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The next day, the fiery sun hung high in the sky, and the sunlight that penetrated the glass formed a Tyndall effect, making the entire room bright.

There are constant noisy sounds outside the window, as lively as a noisy vegetable market. However, the hotel's sound insulation conditions are very good, which effectively blocks the intrusion of those noises.

Masahiro Nakamura continued to sleep in a daze, his stretched-out sleeping posture without any image at all. Although he thought he was very honest when sleeping, he could not control the changes in his sleeping posture during his sleep.

After all, people have lost consciousness while sleeping and cannot notice any changes in their posture?

"Dong, dong, dong dong..."

Suddenly, there was a dull knock on the door. Then, a middle-aged man's rich voice penetrated the barrier of the door, breaking the quiet atmosphere.

"Nakamura-san, it's time to get up. It's getting late. We should go to the design department..."

"Well...."

Subconsciously opening his eyes, Nakamura Masahiro's confused brain froze for two seconds, and then he suddenly regained consciousness as the knock on the door sounded again.

"Senior Mizuno, give me a few minutes and I'll clean up."

Nakamura Masahiro got out of bed and opened the door. He saw Mizuno and Tsukasa standing at the door, with the backs of their raised hands facing this way, as if they were preparing to knock on the door again.

"I'll wait for you downstairs...as soon as possible."

Mizuno Kazuji slowly lowered his arm. He looked at Nakamura Masahiro's slightly messy hair and sleepy eyes, and made a decision in his heart.

Anyway, Nakamura Masahiro has already woken up, and he is not in a hurry for this short while. It is better to wait for him to tidy up before going to the design department.

Watching Mizuno Kazuji's figure disappear around the corner of the corridor, Nakamura Masahiro looked away, yawned and at the same time reached out to rub his eyes.

After closing the door, Nakamura Masahiro turned back and walked into the bathroom. After about ten minutes, his originally depressed mental outlook suddenly took on a new look.

After cleaning up, Nakamura Masahiro quickly came to the first floor of the hotel. Mizuno Kazuji was sitting on the sofa in the sitting area on the left. When he saw Nakamura Masahiro coming down, he got up and walked outside.

Nakamura Masahiro followed Mizuno Kazuji step by step. Before walking out of the hotel door, he turned his head and glanced in the direction of the hotel's front desk.

I saw two unfamiliar female staff members busy handling the procedures for the guests, and the girl named Riho Yoshioka whom I had contacted last night was nowhere to be seen.

Maybe she works the night shift... The shifts in the hotel seem to take turns.

Thoughts of speculation flashed through his mind. Nakamura Masahiro walked out of the hotel without stopping, and followed Mizuno Kazuji into a car that had been waiting for a long time.

The hotel is very close to Honda's design department, only about ten minutes away. Originally, it would have been just a walk, but Mizuno Kazuji arranged a car anyway.

For Kazuji Mizuno, who serves as a manager at Honda, walking is somewhat of a loss of status, and only transportation by car can fit his status.

"Nakamura-san, go this way, the design department is very close."

The car arrived at Honda soon. After it stopped steadily in the parking lot, Mizuno Kazuji led Masahiro Nakamura toward the design department.

Along the way, I would meet some Honda employees from time to time, and each one of them would bow to Mizuno Kazuji respectfully.

Mizuno Kazuji looked like he was used to it and just nodded indifferently, showing the elite demeanor of a workplace manager.

Not long after, Mizuno Kazuji took Nakamura Masahiro to the downstairs of a three-story building, with a motorcycle exterior design office sign hanging at the door.

"This is the appearance design department, and the technology research and development department is the training center in Saitama Prefecture."

He led Masahiro Nakamura into the elevator. As the car slowly ascended, Kazuji Mizuno gave a general introduction to the basic situation of the design department.

"The exterior designers here are all senior personnel from Honda, and they all have rich experience in exterior design..."

"Of course, if they compare with you, they are still a little behind..."

The number displayed jumped to 3 and then stopped. The elevator door slowly moved to both sides. Mizuno and Tsukasa smiled and walked out first.

Nakamura Masahiro followed out of the elevator with a little guilt, and then the two of them entered the work area of ​​the design department together.

The work area is very large, with many rectangular desks placed inside, almost all separated at the same intervals.

There are many exquisite motorcycle models and scattered parts piled on the table. At a glance, you can tell that this is the workstation of the exterior designers.

It was working time at this time, and the designers were all staying at their workstations, creating a busy scene: they were either frowning and thinking, or writing furiously on drawings, or holding assembled products.

The model couldn't stop looking at.

"Please stop for a moment..."

Mizuno Kazuji stretched out his hand and patted it, and the sudden applause rang out in the quiet work area, immediately attracting the attention of the designers.

"Nakamura Masahiro-san, whom you have always talked about, I have invited you here. If you want to ask anything, feel free to ask..."

One by one, the designers stopped what they were busy doing and focused their attention on Nakamura Masahiro next to Mizuno Kazuji.

Everyone has been looking forward to this amateur designer who crosses industries to design the appearance of motorcycles.

