The time hand slowly reached six o'clock, and it was time to get off work in the Japanese workplace. However, no one in the office got up and left.
All of them had their heads buried, sitting at their workstations with their bodies bent over, their expressions of concentration and seriousness, as if they were actively working.
"Huh?"
Coming out of the president's office slowly, Nakamura Masahiro was a little surprised when he saw this scene.
Although I know that the overtime culture is prevalent in Japanese workplaces and have seen many similar scenes, this is the first time I have experienced it as a president.
"President..."
Seeing Masahiro Nakamura standing at the door of the office, Nana Hashimoto quickly put down what she was doing and quickly approached him.
"Forget it today...Hashimoto-san..."
His eyes briefly stayed on the working staff for a few seconds. Although they performed well, Nakamura Masahiro could still tell that they were pretending to paddle.
"I will make an announcement tomorrow. From now on, as long as the work is completed normally, I will get off work on time. If the office does not work overtime every day, there is no point."
As the saying goes, there are policies at the top and countermeasures at the bottom. Overtime culture is popular in Japanese workplaces, and the social animals at the bottom naturally have ways to deal with it.
That is to work hard during normal work hours, leaving part of the work that could have been completed on time and completing it in the delayed overtime time.
Although this has no practical significance, on the surface, the attitude of employees working overtime seems to be dedicated to their jobs, which makes the senior management in the workplace feel very useful.
However, Masahiro Nakamura does not need such false superficiality. Time is so precious and there are many meaningful things that can be done, so why trap people in the workplace and waste time meaninglessly?
"Hey, I got it."
"Hashimoto-san, relax, don't be so serious..."
Looking at Hashimoto Nanami's focused and solemn look, Nakamura Masahiro felt a little helpless. Although there are indeed seniors and subordinates in the workplace, Hashimoto Nanami is his assistant, so it is better to get closer to him.
"And you, don't call me president...if you are so solemn all the time, I will be very stressed."
Xiao Xiao made a cute little joke, but Hashimoto Nana didn't listen. The corners of her mouth slightly raised, and the girl showed a bright smile.
"do not move...."
Nakamura Masahiro suddenly noticed that the girl's hair seemed to be stained with something, and it swayed slightly like water plants.
Nana Hashimoto subconsciously stood still, looking at Nakamura Masahiro with some confusion, and let the other party's palm touch the top of her head.
With his thumb and index finger gradually approaching, Nakamura Masahiro locked on the strand of debris stuck to his hair, then twisted it with a little force and threw it into the air.
Being so close, Hashimoto Nana could even feel the warmth coming from her, mixed with the intoxicating masculine scent.
As if her tense heart had been stirred, Hashimoto Nanami's heartbeat suddenly accelerated, an ambiguous feeling lingered, and a fire suddenly lit up in her heart.
Her fair cheeks were slightly red and her slender eyelashes were trembling. The girl was a little panicked and closed her eyes involuntarily.
"Hashimoto-san, there's something stuck in your hair, I'll help you get it off."
In the eyes of the caring male employees in the office area, this scene was like a heavy hammer, shattering the illusions hidden in their hearts.
Since joining the office, the pure, beautiful and gentle Hashimoto Nanami-senpai has attracted the hearts of single male employees.
Several single male staff members have developed a crush on her. Although they may not fall in love with her right away, there are many who have a crush on her and want to get in touch with her slowly.
However, seeing the scene in front of them, the little Jiujiu in their hearts was like a flame without fuel, slowly getting smaller, and then completely annihilated in the darkness.
It is good to be able to pursue a beautiful senior, but if this senior has a relationship with the company president, the wise choice is to give up.
Nakamura Masahiro doesn't know the many thoughts of those male employees. Even if he knew, he wouldn't care. He is the president of the office.
"Thanks...."
There was a feeling of shyness in her heart, and Hashimoto Nana didn't know that she had gone astray. Her bright eyes opened wide, but her tone of voice was soft and waxy.
"Do you have time? Let's have dinner together?"
The little food I bought on the way to the office was not much, and I felt a little hungry now. Nakamura Masahiro smiled and extended an invitation to the girl.
"No, society..."
A touch of red cloud flew over the white cheeks, and the reflection of the light created a charming halo, full of alluring charm.
"Nakamura-san... I still have some unfinished work, so I won't go."
Locked by Nakamura Masahiro's slightly playful eyes, Hashimoto Nanami panicked and immediately changed her title before finishing her sentence smoothly.
Then, before Nakamura Masahiro could continue to speak, Hashimoto Nana walked away as if he was running away. That somewhat panicked posture made it look like Nakamura Masahiro was scary?
