened the door. She walked in first, and then pressed the button on the wall.

switch.

With a crisp sound, the lights inside the house suddenly turned on, and the originally dark tones were replaced by brightness. The unclear areas were also clearly presented in front of Nakamura Masahiro.

"This is the front desk, and the separated part behind it is the staff's office area... The separate rooms over there are the conference room, financial room, president's office, lounge, and storage room..."

According to Hashimoto Nanami's introduction, the entrance is an open office area, and the rows of independent single rooms on the left are various functional areas. Well, although the space here does not seem to be very large, the arrangement is quite complete.

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"Hashimoto-san, it seems like you are very familiar with this place..."

Turning back to look at Hashimoto Nana, Nakamura Masahiro joked with interest. Looking at Hashimoto Nana's proficiency during the introduction, it was obvious that it was not just one day, but two days. She had probably been here for a while.

It’s time.

"Well, I'm not familiar with it. I just remembered it a little bit when I joined the company..."

Hashimoto Nanami smiled shyly, her expression a little shy, and she replied softly: "The main thing is that this place is not big, and you will get familiar with it after walking around."

"Who is in charge of the firm now?"

Nakamura Masahiro took a look at the independent single rooms one after another. Similar to the open office area, those single rooms were also relatively empty. They were only furnished with some basic office equipment and were not decorated at all.

Well, it seems that there is no need to decorate. Because the office is a leather company with reasonable tax avoidance, there is basically no business to speak of. Apart from arranging a few necessary staff, everything seems to be redundant.

"Senior Yuriko Matsushima is in charge..."

Nana Hashimoto followed Nakamura Masahiro step by step. When she heard Nakamura Masahiro's question, she immediately replied in a low voice: "Nakamura-san, if you need it, I will contact senior Yuriko Matsushima right away."

"Then I'm sorry to bother you, please ask Matsushima-san to come over."

After thinking for a moment, Nakamura Masahiro directly ordered Nana Hashimoto: "Remember to remind her to bring the things to hand over."

"Hi, I got it."

With a solemn response, Hashimoto Nana glanced at Masahiro Nakamura, who looked quite serious. He felt that when the other person was serious and serious, his whole body exuded an awe-inspiring aura, as if he had lost his temperature.

Watching Hashimoto Nana walk to the corner to make a phone call, Nakamura Masahiro continued to walk forward, observing the spatial layout of the office. Although this is a leather bag company, Nakamura Masahiro did not want this office to remain a leather bag.

Nature of the company.

When things get back on track and business gradually increases, the firm will gradually become more formalized. After all, a successful supervision always involves many stakeholders, and it will definitely be a problem if there is no firm behind the scenes to help coordinate and handle the situation.

No.

Besides, rather than contracting with another firm and being restricted in all aspects, Masahiro Nakamura might as well run his own firm. After all, the degree of freedom between the two is quite different.

"Nakamura-san, I have contacted Matsushima Yuriko-senpai."

Hashimoto Nana's soft voice sounded behind Nakamura Masahiro. She must have completed the confirmation with Matsushima Yuriko, so she came over to report to Nakamura Masahiro.

"She's not far away now. She's on her way right now. She'll be there in about half an hour."

"Okay, I understand."

Looking back at the girl, Nakamura Masahiro responded casually. Moving his steps, he returned to the open office area, reached out and pulled an office chair directly, and then sat down sideways.

"There's nothing going on for now, so just sit and wait for her."

Nana Hashimoto quickly walked to the water dispenser in the corner with great foresight, took out a paper cup from the cabinet next to it, then bent down, received a glass of water, and then sent it to the desk next to Masahiro Nakamura

Up.

"Nakamura-san, please drink water..."

"Uh, thank you."

After politely thanking Hashimoto Nana, Nakamura Masahiro reached out and picked up the water cup. Through the somewhat thin wall of the cup, the cool touch of the water temperature was quickly transmitted to Nakamura Masahiro's hand, making him feel a little uncomfortable.

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Although the habit of Japanese society is to drink cold or ice water, Masahiro Nakamura has not developed this habit. When at home, he always drinks boiled hot water. Even if it is inconvenient to go out, he always chooses warm water.

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It’s not that Masahiro Nakamura is more hypocritical, but that long-standing habits are not so easy to change. Besides, Masahiro Nakamura has never thought about changing this relatively healthy habit. After all, it is common knowledge in China that drinking boiled water is better for health.

The hands of the quartz clock on the wall beat in an orderly manner, accompanied by the constant sound of 'click, click', which was a bit abrupt in the quiet atmosphere. Time passed slowly, like the gurgling water, as if there was no change, but yet

There is no trace anymore.

About half an hour later, there was a slight sound of turning a key on the door of the office. Then the door was opened, and the figure that suddenly appeared was Yuriko Matsushima, who came over, wearing a beige shirt.

The black skirt exudes an intellectual and elegant temperament.