Chapter 224 223, Someone Wants to Pick Peaches?

In the following time, Kadokawa Haruki was like a person simply inviting friends to dinner, constantly introducing the special dishes here, he was even more proficient than the female generals serving in the restaurant.

"Naoki-san, the mint jelly and fig soup just now are very appetizing~" Kadokawa Haruki picked up the red girl fruit, then picked up a cucumber roll and put it in his mouth, "After that, the real meal~"

The female general in kimono brought up a lotus leaf sashimi, decorated with fresh lotus leaves and lotus flowers, and the slight drops of water swayed gently with the female general's movements, just like a real lotus blooming in the tray.

"At this time of year, it seems that the lotus in Tokyo hasn't bloomed yet, right?"

Naoki Yongshan just muttered in a low voice, but the female general next to him replied gently but seriously: "The lotus leaves used in this store are all picked fresh in the morning. The weather this year is very good, and the lotus flowers have already bloomed in the middle of the month. "

Kadokawa Haruki also confirmed from the side: "Yes, Naoki-san and Kikunoi all make dishes according to the season."

"Hahaha, so that's the case, I want to have a good taste!" Yongshan Naoki scratched his cheek, a little embarrassed,

"Otomo-san, and Gong-kun, don't be too polite, this sashimi is Akashi Tai."

Fangcun Dayou quickly said: "'Akashi bream', then I have to taste it!"

As one of the most precious sea bream in Japan, it can only be caught when migrating in the Akashi Strait.

In summer, Kikunoi cooks a large part of the dishes. In this meal, Naoki Nagayama has already eaten Akashi sea bream, snakehead fish, sea bass, conger eel, etc., using sashimi, Frosting, boiling, grilling and other methods, together with special side dishes and dipping sauce, make people feel the different tastes of several fish.

During the period, Haruki Kadokawa and Isao Morikawa also toasted from time to time, the atmosphere on the table was very warm, and Otomo Yoshimura's face had already turned red visible to the naked eye.

"Chun Shusang, have another drink!"

The old man was no longer as restrained as before, and began to invite wine frequently, while Isao Morikawa played a supporting role on the side, blocking the wine for his boss.

When the appetizers were basically finished, the female general served a pot of kudzu noodles. The noodles were mixed with various side dishes, topped with broth, soy sauce, and mirin sauce, and served together in chilled earthenware. .

The refreshing and refreshing pasta refreshed the heads of several people who had been hot from drinking just now. It seemed to calm down the stimulation brought by the cold bowl. The next dish was a little slower, with a period of rest in the middle.

Naoki Yongshan didn't want to be so curious anymore, so he asked directly:

"Chun Shu-sang, why did you suddenly think of inviting the two of us to dinner today?"

Kadokawa Haruki didn't hide anything when he heard the words, and said it very straightforwardly: "Haha, there is no special reason, but I heard the news about Naoki-san from Gong-kun, and there is another movie about to be released! This The speed really made people curious, and then I thought about the thing I helped to advance, so I took the liberty to invite the two of you."

"Naoki-san, Otomo-san, please rest assured to taste the food. It has nothing to do with movie promotion, and there is no other problem." Morikawa Isao also confirmed it.

"Hahaha, since Haruki-san and Morikawa-san have said so, then I have nothing to be reserved." Naoki Yongshan smiled and picked up a glass of wine, and toasted the two: "To be honest, this is still This is the first time I have eaten such authentic kaiseki cuisine."

Usually, who would drive for two hours just to come here for an expensive meal, and they might not make an appointment.

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 drunkard!" Fangcun Dayou said from the side, "We haven't seen him drunk yet!"

"Oh? This is really amazing!"

The Japanese room resumed its former bustle, and the female general brought up the last few dishes one by one.

The top-quality A5-grade rump beef, after being boiled, has a soft meat texture and different sauces and ingredients, with different levels of taste, each of which is very delicious.

Ayu rice is made of sweetfish, a tribute of Emperor Qianlong. The grilled sweetfish is crushed and mixed with rice cooked in kombu bonito stock. After serving it in a small bowl, the rice has a fishy smell, and the fish has a rice flavor. Soup as the final main course.

The last dessert is also very novel, it is sweet matcha shaved ice, which is both greasy and refreshing.

He said he wanted to see Naoki Yongshan's drinking capacity, but the other three people in the restaurant did not have this capacity, and they quickly became dazed during the non-stop toasting.

Although Naoki Naoyama was a little dizzy at this time, he was still a long way from being drunk.

