Tokyo Literary Godfather

Nine o'clock in the morning, Chunqiu Co., Ltd.

"Mr. Itagaki...you...morning..."

The young girl at the front desk greeted Itagaki Kazuhiko, but when Itagaki Kazuhiko approached, she was startled.

There were two clear dark circles on Itagaki Kazuhiko's face, and the bags under his eyes were heavy. He looked like he was about to die suddenly, but his eyes were shining brightly and he looked full of energy.

He was not the type who was particularly good at staying up late. In order to stay up late and read, he drank several liters of strong tea. In addition, the publication of the book "White Night Journey" made him extremely excited and constantly stimulated his nerves.

So although the body is exhausted, the brain is extremely excited.

"Good morning, Miss Saito, is the minister here?"

"Mr. Kawaguchi, he hasn't arrived yet. Is there anything you need me to tell you? That's not right. He is your direct boss. It should be easier for you to see him than for me!" The front desk lady didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

"Yes……"

Itagaki Kazuhiko shook his head and walked into the office.

First there was a long morning meeting. Itagaki Kazuhiko was groggy at the meeting, and finally managed to get through the meeting. When he saw editor Nagakawaguchi Nobu, Itagaki stepped forward: "Minister, I have a work that I hope will pass the next review." serial meeting.”

Kawaguchi Nobu was startled: "Itagaki, are you okay? You look very bad."

"I'm fine."

"What's new? Come to my office and talk about it."

The conversation between Itagaki Kazuhiko and Kawaguchi Nobu was heard by others in the editorial office. Shimada raised his head and smiled at his colleague sitting opposite him: "Isn't this another socialist mystery novel?"

The colleague laughed and said, "Itagaki is not that stupid."

However, half a minute later, a somewhat anxious and puzzled voice came from the minister’s office: “Again the Socialists?!”

Nobu Kawaguchi scratched his hair: "Do you know the ranking of Xiaozheng, the socialist mystery author you are working with? The second to last one is worse than the results of the quick report! We are ready to cut the last one in half."

"To tell you the truth, even your author is quite critical of you now. He thinks it was because of your encouragement that he decided to write social reasoning. He blames our editors for his failure. You have no vision, will you experience the same failure a second time?"

Itagaki Kazuhiko seems to have expected Kawaguchi Nobui to say: "It is true that I made a mistake, but drawing on the experience of the last time, I firmly believe that the work I brought this time will be welcomed by readers."

Itagaki Kazuhiko added temporarily: "I even think it can win the Naoki Prize."

Nobu Kawaguchi laughed angrily: "You are getting more and more..."

He glanced at the name of the manuscript on the table: Bai Ye Xing, and asked: "Which teacher's work is this?"

"Works by Mr. Kei Fujiwara."

"I've never heard of that name."

"He's a very talented writer."

"What works have you produced before?"

"I have read this novel in its entirety, and it is perfect."

Nobu Kawaguchi was stunned, "Isn't he a newcomer?"

Itagaki Kazuhiko said shamelessly: "He is a genius."

"Are you new?"

Itagaki Kazuhiko pursed his lips: "...Yes."

Nobu Kawaguchi leaned back on his chair: "Socialist, newcomer... Itagaki, you are really going to cause trouble for me."

The Spring and Autumn Literary Appreciation is now gaining momentum, with sales rising steadily, and is expected to break the journal's record this year, so Nobu Kawaguchi is now particularly interested in the quality of his works.

Therefore, I would only invite manuscripts from some powerful best-selling writers, and be very careful when accepting manuscripts. Accepting the manuscript of the socialist reasoning article before was considered a risk, but the risk failed.

There is nothing to say if you fail, but don’t fall in the same place a second time.

"No, the manuscript will be returned." Kawaguchi said.

Itagaki Kazuhiko said: "Minister, please read this novel, it is really a good work!"

"If you are a newcomer, let him submit his article for the Newcomer Award. After he wins the award, we will ask him to write it. Before that..."

"This book is worthy of winning the Ranpo Prize or the Naoki Prize!" Itagaki Kazuhiko said firmly, "If we miss it, it will be our loss."

