Tokyo bubble life

By the way, I had a working meal in the studio, and when I walked out of the studio, it was already past noon,

No matter how hard it was to get rid of Xiu Yisang who had bright eyes,

But he also asked him to bring the complete script to the next meeting~

When he left the studio, he was still muttering: "Should I make a romantic TV series? Or a horror movie? This is really a difficult choice~"

Between sweet love and scary stories, normal people should choose love, right?

Could it be that Xiu Yisang is actually a twisted guy in his heart?

Naoki Yongshan thought of Shuichi Itou's flamboyant attitude on the set and his excitement when he went to Shimizu's Yamaguchi-gumi as a guest, and his heart tightened.

"It's said that those who engage in art have some psychological problems to some extent. There may be something wrong with Xiu Yisang~ Should I stay away from it?"

After going out the door, the clouds in the gloomy sky were getting thicker and thicker, and suddenly a gust of cold wind blew, Naoki Yongshan couldn't help tightening his windbreaker tightly.

Now that the issue of year-end awards was discussed today, Naoki Yongshan found that he hadn't been to a disco for a long time

So he drove the Toyota Century towards Takadanobaba.

On Disco Road in Takadanobaba, the number of party lines has decreased a little recently, and it must have been reduced by half compared to the past heyday.

But it's understandable, the weather is too cold~

Naoki Yongshan parked the car on the side of the road, a Toyota Century parked here is not conspicuous at all, and there are many red sports cars and yellow convertibles in the surrounding parking spaces.

Most of the people who drive to the disco by themselves are rich.

The two black-clothed security guards standing at the door obviously recognized Naoki Naoyama. When they saw the person coming, they opened the door graciously and shouted coldly: "Boss, welcome!"

If I bow again, maybe the people in line next to me will think that Naoki Naoyama is the boss of some kind of organization.

Naoki Naoyama walked in from the main entrance, opened the heavy curtain, and the interior of the disco suddenly appeared.

The cold wind is still rustling outside the disco, but the heat wave is still rolling inside the gate,

Even in the afternoon, the deafening and powerful music made the whole disco noisy, and the dynamic rhythm seemed to make the whole ground vibrate, and the cool lights full of technological sense also flashed together, driving the guests in the venue to shake their bodies excitedly!

Performing on the stage is the previously invited Blast band, but they should only perform for one or two hours per show, and the rest of the time will be taken over by DJ, otherwise people can't stand it.

Naoki Yongshan passed the crowd and walked towards the bar, where the backstage was.

The waiter at the bar recognized his boss and wanted to deliver a special cocktail, but Naoki Yongshan refused on the grounds that he wanted to drive.

After passing through a small door and entering the backstage, the music that made people's eardrums hurt suddenly became 70% quieter, and then I found Motomo Araki who was keeping accounts in the small office in the backstage.

"Naoki-san, why are you here?" Motomo Araki was very surprised when he saw Naoki Yongshan. His boss hadn't come here for almost a month.

"Ah, isn't it the end of the year? We just discussed the year-end bonus, so let's talk about it with Moji-san."

"Is it time to give out the year-end bonus again?!" Araki Shigetomo seemed to have thought of this suddenly, but this has nothing to do with him, after all, he is also the one who gets the dividend directly.

Naoki Yongshan sat down: "Hey, the specific selection method is still the same as last year, and it is sent based on the score sheet. Mozhi-san still has an impression?"

"Hey, last year's form is still there."

"That's fine~ Get your grades before this week~"

At present, the official employees of the disco should only be male and female waiters, DJs, security guards, and the four members of the Blast band who just signed this year, such as the lead dancers in the venue, the atmosphere group, etc., are all short-term hired, and they are all paid on a case-by-case basis. Money, all the workload is actually not very big.

Motomo Araki nodded in agreement, looking at Naoki Nagayama, he meant to leave, so he couldn't help saying:

"Naoki-san, are you leaving now?"

"Well, is there anything else?" Naoki Yongshan showed a puzzled look.

Disco manager Shigetomo Araki has mixed feelings

This is a disco under your name, why don't you take a tour after you come here and ask for advice? Naoki-san, you make me a little uneasy!

