In the following time, Kadokawa Haruki was like a person who simply invited friends to dinner, constantly introducing the special dishes here, and he seemed to be more proficient than the waitress in the restaurant.
"Naoki-san, I just opened the mint jelly and fig soup, it's very appetizing~" Haruki Kadokawa picked at the red girl fruit, then put a cucumber roll into his mouth, "The real meal will be after that~"
The female general in kimono presented a lotus leaf sashimi, fresh lotus leaves were decorated with lotus flowers, and the slight water droplets swayed slightly with the female general's movements, just like a real lotus blooming on the tray.
"At this time of year, it seems that the lotus flowers in Tokyo haven't bloomed yet, right?"
Nagayama Naoki just cooed in a low voice, but the female general next to him already answered gently but seriously: "The lotus leaves used in our store are all picked fresh in the morning. This year's climate is very good, and the lotus flowers have already bloomed in the middle of the year.
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Kadokawa Haruki also confirmed: "Yes, Naoki-san and Kikunoi both prepare dishes according to the season."
"Hahaha, I see, I'm going to give it a try!" Nagayama Naoki scratched his cheek, feeling a little embarrassed.
"Otomo-san, and Gong-kun, don't be polite, this sashimi is Akashi sea bream."
Yoshimura Otomo said quickly: "'Akashi sea bream', then I want to have a good taste!"
As one of Japan's most precious sea bream, it can only be caught when migrating through the Akashi Strait.
In summer in Kikunoi, fish accounts for a large part of the dishes made. In this meal, Nagayama Naoki has already eaten Akashi sea bream, snakehead, sea bass, conger eel, etc., and used sashimi respectively.
Burning, blanching, grilling and other techniques, coupled with special side dishes and dipping sauces, let people feel the different tastes of several kinds of fish.
During this period, Kadokawa Haruki and Morikawa Koya toasted from time to time. The atmosphere on the table was very warm, and Yoshimura Otomo's face was already visibly red.
"Chun Shusang, have another drink!"
This old man was no longer as restrained as before, and began to invite drinks frequently, while Isao Morikawa played a supporting role, blocking the drinks for his boss.
When the appetizers were basically finished, the female general brought a bowl of kudzu noodle dishes. The noodles were mixed with various side dishes, topped with dashi, soy sauce, and mirin sauce, and served in a chilled pottery.
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The refreshing and refreshing noodles refreshed the heads of several people who had just been burning due to drinking. It seemed that in order to calm down the excitement caused by the cold bowl, the next dishes were a little slower, and there was a period of rest in between.
Nagayama Naoki didn't want to be so curious anymore, so he asked directly:
"Chun Shusang, why did you suddenly think of inviting us two to dinner today?"
Kadokawa Haruki didn't hide anything after hearing this, and said it very straightforwardly: "Haha, there is no special reason. I just heard the news about Naoki-san from Gongjun, and there is actually another movie about to be released! This
The speed really made people curious, and then I thought of the previous help in advance, so I took the liberty to invite you two."
"Naoki-san, Otomo-san, please feel free to enjoy the delicious food. It has nothing to do with movie promotion, and there are no other problems." Isao Morikawa also testified.
"Hahaha, since Haruki-san and Morikawa-san have said so, then I have nothing to be reserved about." Nagayama Naoki smiled and picked up a glass of wine and toasted to the two of them: "To be honest, this is still
This is my first time to eat such authentic kaiseki cuisine.”
Who would normally drive two hours just to have an expensive meal here, and you may not even be able to make a reservation.
Kadokawa Haruki drank the glass of wine and began to fill it up again: "This is the second time I have seen Naoki-san's drinking capacity. So far, I am not drunk at all!"
"Haha, Naoki-san is a big drinker!" Otomo Yoshimura exhorted from the side, "We haven't even seen him drunk yet!"
"Oh? This is really awesome!"
The Japanese room returned to its previous bustle, and the female general brought out the last few dishes one after another.
The best A5 grade rump beef, after being boiled, the soft meat texture is combined with different sauces and ingredients to create different levels of taste, each one is very delicious.
Ayu rice is made from the ayu that was the tribute of Emperor Qianlong. The roasted ayu is crushed and mixed with the rice cooked in the konbu bonito stock. After it is served in a small bowl, the rice has the flavor of fish and the fish has the flavor of rice. It is a rich combination.
Soup as the final main course.
The last dessert is also very novel, it is sweet matcha shaved ice, which is both soothing and refreshing.
He said that he wanted to see Naoki Nagayama's drinking capacity, but the other three people in the restaurant did not have this capacity. They quickly became fascinated by the lake while they kept toasting.