Nakamura Masahiro suddenly felt confused and a little confused, watching the girl enter her office.
"President...President..."
A weak voice suddenly sounded beside him. Masahiro Nakamura came back to his senses and turned around to see a woman in professional attire.
Looking at the slightly familiar face, Nakamura Masahiro's resume information suddenly appeared in his mind: Kana Kimura, 20 years old, receptionist.
"What's matter?"
Raising his eyebrows, Nakamura Masahiro looked at this rare female employee in the office. He had a cheerful personality on his resume, so how could he act submissive?
"Just now, TBS TV station sent a fax, asking when the filming of the TV series can be restarted?"
According to the firm's standard procedures, Kimura Kana should first report to Ojo Shoji or Hashimoto Nana, and then they inform Nakamura Masahiro.
However, Ojo Shoji was running around outside, Hashimoto Nanami entered the office again, and Kimura Kana naturally found Masahiro Nakamura in front of her.
"The TV station hopes that the president can go to the set as soon as possible."
"Go back to them and say I understand."
After thinking for a moment, Nakamura Masahiro directly ordered: "The TBS TV station will naturally understand."
"Okay, President."
With Nakamura Masahiro's arrangement, Kimura Kana accepted the order and left. Although she didn't understand the confrontation between TBS TV station and the president, smart people in the workplace never ask too much.
After leaving the office, Nakamura Masahiro called Shinichiro Ueda, Eitaro Okita and others and made an appointment to have dinner at a restaurant near Ginza.
Since the filming of the movie "One Long Day" was completed, although Masahiro Nakamura still has contact with these old friends, the relationship has long since faded.
Japan is a country with indifferent interpersonal relationships. A long period of lack of contact is like a boulder washed away by running water. No matter how deep the relationship is, it cannot withstand the test.
In other words, Yosuke Mukai and Shinichiro Ueda have more frequent contact. For example, Yutaro Okita doesn't have much contact with Masahiro Nakamura.
Maybe it's because the crew is too busy with work, or there are other reasons, but the name Nagataro Okita has almost become a symbol.
However, the success of the movie "A Long Day" is ultimately due to them, so it doesn't hurt to have a dinner together.
The night was dark, like a thick ink-colored curtain covering the sky. It was so dark that it felt like you couldn't see your fingers.
The bright lights and thousands of flashing neon lights complement each other, dispelling the surrounding darkness and forming a luminous night.
Bustling pedestrians wander in the streets and alleys, strolling in parades, walking in a hurry, or acting wildly and attracting attention.
After avoiding a swaying drunken social beast, the other party exuded a sour and rotten smell, which made Masahiro Nakamura feel a little nauseous.
"Supervisor Nakamura...."
"Nakamura-san...."
Opening the curtain of the restaurant, Masahiro Nakamura just stepped in. As the heat filled the air, a wave of greetings sounded out one after another.
Nakamura Masahiro nodded to Ueda Shinichiro and others, then walked around the dining table at the door and went straight to their table and sat down.
I don’t know if it’s because it’s past dinner time, but there are less than ten tables of customers in the restaurant at this time, and about half of them are empty, making it a little deserted.
However, the heating in the store is very sufficient, and the warm feeling is very comfortable. After sitting for a while, I actually started to sweat a little.
"Nakamura-san, congratulations."
Yosuke Mukai was the first to raise his glass, with a happy smile on his face, expressing his attitude in a concise and concise manner.
"Nakamura-san, congratulations, you will be a supervisor from now on."
Shinichiro Ueda raised his glass in the same manner and said congratulations politely. He admired Masahiro Nakamura from the bottom of his heart for being able to achieve such a huge success with such a simple crew.
Not a lot of funds, amateur actors, a makeshift crew... Many difficulties are added together, and it looks like a joke-like crew.
But just like that, the film "A Long Day" not only won the Silver Bear Award at the Berlin Film Festival, but also beat the commercial blockbusters released at the same time in terms of box office.
Ask yourself, Ueda Shinichiro definitely does not have that ability. Even if we look at the supervision in Japan, there should be only a few people who can do it.
"Congratulations to Director Nakamura, the movie is a great success."
Yutaro Okita also quickly raised his glass and came forward enthusiastically, with a smile on his face, giving people a flattering feeling.
"Thanks...."
Nakamura Masahiro glanced at Okita Yutaro noncommittally, and then raised his wine glass and clinked it with everyone in turn. If you like Japanese big things, please collect them: (www.sodu777.net) Japanese big things, the fastest update speed on the entire Internet.