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Walking out of the restaurant, Nakamura Masahiro and Hashimoto Nana walked in the alley. Thinking back to the proprietress’s encouraging words and ambiguous smile, Nakamura Masahiro felt a little dumbfounded for a moment.

He didn't have any thoughts about Hashimoto Nana, just out of sympathy and pity: it would be a problem for a girl to eat, so if she didn't know, forget it, but Nakamura Masahiro happened to meet him, and Hashimoto Nana was still in the office.

Staff, Masahiro Nakamura cannot ignore it.

"Hashimoto-san...."

Stopping, Nakamura Masahiro looked back at Nana Hashimoto, who was following closely behind. He didn't know what he was thinking with his head lowered.

"Hi..."

It wasn't until she almost bumped into Nakamura Masahiro that Hashimoto Nanami reacted. She took two steps back and looked up at Nakamura Masahiro with some curiosity, her face full of questions.

"Here... take this."

Reaching out and stuffing the paper bag containing the food into Hashimoto Nanami's hand without any explanation, Nakamura Masahiro said word by word: "Although there are leftovers for packing, it should be enough for you to eat two meals."

"If you have any difficulties, you might as well ask them directly. Although you are a new employee, if you need an advance on your salary, there is no problem..."

"Hi..."

A warm current arose in her heart, and Hashimoto Nana could not suppress her slightly excited emotions. She raised her head and glanced at Nakamura Masahiro, and she responded softly. When she saw Nakamura Masahiro preparing to leave, she couldn't help but stop him.

The other party.

"Naka....Nakamura-san...."

"Hashimoto-san, what's wrong?"

The raised leg was put back again. Nakamura Masahiro turned his head and glanced at Hashimoto Nanami, a puzzled look appeared on his face: I don't know what happened to Hashimoto Nanami?

"Thank you..."

I saw Hashimoto Nana open her mouth, and there were thousands of words in her eyes, and the eyes were flowing on her quiet face. In the end, it turned into a short sentence.

"No need to thank me...just remember to eat well every day."

Moving forward, Nakamura Masahiro walked in the alley with a leisurely attitude. Regardless of whether Hashimoto Nana followed or not, he told his point of view in a slightly domineering tone.

"Although my firm is small, I don't want to be thought of as treating my staff harshly."

Back in the office building, Nakamura Masahiro greeted Hashimoto Nana and organized all the rooms in the office. The documents and other things were put into the storage room by category, and the items in each single room were also rearranged.

Adjustments, ornaments and hangings that need to be filled are also recorded one by one.

After a lot of work, before Nakamura Masahiro and Hashimoto Nana stopped to rest, the sky outside the window had darkened. It was like being shrouded by a huge curtain, a gray scene.

The street lamps in the alley have long been lit, and the bright lights are shining brightly, dispersing the shadows like haze, illuminating the world. Like a beacon leading the way home, they provide every pedestrian who embarks on the journey home.

Help.

Colorful neon lights flash wildly, mixed with store signs of various styles, coupled with rising steam and noisy noises, forming a picture full of life.

Occasionally, vehicles driving into the alley slowly honked their horns from time to time. The rather harsh sound echoed in the alley, reminding every pedestrian passing by.

"Hashimoto-san, do you want to have dinner together?"

After packing up, Nakamura Masahiro took a key to the office from Hashimoto Nanami as a spare. Then, he simply tidied up his slightly messy appearance, and after making sure there was no big problem, he extended an invitation to the girl.<

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"No need, Nakamura-san...."

The look in Nakamura Masahiro's eyes showed a wary look, and Hashimoto Nanami took two steps back with a vigilant look on her face: she was afraid that Nakamura Masahiro would not agree with her, so he would force her away again.

"You don't have to worry about me...just go and eat by yourself."

There was a slight hint of panic in her tone, but her attitude was very firm. Hashimoto Nanami put on a guard against Nakamura Masahiro, and subconsciously put her slender hands behind her back.

"Is it necessary to be so exaggerated?"

The corner of his mouth twitched involuntarily, and Nakamura Masahiro rolled his eyes at the girl. Turning around, he walked to the door and waved with his back to Hashimoto Nanami.

"Goodbye, Hashimoto-san, I'll leave it to you at the office."

After the words fell, Nakamura Masahiro's figure had disappeared outside the door. Hashimoto Nana was not relieved, and looked out the window to the alley, only to see Nakamura Masahiro swaggering in the alley, and the pacing figure gradually

Fading away, finally blending into the thick darkness of the night.

Nakamura-san....Thank you.

All her emotions were silenced, and Hashimoto Nana's thoughts were spinning a thousand times. She withdrew her gaze and immediately looked at the refrigerator in the corner, where the food packed by Masahiro Nakamura was placed.