At first, they went to Kanazawa with high expectations. But because the other party was busy filming a TV series, they just left them aside.

I made another appointment later, but was let go by Masahiro Nakamura. It is definitely impossible to say that I don’t have any thoughts and complaints in my heart.

But the social animals engaged in design have relatively simple minds after all, and they quickly gathered around Nakamura Masahiro, with warm smiles on their faces.

"Nakamura-san, I leave this place to you..."

Looking at the excited designers in front of him, Mizuno Kazuji quietly left a sentence in Nakamura Masahiro's ear and quietly withdrew from the crowd.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "Nakamura-san, can you tell me how you design the appearance of so many styles?"

"Nakamura-san, why do you use colors with very different contrasts? Is it to highlight the contrast?"

"Nakamura-san, could you tell me where you found your design inspiration?"

"Nakamura-san, I remember you haven't learned any relevant design knowledge, right? How did you come up with the idea of ​​designing the appearance of a motorcycle?"

Questions were thrown at Masahiro Nakamura one after another. Just like being surrounded by many customers when setting up a stall, the noisy scene was extremely troublesome.

Although Masahiro Nakamura was timid, he could only muster the courage to face such high enthusiasm.

Fortunately, he had already made corresponding psychological preparations and countermeasures in private. Masahiro Nakamura was relatively calm and answered the designers' questions in an orderly manner.

Mizuno Kazuji stood outside and watched for a while, and after confirming that Nakamura Masahiro could handle it, he turned and left the design department.

Back in his exclusive office, Mizuno Kazuji took off his coat and hung it on the hanger. Suddenly, his cell phone rang rapidly.

"Moses Moses...."

Moving to the desk, Mizuno Kazuji picked up his mobile phone and looked at the caller ID. It was an unfamiliar number.

"Hello, are these Mizuno and Si-san?"

The phone was connected, and a rather cheerful voice came out. He seemed to be very familiar with Mizuno Kazuji?

"I am Mizuno Kazuji, who are you?"

The other party's familiar attitude made Mizuno Kazushi puzzled. He frowned and his tone was slightly doubtful.

"I'm Yasushi Akimoto. I wonder if Mizuno and Sisang have any impressions?"

The other party quickly announced his name, with a slight smile in his gentle tone, which made people feel very comfortable.

Yasushi Akimoto? That fat guy in the entertainment industry? The guy who created the idol group akb48?

A greasy figure soon appeared in Mizuno Kazuji's mind. He had heard of this famous figure for a long time, but he had never dealt with him before.

After all, as the representative of Honda's Party A, Mizuno Kazuji is mainly responsible for contacting senior executives of Dentsu and major media companies.

As for the entertainment industry, there isn’t actually much contact. To put it bluntly, most of the business in the entertainment industry is not enough to require Mizuno Kazuji’s personal presence.

Logically speaking, there is no chance that the two of them would interact with each other. But now Akimoto Yasu suddenly appeared and called him, which made people a little curious.

"Qiu Yuan-san, do you have any advice?"

With many speculations and thoughts running through his mind, Mizuno and Tsukasa calmly changed into a polite tone, full of enthusiasm.

"Actually, it's nothing. I just want to ask Mizuno and Si-san about Nakamura Masahiro-san..."

Akimoto Yasushi still had that gentle tone, and after a few words, his attitude was like that of an old friend who had been with Mizuno Kazuji for many years.

"I have business cooperation with Nakamura Masahiro-san. I need to contact him to discuss the progress, but his phone is turned off... I heard that he has returned to Tokyo with Mizuno and Tsukasa-san?"

"We have indeed returned to Tokyo...."

Mizuno Kazuji replied in the affirmative, with a somewhat surprised look on his face: Akimoto Yasushi contacted Nakamura Masahiro, probably about the creation of a new idol group?

The news about Akimoto Yasushi and Sony cooperating to create an idol group has already spread in the industry, and even people outside the industry like Mizuno Kazuji are familiar with it.

However, Mizuno Kazuji didn't expect that Yasushi Akimoto would even win over Masahiro Nakamura to participate.

I remember that when he was chatting with a certain TV station executive, the other party pointed out that Akimoto Yasushi lacked film and television resources, and the idol group akb48 he created would be limited.

Looking at it this way, Akimoto Yasushi's intention to win over Nakamura Masahiro is obvious: he definitely wants to use the rise of Nakamura Masahiro, a new supervisor, to make up for the film and television shortcomings of the new idol group.

Think again of Nakamura Masahiro’s mother Fukuda Mizuki working at Dentsu Corporation, and his father Nakamura Tomimasa just being promoted to the station director of Hokuriku Broadcasting.

I'm afraid that Yasushi Akimoto's motives were not pure at the beginning, and he had the little idea of ​​leveraging the influence behind Masahiro Nakamura.

"As for Nakamura-san, he's quite busy right now and won't have time... Otherwise, I'll ask him to call you back after he's finished."

"Okay, Mizuno and Si Sang, I'll bother you then."