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The night was getting darker, and the dim yellow street lights were still dazzling, illuminating Nakamura Masahiro and others who came out of the restaurant, giving them a golden halo.

After a few simple polite words, Nakamura Masahiro said goodbye to Kimura and Hamabe Minami in a friendly manner.

"Kimura-san, Minami, goodbye..."

"Director Nakamura, goodbye."

"Goodbye, Onii-chan."

Kimura and Minami Hamabe also responded politely to Masahiro Nakamura, and then they turned around and merged into the flow of people on the street.

"Meixiang, Jin Gaoyinsang will be left to you. You can arrange her well."

Glancing at the slightly restrained Kim Go-eun, Nakamura Masahiro told Mika Ito: "I'll give you two days off, and you can take her for a walk."

Then, Nakamura Masahiro turned his attention back to Kim Go-eun and naturally switched to Korean.

"Gao Yin, since you've come to Tokyo, let's have a good time shopping. There's no need to rush back to South Korea."

"After Zhao Er is done with his work, he will send you back to South Korea."

Shoji Oshiro brought Kim Go-eun to Tokyo, and of course he had to bring him back intact. However, he should have finished the work at hand.

"What about you? Yoshioka-san...."

Looking sideways at Yoshioka Riho, Nakamura Masahiro asked: "Do you want to go back together now?"

Since Riho Yoshioka signed a contract to join Nakamura Office, her accommodation has been arranged in the apartment building purchased by Masahiro Nakamura.

Masahiro Nakamura lived on the top floor of the apartment, and Riho Yoshioka lived one floor below, so they could barely be considered neighbors.

However, the vocabulary of this neighbor is rather vague. Because the elevator in the apartment building can only go to designated floors and is slightly isolated, it is almost difficult to meet unless you deliberately wait on the first floor.

Well, if nothing else happens, Nakamura Studio's artists will be accommodated in apartment buildings not far away from each other in the future.

After all, on the one hand, the apartment building is very close to the office, and it is also located in Akasaka, Minato City, which is very convenient for the artist's work and schedule.

On the other hand, the apartment building is the property of Nakamura Office, and the artist’s apartment rent is also included in the artist’s operating costs.

Although Nakamura Masahiro has always been particular about treating artists preferentially, he is a capitalist after all, and he will definitely not show mercy when it is time to make money.

"Ito-senpai and I will go together..."

After a moment of hesitation, Riho Yoshioka decisively chose Mika Ito. For her, Masahiro Nakamura is a majestic president, and she is still a little afraid of him.

"Okay, then I'll take the first step, and you should pay attention to your own safety."

Nakamura Masahiro waved his hand indifferently, said hello casually, turned around and walked away.

"let's go...."

Seeing Nakamura Masahiro's figure walking further and further away, Ito Mika also called out to Kim Go-eun and Yoshioka Riho.

Listening to the hustle and bustle in the streets and alleys, avoiding the surging flow of people, Masahiro Nakamura walked slowly on the streets of Minato District, Tokyo.

It's not far from the apartment building, it's only about half an hour away, and it's just a short walk away.

"Nakamura-san...."

Just as he was about to step into the door of the apartment building, before Masahiro Nakamura could put his foot down, a familiar voice came from behind him.

Subconsciously, he turned his head and glanced, and saw a girl wearing a mask walking towards him. Nakamura Masahiro could tell at a glance that the girl was Kasumi Arimura.

"What? Are you looking for something from me?"

Gazing expressionlessly at Kasumi Arimura who was approaching, Nakamura Masahiro asked the question without any ripples in his voice.

The security personnel at the gate looked at Arimura Kasumi with vigilant eyes. Seeing that she and Nakamura Masahiro seemed to know each other, the tension that had been preparing for action relaxed.

They were not very familiar with Nakamura Masahiro, but they knew that Nakamura Masahiro was a resident on the top floor of the apartment, so he was naturally the target they needed to protect.

The salary offered to them by the Nakamura Office is much higher than the ordinary standard. The job content is definitely not just keeping an eye on the door. They also need to be responsible for patrolling the vicinity of the apartment building and driving away irrelevant people.

After all, Nakamura Office is a company in the entertainment industry. Artists arranging to live here will definitely attract some fans and media reporters chasing hot topics.

If there were no relatively complete security measures and those unrelated people were allowed to wander around at will, who knows what accidents would happen.

"I...."

He opened his mouth coquettishly, but Arimura Kasumi looked like he was hesitating to speak, and his slightly red eyes had an inexplicable feeling of endearment.

"Come with me...."

Seeing that Arimura Kasumi was hesitating and unable to explain, Nakamura Masahiro didn't have the patience to continue waiting for her, so he said hello casually and stepped into the apartment building.

Stepping into the elevator, he took out the magnetic card and swiped it. Masahiro Nakamura stretched out his finger and poked the button marked 12a.