Although there is not much left, it is definitely more nutritious than slices of bread. If you eat it carefully, you can save several meals... Well, it seems that there is no need to rush to find another one for the time being.

Part-time job.

Masahiro Nakamura, who has already left, has no idea about the psychological activities of Nana Hashimoto, and he is not very interested. Originally, according to his idea, half a day was enough to hand over the office, but who knew that eating and tidying up would be enough?

After all the hard work, it was already evening when we returned to our temporary hotel.

After simply tidying up, Nakamura Masahiro lay down on the bed to rest after washing up. Probably because he was tired, not long after he closed his eyes, with a slight snoring, Nakamura Masahiro completely fell asleep.

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When I woke up, the sky was just getting bright, and the remaining shadows from last night had not completely dissipated. The dim street lights still stood at their posts, welcoming and watching every pedestrian or speeding vehicle passing by.

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Slightly messy noises sounded from time to time, and the various notes of 'clang' and 'crunch' intersected with each other, forming a soothing sonata in this relatively quiet early morning atmosphere, as if adding a touch of bright color.

The shops on the roadside are preparing for business. The clerks who arrived early are already busy. Store signs or display boards and other things are gradually taken out of the store and placed on conspicuous displays.

Area.

As the sky gradually gets brighter, the street lights begin to go out one by one. The fish-belly white sky is filled with mist, like a hard-boiled egg that has been stripped of its protective shell, indicating that a new day is about to begin.

After taking a cold shower and washing up, Nakamura Masahiro began to feel energetic from his originally dazed state. Putting on a decent casual suit, his capable and calm aura instantly emerged.

According to Nakamura Masahiro's original intention, he is accustomed to dressing up in casual casual clothes, as free and comfortable as possible. However, the overall atmosphere in Japan is conservative, and in a place with a solemn atmosphere like TBS TV station, Nakamura Masahiro can only dress up as much as possible.

Be more mature.

The concepts of smooth talk, weak work and unreliable young people are not only popular in China, but also deeply rooted in Japan. Although Masahiro Nakamura is a supervisor and has the support of senior executives of TBS TV station behind him, he is unavoidable.

People gossip and yin and yang in private.

After a simple breakfast, Masahiro Nakamura hurried to the TBS TV station. There is no problem in handling personal matters, but it cannot affect the business affairs of the TBS TV station to avoid attracting attention.

The heads of various units of the Taiqing crew gathered together and had an in-depth exchange with each other. After confirming that all the details before the official shooting were in order, Nakamura Masahiro announced the end of the exchange.

According to the shooting schedule formulated by TBS TV station, after the preliminary shooting is completed at the studio and location in Tokyo, the entire crew will be transferred to the large studio in Nemuro City, Hokkaido.

Different from the filming and broadcasting method of ordinary TV dramas, "Antarctica" is a Taiwan celebration drama that TBS TV station attaches great importance to, and a lot of resources have been invested, so it adopts the rare Japanese TV drama method of filming and then broadcasting.

Well, that is to say, the pressure of producing the TV series is basically on the head of Masahiro Nakamura. If the audition results do not meet expectations, not to mention the possibility of being blacklisted by TBS TV station, it is certain that he will not be welcomed anyway.

"Nakamura-san, I leave the TV series to you..."

"Director Nitta, you are being polite when you say this. This is my job responsibility."

"That's true, but when it comes to work, there's a big difference between being a little lazy and being serious about it."

"You are joking, I am not a salary thief. If I did that, I would be ruining my own job."

"Even if you no longer work as a supervisor, as long as you have Dentsu's care, you will definitely be able to live a comfortable life in Tokyo."

After walking out of the conference room, Nakamura Masahiro and Section Chief Nitta chatted casually as they strolled forward. Since arriving in Tokyo and being received by Section Chief Nitta, Nakamura Masahiro has received a lot of help from the other party, and now he wants to leave.

Nakamura Masahiro is really not used to coordination work.

However, there is nothing we can do about it. The Taiwanese celebration drama is about to be officially filmed, and there is not much need for coordination in the follow-up. It is normal for TBS TV station to adjust the work of Section Chief Nitta. After all, it is not appropriate to arrange for a section chief to do coordination work for a long time.

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"Sorry, I need to take a call..."

Suddenly, the ringtone of the mobile phone rang very suddenly, interrupting the two people's interesting chat. Masahiro Nakamura glanced at the caller ID and apologized to Section Chief Nitta with an apologetic expression.

"It's okay, Nakamura-san, then I'll take the first step."

Seeing Masahiro Nakamura's reaction, Section Chief Nitta knew that this call should be more important. So, he nodded to Masahiro Nakamura and wisely chose to leave first.