Are you not afraid that I will cooperate with the staff to cheat and embezzle something?

Of course, Naoki Naoyama is not worried, the land is mine, and the bills come from Shuyou Yinghua’s financial manager, Mitsurei Kitamura. The manager is directly divided, and he cooperates with the people in the store to be greedy for money. Is it really more than your share?

Motomo Araki paused and gave a reason: "Naoki-san, it's almost Christmas, do you have any opinions on the Christmas activities we planned?"

Only then did Yongshan Naoki remember that there seemed to be a lot of Christmas decorations in the hall,

"Well, if you say that, I have no objection."

It's just an ordinary event, so there's nothing to say, "If I really want to say it, at worst, treat each guest to a cocktail that day~"

"Huh?! Everyone give it?"

"Well, a cocktail is only about 500-800 yen. Anyway, everyone who comes in has a 1,000-yen ticket fee, so there is nothing wrong with returning it."

Naoki Naoyama said casually, at most, there were only more than 500 people in a whole day, that is to say, only 400,000 yen, sprinkle water~

Motomo Araki was amazed at Naoki Naoki's idea, but who told his boss to be a rich man?

"Hi, I see."

After chatting for a while, Naoki Yongshan left and left through the back door. This time, he didn't want too many people to see him.

What he didn't know was that after Christmas, there was a legend of a big fat sheep in a nightclub among young people who liked to dance disco.

It is said that if you meet this guy, every guest in this nightclub will get a free cocktail!

After walking out of the disco for quite a long time, Naoki Yongshan felt that the explosive rhythm was still echoing in his ears, and his eardrums were bulging.

How do you feel disconnected? Can't even get up at nightclubs?

With such doubts, Naoki Nagayama is going to go to Sanmaiju in Ginza to drink a cup of hot tea.

It's the life of old people~

But when passing by Shibuya, looking at the shops, Naoki Naoyama's mind flashed, and finally remembered what he had done less!

He forgot to buy New Year's presents for his family and friends!

In previous years, before the Chinese New Year, He Zi would call in a hurry to remind himself not to forget the gift or something, but this year it might be because he was too busy preparing for the college entrance examination, so he didn't make a single call.

This made Yongshan Naoki also forget about buying gifts.

Thinking of this, Naoki Yongshan hurriedly stopped in Shibuya, ready to confirm the gift today.

Shibuya has not been less lively because of the cold weather. Pedestrians wearing thick clothes make the whole street look more crowded.

Naoki Nagayama did not pass through the Hachiko ticket gate of JR Shibuya Station, so he did not see the increasingly famous "Statue of Hachiko", but after passing through the busy Shibuya intersection, he still came to the bustling Shibuya Center Street.

Department stores, restaurants, clubs \u0026amp; amusement parks, and various specialty stores are densely arranged on both sides of the street. Even in the daytime, the colorful signboards can dazzle your eyes.

If you take a closer look, the clothes sold in the store are all super trendy styles, almost the same as the clothes more than 20 years later.

Naoki Nagayama walked along the street with the crowd, thinking about what kind of gift he would prepare for his family.

For Hezi, she is about to face a big exam. Could it be possible to give her a poster of Conan to hang on the bedside? "Is it difficult to fail a course?" No, no, let's talk about it in college~

What else to give. Forget it, let’s think about it in the end~

You are happy to give anything from your mother, right? Buy it when you see the right one~

According to my father, the tea set is almost ready, the only thing that is missing is the tea, I will go to Sanmaiju to get some later~

It’s a bit strange that the elder brother said that he always gives the fisherman’s suit before, so why don’t we just give the camping suit this time, so that we can prepare in advance when we go to the wild in the future!

(A certain Yongshan Aoki, who was cooking in an izakaya, couldn't help but sneezed! In exchange for his father, Yongshan Jian scolded: "Aoki! If you do this kind of thing in the kitchen again, then pack up and go to Shizuoka Mountain Go up!")

Walking around the streets of Shibuya, Naoki Naoyama already has several gift bags in his hands, including a bag for his mother, a makeup set for Tsuruko, and field sneakers for his elder brother. I bought some clothes for myself, and sure enough, once I started spending money, it was hard to hold back my hands.