Naoki Kadokawa's private car driver was really dedicated and took everyone home.

After Naoki Nagayama explained the address of Otomo Yoshimura, he wandered into the Yamazakura Garden and saw a dog wagging his tail. After running to his feet, he jumped away because he smelled alcohol, and then Just jumping around in the tangle.

"Yutaro, go up first~"

Drinking a glass of milk in the living room to soothe the hangover, and checking that there were no messages, Naoki Nagayama took Yutaro upstairs to rest,

In the middle of the night, with the solar spotlights turned off, the entire Yamazakura Garden was silent.

I didn't sleep well yesterday, and today I have been filming all day during the day, and Akina Nakamori, who participated in a show at night, dragged his tired body back to the apartment,

But the spirit seemed to be too tired. Although he was very tired, he didn't want to sleep at all. After taking a bath, he just sat on the bed blankly, not even wanting to move.

Thinking of the novel I stayed up late yesterday to read, and then looked at the phone next to me, I had the urge to make a call, but it was past 11 o'clock,

"Naoki-san should have rested~" The considerate girl finally didn't bother, the letter paper on the table gave her a sudden inspiration, so she also took out a piece of letter paper and began to scribble

Half an hour later, Mingcai put the letter in an envelope and planned to send it out tomorrow.

As if I had completed some task, my mind suddenly relaxed, and the drowsiness that had accumulated throughout the 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 a letter in his hand.

The progress of film editing has been very fast. After a few days, after completing the editing of the general main line, the continuous improvement has been meticulously crafted and Naoki Naoki can no longer get in.

Now his job is to sit in the editing room for a while, watching Shuichi Ido and Masataka Komori's work of perfection like a capitalist, and boasting from time to time; after a while, he will go fishing in the office and read newspapers and magazines , to highlight a little presence in the studio.

"Naoki-san," Fangcun Otomo who walked into the office saw Naoki Yongshan, "Are you still here?"

"What is still here?" Hearing this, Naoki Yongshan was not happy, "I'm here to edit the movie, okay, I've been working continuously for many days!"

Fangcun Dayou chuckled: "Isn't it already completely handed over to Xiu Yisang and the others?"

Even if he is not often in the office, he knows the status of film editing. At this time, whether Naoki Naoyama stays here is irrelevant.

"As far as the abilities of the two of them are concerned, they are still far behind!" Naoki Yongshan glanced at the editing room at the side to make sure they hadn't heard, "I still need to check in the end."

"Hahaha, hi, I understand." Fangcun Dayu sat down on the chair relaxedly, and he seemed to have let go of some burden.

Naoki Yongshan asked curiously: "What's wrong with Otomo-san, did you find the money? You look refreshed?"

"It seems that you can say the same thing when you pick up money!" Fangcun Otomo said mysteriously, "Kadokawa's commission for contacting the movie theater this time is almost zero!"

"?why is that?"

The first two times when Kadokawa Films helped contact movie theaters and arranged for the screening, the percentage charged was almost 10% of the total box office.

Adding 40% to the theaters, half of the box office went out.

Give money for nothing?

"Minister Morikawa said that at least Kadokawa is the second largest shareholder of Shuyou Pictures, and they are all part of the same family. It is right to contribute to the company!"

This sentence sounds high-sounding, but you can't believe a word of it.

"Sure enough, the meal that day was not very simple, Otomo-san, retreat is the only way to advance, Kadokawa probably will increase his participation in Shuyou's filming."

"Eh? Why? Aren't you already a shareholder?"

Naoki Yongshan thought for a while: "It should be that we have developed too fast. The two films with more than 2 billion yuan have surpassed Kadokawa Pictures. Such a large industry is no longer something that can be handled casually."

"Otomo-san, get ready. It is estimated that Kadokawa Pictures will send people to participate in the company's operations after this "The Tale of Hachiko."

"It means that someone will be sent to supervise?"

"Ah, yes, there is a high probability that finance will be supervised."

In the previous life, VC invested in start-up companies, how could it be possible to ignore it after investing money, it is certain to put a person in the financial process, a bit stricter, they will intervene in the personnel and decision-making of start-up companies.

After Fangcun Dayu heard it, he was silent for a while, remembering that he had been robbed of fruits by capital a few times before,

"Naoki-san, will someone come to pick peaches?"

"Picking peaches? Seizing power?" Naoki Yongshan smiled, "Otomo-san, don't worry, the most important assets of Shuyou Yinghua are always the three of us! Besides, I am the major shareholder! After so long Development, we are no longer the weak ones who couldn't resist."

