120. Now that youve made money, why dont you consider buying a house?
...
The two chatted all the way back to the studio,
Itou Shuichi was still guiding his two apprentices in shooting, and there was an uncle next to him who was also looking at the model.
When he saw the two of them coming back, he patted his pants and stood up, walked to their car, smiled and asked:
"How's it going? Have you been thrown out?"
"Hahaha, how is it possible? Our mature acting skills have perfectly hid it from the Ito family." Yoshimura Otomo said with a relaxed smile, "I will probably never call you again."
Next to him, Naoki Nagayama also laughed: "It's natural for others to look down on a firm that lacks strength."
"Who asked you to raise your cards randomly? It's so embarrassing~"
Nagayama Naoki smiled helplessly. He had been complained about this countless times. He himself also blamed himself for being cheap, why did he join in the fun and do that...
"Shuichi-san, what are you filming?"
Changing the topic abruptly, Yitou Shuichi chuckled and did not continue: "It should be a fashion photo shoot for a certain magazine. I need to take pictures of various urban crowds. I was introduced by a previous regular customer. I don't know.
How many lots of orders~"
This kind of operation should be regarded as a clear rule in the industry. Large companies assign business to sub-suppliers, and the suppliers then split the business to various small photography studios...
The money is getting less and less each time, but it also supports a lot of photographers~
"Xiu Yisang, is there something wrong over there?"
Nagayama Naoki took a look and found that something was wrong. The strange uncle seemed to be very irritable. He kept communicating with Komori Masataka and Inada Masami, pointing at the model, and the faint roar could be heard here.
Already.
"Eh? It seems like something happened, I'll go take a look~"
Itou Shuichi also noticed it and quickly ran over to understand the situation.
...
Naoki Nagayama watched him pass, so he didn't ask any more questions and continued chatting with Otomo Yoshimura next to him.
"Otomo-san, your family is planning to come to Tokyo slowly now, right?"
Fangcun Otomo shuddered again: "Not yet, my son is still in junior high school, but now I am a little more comfortable and can go back and forth once a week."
"That's it, but after the share is divided this time, I should be able to buy a good piece of land in Tokyo. Don't you think about it, Otomo-san?"
Well aware of the trends in the next few years, Naoki Nagayama always advises people around him to buy houses and land, "Or you can buy a shop. My current shop can bring me nearly 4 million yuan in rent every month."
Woolen cloth."
"Is it so high? Where did Naoki-san buy the shop?" Fangcun Otomo was shocked. This amount is equivalent to a white-collar worker's salary without food or water for a year.
"One in Shibuya and one in Akihabara." There's nothing to hide from this.
"There! The shops must be very expensive~" After living in Tokyo for so many years, I probably know the prices well.
"How can it be so cheap in a business district? Usually no one wants to sell it. I was lucky enough to buy the one in Shibuya for about 100 million."
Fangcun Dayou was shocked again: "100 million? I can't even afford it with my share~"
"You can buy somewhere else~ Otomo-san, you can think about it. After all, if your children come to Tokyo to study, it will be smoother in the future."
"If you say that, Naoki-san..." Yoshimura Otomo seemed to be thinking seriously.
Naoki Nagayama has just pointed it out. It’s really hard to say much about this kind of thing, but when it comes to children’s education, there are no parents in East Asia who don’t care about it.
If Tsuruko hadn't already been in her second year of high school and was a top student, Naoki Nagayama would have asked her parents to let her study in Tokyo.
After chatting for a while, I found that Itou Shuichi still hadn’t calmed down.
"Otomo-san, let's go take a look~"
Nagayama Naoki plans to go there and see the excitement~
...
As he got closer, the middle-aged man's roar became clearer and clearer.
"Itou-san, what kind of model do you think you are looking for? She is rustic,
How can it be possible to capture the feeling of a high-end man that is demanded by the demander!"
The model next to me looked aggrieved. No one had ever called me rustic since I was a child...
"Private Marseille, Iwamoto-san, we have found other models and are on the way. We will definitely meet your requirements!" Facing the sponsor's father introduced by a regular customer, Itou Shuichi could only do his best to comfort him.
"I've been saying that it's coming since half an hour ago, but it's still not coming! Itou-san, I'm very doubtful about your ability!" Iwamoto Kunio complained reluctantly,
Originally, this list was just to fill in some photos of urban men. I could just take the photos and send them to his spouse’s house. It’s not his fault that he couldn’t be selected. He just needs to earn labor fees~
But I don’t know what happened, and suddenly decided to make an annual special issue, and the payment method changed to charging based on the photos taken.
As a result, he, a third-level distributor, was also saddled with photo quotas. If the accepted photos did not reach a certain number, he would not even receive labor fees!
It was the end of the year and something like this suddenly happened. He had ten thousand horses running around in his heart, but he couldn't run to his family's sponsors. He could only vent his anger on these little Party B.
"The person who introduced me here said that you are very capable and provide good service... If we don't find a suitable model, I will scold that introducer!"
"Private Marseille, we will do our best to find you!" Itou Shuichi was said to have lost his temper and could only bow.
Iwamoto Kunio said that he was about to go out to smoke a cigarette to calm down. As he walked out, he lowered his head and looked for something in his coat, but suddenly bumped into someone at the door.
"Ah, are you okay? Sorry, I didn't notice you just now."
When I looked up, I saw a handsome young man in a blue-gray suit, who was a little embarrassed to apologize to him. The sunlight outside the door shone in, and this handsome man seemed to be glowing...
Kunio Iwamoto seemed to have forgotten what he was going to do for a moment, and murmured: "It's nothing, it doesn't matter~"
Then he suddenly remembered something and grabbed Nagayama Naoki's arm, excitedly saying: "So it's you!"
Then he turned around and said loudly: "Itou-san, the model is finally here! This time she is really good!"
As he said that, he would pull him over.
Nagayama Naoki was a little confused at this time, didn't he just bump into it?
Why is this person holding me back?
Want compensation?
At this time, Itou Shuichi also looked over: "Naoki-san?!"
Kunio Iwamoto said happily: "It is indeed him. It's fine if he comes. It's fine if he's a little late. Let's hurry up and take the photo."
With that said, he pushed Nagayama Naoki towards the curtain,
Nagayama Naoki finally came to his senses and shouted to Itou Shuichi: "Shuichi-san, what does this gentleman look like?"
Itou Shuichi finally reacted and immediately said: "Iwamoto-san, please wait..."
"Nani? Time is running out, Itou-san, why don't we start quickly!"
Seeing that Iwamoto Kuni-san seemed to have made up his mind, Itou Xiu thought:
"I need to touch up my makeup after all! There's no rush!"
She said to the makeup artist Mayu Rena who was standing by: "Rena-chan, put some makeup on Naoki-san!"
Nagayama Naoki was dragged away to put on makeup in a daze.