Although Nagayama Naoki was a little dizzy at this time, he was still a long way from being drunk.
Kadokawa Naoki's chauffeur was indeed very dedicated in sending everyone back home.
After Naoki Nagayama told him the address of Otomo Haofang Village, he wandered into Yamazakura Yard. He saw a dog wagging its tail in front of him. After running to his feet, he jumped away because he smelled the smell of alcohol, and then
Just jumping back and forth in tangles.
"Yingtaro, go up first~"
After drinking a glass of milk to relieve the hangover in the living room, and checking that there were no messages or anything like that, Naoki Nagayama took Yotaro upstairs to rest.
In the middle of the night, as the solar spotlights were turned off, the entire Yamazakaku-yuan became silent.
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I didn’t sleep well yesterday. I shot all day during the day and participated in a program in the evening. Akina Nakamori dragged her exhausted body back to the apartment.
But my spirit seemed to be too tired. Although I was very tired, I didn't want to sleep at all. After taking a bath, I sat on the bed blankly, not even wanting to move.
I thought about the novel I stayed up late reading yesterday, and looked at the phone next to me. I had the urge to call, but it was already past 11 o'clock.
"Naoki-san should have rested already~" The considerate girl did not interrupt in the end. The stationery on the table suddenly gave her inspiration, so she took out a piece of stationery and started scribbling...
Half an hour later, Akina put the letter paper into an envelope and planned to mail it out tomorrow.
As if I had completed some task, my mind suddenly relaxed, and the sleepiness that had accumulated all day suddenly came to my mind.
He lay on the bed with his head up, closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.
There was also a letter in his hand.
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The progress of film editing has been very fast. In a few days, after completing the editing of the main line, the further improvements have been refined and Naoki Nagayama can no longer get involved.
Now his job is to sit in the editing room for a while, watching the excellent work of Shuichi Indou and Masataka Komori like a capitalist, and praise him from time to time; and then go fishing in the office and read newspapers and magazines.
, to highlight a bit of presence in the studio.
"Naoki-san," Yoshimura Otomo walked into the office and saw Nagayama Naoki, "are you still here?"
"What do you mean you're still here..." Nagayama Naoki was unhappy after hearing this, "I'm here to edit the movie, okay, I've been working for many days!"
Yoshimura Otomo chuckled: "Hasn't it been completely handed over to Shuichi-san and the others?"
Even if he is not in the office often, he still knows the status of film editing. At this time, whether Nagayama Naoki stays here or not is irrelevant.
"With the abilities of the two of them, they're still far behind!" Naoki Nagayama glanced at the editing room nearby to make sure they didn't hear, "In the end, it's up to me to check."
"Hahaha, hey, I understand." Fangcun Otomo sat relaxedly on the chair, and his whole body seemed to have put down some burden.
Nagayama Naoki asked curiously: "What happened to Otomo-san? Did you find the money? You look so happy?"
"I found money, you can say that!" Yoshimura Otomo said mysteriously, "The commission Kadokawa got from contacting the movie theater this time is almost zero!"
"?why is that?"
The last two times Kadokawa Pictures helped contact movie theaters to arrange screenings, the percentage collected was almost 10% of the total box office.
In addition to giving 40% to theaters, half of the box office will go out.
Giving away money for free?
"Minister Morikawa said that after all, Kadokawa is the second largest shareholder of Shuyu Pictures. We are all one family and it is right to contribute to the company!"
This sentence sounds high-sounding, but in fact, I cannot believe a word of it.
"Sure enough, the meal that day was not very simple. Otomo-san, take retreat to advance. Kadokawa will probably increase his participation in Shuyou movies."
"Eh? Why? Aren't you already a shareholder?"
Nagayama Naoki thought for a while: "It should be that we have developed too fast. Two movies worth more than 2 billion have surpassed Kadokawa Pictures. Such a large industry can no longer be handled casually."
"Otomo-san, get ready. It is expected that after "The Tale of Hachiko", Kadokawa Pictures will send people to participate in the company's operations."
"You mean, someone will be sent to supervise?"
"Ah, yes, I will most likely supervise the finances."
How could VCs in the previous life invest in start-up companies and just ignore it? It is certain to put a person in the financial process. It is stricter and will intervene in the personnel and decision-making of the start-up company.
After Fangcun Dayou heard this, he fell silent for a moment, remembering how many times he had been robbed of fruits by capital before.
"Naoki-san, will someone come to pick peaches again?"