Kawaguchi Nobu looked at Itagaki Kazuhiko strangely. In his impression, Itagaki Kazuhiko is not a person who likes to speak freely. It seems to be the first time that he can win Naoki's reward for such direct and bold words.

Could it be that the last failure stimulated him? So now he desperately wants to make a socialist work popular to prove his vision?

"Itagaki, actually one failure is nothing, you..." Nobu Kawaguchi looked at Itagaki's firm expression and couldn't help but be infected by him.

"Okay, you can put this work here. I can take a look at it and talk about it if it's OK."

"Thank you, Minister! Please!" Itagaki Kazuhiko put the manuscript on the table and bowed deeply.

"Wait, there's more." Kawaguchi Nobubu said, "Although your grades and qualifications are sufficient, due to the failure of your previous work, your promotion to team leader has been postponed... I hope you understand that your grades as an author are at the bottom, and you But if you get promoted, your colleagues will criticize you."

"I understand." Itagaki Kazuhiko bowed again, "I'm causing trouble for you."

…

"How is this house?"

The real estate agent walked to the window and pulled the curtains. A building suddenly appeared in front of him, blocking most of the sunlight.

"How about it, not bad."

"What's so nice? The clothes can't even be dried."

"It's a women's apartment opposite."

Fujiwara Keido: "If you want to see naked women, I can go to the video store to rent a disc."

This real estate agent's name is Tanaka, who is regarded as Fujiwara Kei's senior. After graduation, he couldn't find a job in his major and directly became an agent.

In Japan, the entry threshold for intermediaries is still relatively high, and the earnings are relatively high. Tanaka has no obsession with being an artist and is very satisfied with his job as an agency.

"Oh, renting a DVD is not as exciting as real-life scenes... I'm kidding you. This house doesn't require you to have an employment certificate, and the rent is the cheapest in this area."

“In the Ikebukuro area, the houses here are the most cost-effective.”

"What about the shortcomings?" Kei Fujiwara knew that houses in Tokyo couldn't be cheap for no reason, there must be some flaws.

In fact, Kei Fujiwara is already a little stretched now. He can accept even a haunted house. Poverty makes people materialistic.

"The public security is not very good," Tanaka said honestly. "Because Kabukicho is nearby, many nightclub PRs live here. Drunks are often seen nearby, and sometimes there are fights. The most common one is sexual harassment."

"But it shouldn't be a big problem for you. I remember you know karate, right?"

"Even karate can't beat a wine bottle." Although he said this, Kei Fujiwara was quite satisfied with this house, which at least allowed him to stay in Tokyo.

"Actually, this is also a benefit..." Tanaka laughed lewdly, "I checked and found out that the people living on this floor are all beautiful ladies. The people in Kabukicho are all old men who can't get hard. They must be very depressed. Come on! If you take advantage of the opportunity, you can eat until you are full!"

"Tanaka-kun, if you continue like this, you will be complained by customers sooner or later."

Tanaka smiled and said: "You must underestimate me, I am the sales champion of our club this month. It is our basic skill to meet people and order food."

He came over and patted Kei Fujiwara on the shoulder, "Go out and talk. If you are not satisfied, I will show you again and I will give you a 30% discount on the agency fee."

"You said you are writing a novel now. Is there any publisher willing to publish your work?" The two of them randomly found a small restaurant to eat, and Tanaka asked while sucking on the buckwheat noodles.

Fujiwara Keido: "Yesterday the editor of the Spring and Autumn Literature Prize accepted my work. I don't know what the outcome will be."

"Well, it's good to have more choices. It's really hard to find a job in the broadcast industry now." Tanaka shook his head and sighed, "I was deeply touched at the beginning. I finally got an internal recommendation job at Dongdao Channel, but they turned out I was assigned to the Hokkaido branch, so I resigned, so I might as well become an intermediary."

"Tokyo..." Tanaka suddenly sighed.

After Tianzhong and Principal separated, the sky gradually darkened. Although Tanaka was not in good shape on the surface, Kei Fujiwara knew that the shirt under his American suit was soaked with sweat.

After being separated from the customer Kei Fujiwara, he hurriedly went to serve the next customer. Life was so difficult for everyone.