After buying things, when he was about to walk towards his parking space, two figures suddenly appeared in front of him. Naoki Naoyama thought he had almost bumped into someone by accident, so he said "Private Marseille" and was about to go around. But I didn't expect two people to stand in front of me directly,

"Private Marseille, can I delay you a little?" The older middle-aged man bowed slightly.

Only then did Yongshan Naoki take a serious look. One of these two people was older and looked very ordinary, and the other was younger and looked handsome. Anyway, he didn't know him.

"Is there something wrong?" Yongshan Naoki asked peacefully, and Yongshan Naoki was not worried about paparazzi, after all, he was wearing a mask.

The man who looked older respectfully handed over a business card: "This is Akira Sudou, the producer of Sony Records. Is this Mr. Naoki Nagayama?"

It was recognized! ! !

"Hey, I don't have a business card for now." Naoki Naoyama was surprised. After accepting the business card, he hurriedly asked, "How did you recognize me?"

A smile appeared on Sudou Akira's round face: "When I was in the store just now, I happened to see Naoki-san taking off the mask, so I recognized it."

Naoki Yongshan was even more surprised. If the person opposite was a girl, he wouldn't be so surprised.

"Mr. Sudou, are you my fan?"

"Hahaha, if you say you are a fan, you are indeed a fan~" Sudou Akira laughed even more cheerfully, "Actually, I have been paying attention to Naoki-san's songs"

Attention as a music producer!

Speaking of it, Naoki Naoyama, as a music creator from heaven, has sold 6 songs in just over a year, which really surprised the record industry, especially the major record companies.

But there is one bad thing, that is, this guy doesn't accept the invitation song,

It would be fine if he sang all the songs by himself or for his own artists, but half of the songs are sung by singers outside his own company

In addition, this guy didn't participate in any industry activities, and he didn't even have any familiar creator friends. Record producers who wanted to contact him were blocked by Otomo Fangcun of the company.

This makes every record company very uncomfortable~

"Naoki-san, if it's convenient, could you please chat for a while?" Akira Sudou saw that Naoki Naoyama was not angry or refused coldly, so he invited, "By the way, this is Yutaka Ozaki, A rookie who just joined the industry."

"It's the first time I've met you. I'm Yutaka Ozaki." Yutaka Ozaki bowed respectfully.

Naoki Naoyama originally planned to refuse, but after hearing the name, he felt very familiar. Although Japanese male singers are rarely heard, talented people who died young are always easy to be remembered by others.

"Ah, it looks like nothing happened for now."

"Hey, let's find a coffee shop~" Sudou Akira smiled even more happily.

Naturally, there are many coffee shops in Shibuya. After the three of them sat down, Naoki Naoyama couldn't help but look at Yutaka Ozaki, which made the young man even more reserved.

"A newcomer to Sony Records? Was Brother Ozaki discovered by scouts?"

Sudo Akira took over the conversation: "Ozaki signed the contract through the audition."

"Then your singing skills must be very good~"

"Of course, otherwise, how can I stand out in front of everyone."

The praise from the two seniors made the shy little brother a little shy, and his face turned red.

After chatting for a few words, Naoki Naoyama asked the main topic: "If Sudou-san found me, it should be because of Brother Ozaki, right?"

"Hey, Naoki-san is right. Although we have signed Ozaki, we have no idea about his debut, and we haven't prepared any suitable songs for him."

"Isn't there any suitable music in Sony's music library?"

"." Sudou Akira had a headache. Although Sony's music library is huge, but as a low-level producer, I really don't have much resources. Those excellent songs are all in the hands of the old people.

"There is no very suitable one for the time being, so we are thinking of seeking a song from the outside world."

Naoki Yongshan understood: "So I happened to see me today and decided to give it a try?"

"Hey, I'm very rude, but Naoki-san, this kid Ozaki has extraordinary talent and is a singer with great potential. Please give me a chance."

Although he was sitting, Akira Sudou still bowed at 90 degrees with his upper body, making Naoki Naoyama sweat for his spine.

I lost my full attendance last month. I lost half a month's salary. So I wrote very slowly.