"Picking peaches? Seizing power?" Nagayama Naoki smiled, "Otomo-san, don't worry, the ultimate asset Shuyou Pictures wants is always the three of us! Besides, I am the major shareholder! After such a long time
development, we are no longer the weaklings who couldn’t resist.”
Nagayama Naoki's comfort made Yoshimura Otomo calm down a little. Also, this young man is the core asset of the company!
"Haha, I feel relieved after Naoki-san said that."
After regaining his mood, his energy returned to Yoshimura Otomo: "Naoki-san, are you okay later? Do you want to go and see Yin Teng Junko's activities?"
As soon as Junko Into's second song was released, it quickly reached the top twenty of the charts. Although it was a pity, Akina Nakamori at this time was not as popular as Junko Into.
The idol whose fan base has increased greatly has started to hold handshake parties and other activities frequently. He has also appeared on music programs on TV. He also often appears in non-music variety shows. Overall, he is already an idol who is on the right track.
's idol.
"Is it okay to shake hands?" Nagayama Naoki thought for a moment, what's the point of looking at a group of excited young boys? So he decisively refused.
"Forget it, I'm going to check on the progress of the disco later."
"Okay, then I'll go there first!"
The departing figure of Otomo Fangcun was so turbulent that he did not look like a middle-aged Mediterranean man.
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Nagayama Naoki drove to the disco and saw that the outer wall was covered with graffiti that looked messy but looked inexplicably beautiful upon closer inspection.
Following the guidance of the cyberbeautiful girls on the walls on both sides of the door, Naoki Nagayama opened the door. The inside was completely different from when he looked at it last week.
The dim yellow and blue colors are all over the disco. The neon lights flicker on and off, the exposed wires will spray sparks from time to time, and the steam will come out of the pipes, giving the disco space a sense of dilapidation, but the indigo steel
The walls, neatly decorated with machinery, and the vaguely harsh light screens, reveal a highly developed sense of technology. The walls are covered with graffiti that screams hoarse, adding human emotion to the cold mechanical style.
The wasteland cyberpunk style that Naoki Nagayama wanted was well expressed by Naoya Sakata.
"Naoki-san, what do you think?"
Naoya Sakata looked at this scene and admired it in his heart. This style may not have appeared in the whole of Tokyo, or even the whole world.
"Naoya-san, I'm very satisfied. Let's wait until the sound control system is online to see the effect." Nagayama Naoki is very confident that this style will give everyone who comes to the disco a sense of impact that they have never experienced before.
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At that time, Araki and the Blast band will have to rehearse for a period of time in advance.
“Young people who want to fly to outer space will love this place!”
After inspecting the disco, Naoki Nagayama did not go to see the shops in Silver Valley. That place was being demolished. I heard that Honma's first-class architect was staying at the construction site day and night, trying to complete his design as soon as possible.
brought into the world.
It’s better not to bother me at this time.
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Akihiro Hirayama, Sales Manager of Toyota Motor Store,
I called him a few days ago and asked Nagayama Naoki to pick up the car at any time.
The eagerness in his tone can be felt through the microphone. If there is nothing wrong today, let's go pick up the car.
Nagayama Naoki drove the sports car back to Yamasakurain, then went to the bank to withdraw four million in cash and put it in a cowhide envelope.
After that, I took a taxi to the Toyota car store.
After getting off the car, before entering the store, I saw Akihiro Hirayama coming out: "Naoki-san~~ You are finally here!
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"I've been waiting for you for so many days!
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This affectionate and aggrieved voice sounded like a heartless man who had done something bad to him, making Nagayama Naoki's hair stand on end:
"I said, Manager Hirayama, can you stop talking so disgustingly?"
Akihiro Hirayama seemed to realize that something was wrong, and quickly restrained himself and returned to his usual salesperson tone. He also asked with a familiar smile: "Hahaha, what attitude does Naoki-san want me to adopt?"
"Well, if I can, I like that unruly look..."
Nagayama Naoki posed a difficult problem that Hirayama Akihiro couldn't resist for a while, so he could only pretend not to hear and forcefully return to the topic:
"Naoki-san is here to pick up the car today, please come with me."
"Haha,~"
After signing a bunch of documents, Hirayama Akihiro took Nagayama Naoki to a nearby warehouse, opened the warehouse door,
"Naoki-san, this is your Toyota Century."
A car parked quietly inside, with a pure black shell and silver lines. The appearance was very simple and low-key, but it had a simple beauty. The spacious body and length were larger than other cars, solemn and grand; the interior
The seats are made of high-grade velvet material and are equipped with traditional white curtains and white headrests. The back row also has bookshelves and reading lights.