As the buttons were wrapped in green light, Arimura Kasumi also ducked into the elevator, and then the elevator door suddenly and slowly closed.

Accompanied by a slight feeling of weightlessness, the elevator began to climb rapidly. Just when Nakamura Masahiro was slightly lost in thought, Arimura Kasumi suddenly spoke.

"Smimasai, Nakamura-san, Wadaxi..."

There was a soft ding, and the elevator door suddenly separated to both sides. Masahiro Nakamura glanced at Kasumi Arimura with a calm expression, and then walked out.

Arimura Kasumi stepped forward to follow with some uneasiness. She lowered her head and glanced at Nakamura Masahiro's majestic figure from time to time.

After changing into slippers at the entrance, Arimura Kasumi was thinking wildly when he was suddenly picked up by a pair of strong arms.

"Huh? Ah?!"

Before the sound of surprise could spread far, Aimura Kasumi suddenly felt like he was in mid-air, as if he was suddenly flying.

"Nakamura-san...."

The originally calm heart trembled inexplicably, and a slightly panicked mood suddenly rose. During the pause when Arimura Kasumi's thoughts were confused, he was thrown onto the huge sofa in the living room by Nakamura Masahiro.

"If you make a mistake, you must be punished. Now bear with me honestly."

This chapter is not finished yet, please click the next page to continue reading the exciting content! The quiet living room is as peaceful as usual. The sofa shakes slightly and rhythmically, and occasionally there will be a little sobbing, mixed with

The sound of tearing clothes turned into low-pitched sobs.

"Simi Masai, Nakamura-san, I know I was wrong..."

The next morning, in a daze, Nakamura Masahiro's fingers that were moving unconsciously touched some indescribable object, and he pinched it subconsciously.

The sound of humming sounded immediately, and Nakamura Masahiro couldn't help but open his eyes. It turned out that Arimura Kasumi was lying on the side, her little mouth was slightly pouted. Maybe it was because she was not sleeping well, and her body was slightly twisted.

move.

A desire to tease the other person arose in Nakamura Masahiro's heart. He moved his fingers a little and drew circles slowly and unhurriedly against the softness.

As expected, Arimura Kasumi reacted quickly. A look of grievance appeared on her face, her brows furrowed slightly, as if she had been disturbed.

Masahiro Nakamura became more playful and wanted to continue teasing the sleepy Arimura Kasumi, but unexpectedly, his cell phone rang suddenly.

After squinting his eyes and groping for a while, Nakamura Masahiro quickly grabbed the phone. He pressed the answer button according to the location in his memory, and then put the phone to his ear.

"Moses Moses, who is it?"

His tone was slightly impatient. Nakamura Masahiro was in a bad mood after being disturbed, so he spoke very directly.

"Nakamura-san, it's me..."

A calm voice rang in Nakamura Masahiro's ears. He was stunned for two seconds, and then he realized that the person calling should be Mizuno Kazuji from Honda Company.

"Uh, Mizuno-senpai...what's the matter?"

His tone unconsciously became more respectful. Nakamura Masahiro adjusted his posture slightly, then stood up and sat on the bed.

"Nakamura-san, that's what happened. Honda is starting to collect advertising projects for next year..."

Mizuno Kazushi breathed a sigh of relief, and then briefly explained the Honda car advertisement in detail.

"I don't know, are you interested in participating?"

"If you participate, I would definitely be interested."

Nakamura Masahiro frowned hesitantly, and replied in a thoughtful tone: "But the current work is giving priority to the filming of the movie, and I may not be able to spare time."

If it is the advertising business of a small company, then of course Masahiro Nakamura doesn't care much about it. But when the name of the partner is Honda, then Masahiro Nakamura has to treat it carefully.

On the one hand, Honda is a world-renowned car company and a well-known large-scale enterprise in Japan. Cooperating with Honda in advertising business can effectively enhance Nakamura Masahiro's popularity and influence.

With the help of Honda's advertising effect, and with the help of Dentsu, Nakamura Masahiro can even seize a large amount of advertising resources in the Japanese entertainment industry.

On the other hand, Honda is a large-scale enterprise after all, and the remuneration must be very generous, and it will not be as fussy as some small companies.

It's not shabby to make money! What's more, this is still an opportunity to make money while standing, and Nakamura Masahiro certainly doesn't want to refuse.

"That's true..."

When Nakamura Masahiro mentioned the movie, Mizuno and Shiton also realized this problem.

"Compared to advertising, film work is particularly important."

Although the remuneration in the advertising business is relatively generous, after all, film is the supervisor's job and the foundation of his career. Wise people will give priority to film.

"So, how long will it take to shoot the movie "Model Student"?"

"If everything goes well, the filming will be completed successfully after the year."

Nakamura Masahiro was silent for a moment, thinking briefly, and then gave a rough estimate of the time: As long as there are no unexpected events along the way, it will basically be this time.

"Coupled with the film's post-production, the specific time may not be until February next year..."