Naoki Yongshan's reassurance made Otomo Fangcun calm down a bit. Also, this young man is the core asset of the company!

"Haha, I feel relieved when Naoki-san said that."

After regaining his mood, his enthusiasm returned to Fangcun Otomo: "Naoki-san, do you have anything to do later, do you want to go and see Ito Junko's activities?"

As soon as Ito Junko's second song was released, it quickly rushed to the top twenty of the charts. Although it is a pity, Nakamori Akina at this time is not as popular as Ito Junko at all.

The idol whose number of fans has increased greatly has already started to hold activities such as handshake parties. There are also music shows on TV, and variety shows that are not music often show up. Generally speaking, he is already on the right track idol.

"A handshake meeting?" Naoki Yongshan thought for a while, what's the point of seeing a group of excited young boys? So he decisively refused,

"Forget it, I'm going to check the progress of the disco later."

"Okay, then I'll go there first!"

The back view of Fangcun Dayu's departure is not like a middle-aged Mediterranean in a hurry.

Naoki Yongshan drove to the disco to have a look. The exterior wall was already covered with graffiti that looked messy but looked inexplicably beautiful upon closer inspection.

Following the guidance of the cyber beauties on the walls on both sides of the door, Naoki Naoyama opened the door, and the inside was completely different from what he saw last week.

Dim yellow and blue colors spread throughout the disco, flickering neon lights, exposed wires spew sparks from time to time, and steam comes out of the pipes, making the disco space feel dilapidated, but the indigo steel The walls, the neat mechanical decoration, and the indistinct light screen reveal a highly developed sense of technology everywhere. The walls are full of hoarse graffiti, adding human emotions to the cold and hard mechanical style.

The wasteland cyberpunk style that Naoki Naoyama wants is also well expressed by Nao Sakata.

"Naoki-san, how do you feel?"

Nao Sakata also looked at the scene beside him, feeling admiration in his heart. This kind of style may not have appeared in the whole of Tokyo, or even the whole world.

"Naoya-san, I'm very satisfied. Let's see the effect after the sound control system goes online." Yongshan Naoki is very confident that this style will give everyone who comes to the disco an unprecedented sense of impact .

At that time, Araki Shigetomo and the Blast band will have to rehearse for a period of time in advance,

"Young people who want to go to outer space will love this place!"

After inspecting the disco, Naoki Yongshan did not go to visit Yingu’s shop again. That place was being demolished. I heard that the first-level architect of Honma stayed on the construction site day and night, thinking about getting his design out as soon as possible. into the world.

At this time, I still don't want to bother.

Akihiro Hirayama, Sales Manager of Toyota Motor Store,

I called a few days ago and told Naoki Naoyama to pick up the car at any time.

The urgency in the tone can be felt through the microphone. If you have nothing to do today, let's go pick up the car.

Naoki Yongshan drove the sports car back to Yamazakurain, then went to the bank to withdraw 4 million in cash and put it in a cowhide envelope.

Then I took a taxi to the Toyota dealership.

After getting off the car, before entering the store, I saw Hirayama Akihiro coming out: "Naoki-san~~ You are finally here!!"

"I've been waiting for you for days!!"

This voice full of affection and grievances, as if it was a heartbroken man who did something bad to him, made Yongshan Naoki's hair stand on end:

"I said, Manager Pingshan, can you stop talking so nasty?"

Hirayama Akihiro also seemed to realize that something was wrong, and he quickly restrained himself and returned to the usual salesman's tone, and asked with a familiar smile, "Hahaha, so what kind of attitude does Naoki-san want me to adopt?"

"Um, if I can, I like that rebellious look."

Naoki Naoyama had a problem, which made Hirayama Akihiro unable to resist for a while, so he could only pretend that he didn't hear it and forcefully return to the topic:

"Naoki-san is here to pick up the car today, please follow me."

"Hehe~"

After signing a bunch of documents, Akihiro Hirayama took Naoki Nagayama to a nearby warehouse, opened the door,

"Naoki-san, this is your Toyota Century."

A car parked quietly inside, with a pure black shell and silver lines, the appearance is very simple and low-key, but it has a simple aesthetic feeling, the spacious body and length are a circle larger than other cars, solemn and grand; The seats are made of high-grade velvet materials, and are equipped with traditional white curtains and white headrest covers. There are also bookshelves and reading lights in the rear row.

This car is the epitome of understated luxury.