Time passed by in a hurry and passed quietly without anyone noticing. After Masahiro Nakamura led his staff to place the equipment and equipment properly, when they arrived at the dinner venue, it was already dark. p>
It was as if someone had covered the sky with a black curtain, all the light was blocked at the other end, leaving only endless darkness. The thick night was like ink, and it felt like you couldn't see your fingers. The outside world is pitch black, and with the breeze blowing by from time to time, the disturbing chill is like an omnipresent assassin, always thinking of ways to attack. In comparison, the store is like being in another world.
Same.
Whether it is the chandelier on the roof or the hanging lamp on the wall, they all do their best to emit light. Sufficient light diffuses wantonly, like water droplets overflowing from a water tank, constantly occupying the space, driving darkness into every corner.
Hidden corner.
In the bright and bright hall, there is a scene of people drinking and drinking, with laughter and laughter everywhere, and the continuous chatter is mixed in, presenting a happy and harmonious picture.
What is a little bit inconsistent is probably that among the group of people like Nakamura Masahiro, there are many people wearing work uniforms. At a glance, you will know that they are employees of Hokuriku Broadcasting Station.<
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"Everyone worked hard for today's shooting. I am very satisfied with everyone's work and hope that everyone can continue to do so in the future shooting."
Holding a large glass of drink, Masahiro Nakamura ran back and forth between various dining tables. Although he only exchanged a few simple greetings, and sipping the drink represented a toast, he also fully explained the word "entertainment".
Whether it is the backbone of each position, ordinary employees at the grassroots level, or the new actors who are starring, as well as the temporary managers assigned to them by the agency, Nakamura Masahiro tries his best to take care of them one by one.
After walking around, Nakamura Masahiro returned to his box with the empty cup in hand. The closed environment seemed very quiet, and the closed door isolated the noisy sounds in the hall from outside. Under the bright light,
, every guest in the box is friendly and cheerful.
"Sorry to keep everyone waiting."
First, he apologized politely to everyone present, and then moved to sit in his seat. Because everyone present was very familiar with him, Nakamura Masahiro didn't have too many polite words, and he felt more relaxed overall.<
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"It's okay, Nakamura-san is in charge now. When you have a heavy responsibility, it's natural to be busy."
Shinobu Terajima was the first to speak. She comforted Masahiro Nakamura with a smile on her face. As a representative among this group of senior people, her attitude often represents everyone's unanimous opinion.
"That's right, don't feel sorry, Nakamura-san."
Onishi Nobumi's face is also filled with a smile, but paired with his more serious face, it always feels a bit inconsistent. Well, maybe it can also be called a fake smile, right?
Sabu Kawara on the side also looked at Masahiro Nakamura with a smile on his face. Although he didn't say anything, his thoughts were obviously similar to Shinobu Terajima and Nobuyoshi Onishi.
After a polite chat, Nakamura Masahiro had a few drinks with these seniors with tea instead of wine. Afterwards, everyone chatted about some gossips and anecdotes in the industry, creating a lively atmosphere.
Suddenly, there was a violent noise outside the box. Even if the sound insulation condition of the box was very good, it could not stop the continuous penetration of the noise. The atmosphere was originally lively, but when they were suddenly disturbed, everyone in the box frowned.<
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"Is there any dispute happening outside?"
Shinobu Terajima couldn't help but start to speculate. Although she didn't go outside to see the situation, the chaotic noises, combined with the eating place, based on her experience, most likely there was some kind of dispute.<
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"Maybe someone is drunk and causing trouble."
Sabu Kawara also holds the same views and thoughts. Although this kind of thing is disgusting, it is relatively common no matter where it is, so Sabu Kawara doesn't pay too much attention to it.
"Then don't worry, we'd better not come forward. If we go out, we can easily get into trouble."
Onishi Nobumitsu directly expressed his attitude based on the principle that more things are worse than less things. They are public figures in the first place. If they are involved in these things, even if they have nothing to do with them, they will easily be reported as negative news.
When the news media reports, they don't care who you are. They just want artists to be involved. The bigger the deal, the better. This can attract more viewers, gain greater exposure, and ultimately lead to higher sales.
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However, Nakamura Masahiro is not a well-known figure after all, and he does not have as many worries as they do. In addition, there are many tables in the hall filled with staff and new actors brought by him, so he has to go out and take a look before he can rest assured.
"Sorry, I'd better go out and take a look. If there's no problem, I'll be back soon."
"Okay, Nakamura-san, please be more careful."
Shinobu Terajima, Nobumitsu Onishi and others were all veterans in the industry, so they naturally understood the difference in Nakamura Masahiro's status as a supervisor. So, they didn't say much, but they just didn't forget to give Nakamura Masahiro some advice.
After all, the situation outside is most likely caused by drunkenness and making trouble. If you don't pay a little attention and rush forward rashly, you will easily suffer unintentional disasters. No matter from which perspective, they are all different from Nakamura Masahiro's accident.
"Sorry, I'll go out first."
Nodding to everyone, Masahiro Nakamura stood up and left his seat. Then, he walked to the door, reached out, grabbed the handle, and opened the box door.
The original noisy noise was not so noisy because of the soundproofing of the box. At this time, Nakamura Masahiro opened the door of the box, and the violent noise immediately hit his face, accompanied by the sound of broken wine glasses and other objects, and a
A messy scene appeared in front of Nakamura Masahiro.
In the middle of the hall, Oshiro Shoji stood in front of a group of middle-aged uncles. Behind him, there was a group of TV station staff of about the same age. They all looked like they shared the same hatred, as if they were offended.
The group of middle-aged uncles opposite had red faces. It looked like they had drunk a lot of wine, and they were definitely drunk. It didn’t take much thinking to guess that they were probably the ones who started the trouble.
"What's going on? Zhaoji."
Walking to Oshiro Shoji's side with a quick stride, Nakamura Masahiro briefly looked at the middle-aged drunks opposite, and asked Oshiro Shoji in a casual tone: "Tell me, what is the specific situation?"
"Nakamura-san?!"
"Supervisor Nakamura?!"
"Supervision?!"
The appearance of Masahiro Nakamura made the staff's eyes light up, and his savior-like posture convinced them even more. Like a firefly in the dark, he subconsciously attracted everyone's attention and eyes.
Although Nakamura Masahiro is not very old, his tall and straight figure coupled with his status as a supervisor instantly make people ignore his immature immaturity, leaving a mark of greatness in everyone's hearts.
"Nakamura-san, they were the ones who got drunk and caused trouble."
The appearance of Nakamura Masahiro also made Ojo Shoji relieved, and his tense nerves were slightly relieved. While he continued to remain alert, he answered Nakamura Masahiro's questions at a very fast speed: "I just heard them ask
Director Komori's name came up, maybe he was sent by Director Komori to cause trouble."
Director Komori? The director who had an affair?
If Shoji Ojo had not mentioned this name, Nakamura Masahiro would have almost forgotten about Director Komori in Java. If he had not had an affair with the script writer, which caused the TV series preparation schedule to be ruined, Nakamura Masahiro would not have taken over the TV series.
Produced.
However, didn’t he enter the hospital? When did he run out again? Could it be that he was also in this store? Or were these people ordered by him to cause trouble?
All kinds of speculative thoughts are floating in my mind, like the pages of a book that are turning back and forth. I want to turn them over gently, but I can't help but be curious and want to explore the secrets.
"It's him, Masahiro Nakamura."
"It was him, the despicable villain, who took advantage of Director Komori's injury to steal Director Komori's position."
"It turns out that it was him that Director Komori was talking about, and he was just a yellow-haired boy."
"Teach him a lesson and let him return his position as director Komori."
Obviously, the group of people opposite may not necessarily know Nakamura Masahiro personally, but they have all heard of his name. This confirmed Nakamura Masahiro's identity, and everyone suddenly became angry, as if Nakamura Masahiro was guilty of a heinous crime.
The villain is the same.
I don’t know whether it was because he was pushed by someone or because he couldn’t stand firm for a while, but an uncle from the group of people opposite suddenly rushed out and fell straight towards Nakamura Masahiro, waving his arms wantonly.
It hit Masahiro Nakamura.
"Nakamura-san, be careful."
With quick eyes and quick hands, Oshiro Akira protected Nakamura Masahiro. While reminding Nakamura Masahiro, he pushed the man who was upside down with his backhand forcefully.
What Oshiro Shoji didn't expect was that Nakamura Masahiro's reaction was not slow. At the same time as he pushed the opponent away, Nakamura Masahiro raised his leg and kicked him. The moment he suddenly exerted force, he directly kicked the person far away.<
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If he hadn't been supported by a group of people confronting him behind him, his retreating posture would have alleviated the impact. As for the kick he just received from Masahiro Nakamura, even if he didn't fall down directly, it would still be extremely painful.<
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Everything that happened suddenly was so short that everyone didn't react and were stunned for a while. However, such a thing was like a drop of water dripping into a hot oil pan, and the originally calm surface was
It suddenly became boiling.
"Come on everyone, that despicable villain has taken action."
"Teach him a lesson and let him know how powerful his seniors are."
I don’t know who was making the noise, I just heard a few noisy voices on the opposite side, and then they all became excited. They were already in a drunken state, but now they raised their heads and raised their clenched fists high