RBCT Chapter 104 Half a Bottle a Day
Chapter 104 Half a Bottle a Day
Men conquer the world, women conquer men.
Not long ago, Asuka scoffed at this statement.
But now, she feels that perhaps she can give it a try?
Hiroshi Nakajima looks very serious while working.
The purpose is quite clear; the whole thing is about one thing.
How can I persuade this woman named Yu Shiraishi to cooperate with me?
He kept crossing out obscure wording and translating it bit by bit into plain language.
Even someone as intelligent as Asuka could understand it.
and……
The more I look at it, the angrier I get.
Damn it, Nakajima Hiroshi, you're not even trying to hide it from people anymore!
Asuka pressed down hard a few times, then turned and crawled back into bed.
Out of spite.
He wouldn't talk to Nakajima Hiroshi no matter what.
But its little head still peeked out sneakily.
Seeing the man looking at her calmly, she suddenly blushed and shrank back.
Yes.
Why am I jealous? It's not his... His...
Darling, no matter how late you get busy, the sun will still rise.
Hiroshi Nakajima barely slept a wink all night.
The proposal went through several revisions and revisions.
After finishing that, I turned on my computer again and started replying to Asuka's collaboration requests.
All requests in the email that seemed too threatening to my future career were politely declined...
Well, it's not exactly a rejection.
They simply stated that Asuka Flower is not considering large-scale commercial orders at the moment.
But there are new people who can take over.
Whether it's their own trainees or the resources of Momochi, they can strive to secure some collaborations.
Large companies are not very interested.
For this type of situation, simply reply with the truth about Asuka's situation.
They all had background checks on the matter beforehand, and Asuka's affair couldn't be kept secret.
It's normal for a newcomer who has just debuted to only know one song and whose other songs don't meet the stage standards.
In this way, if the other party includes Asuka in their plans, they will have to consider this matter.
We should also point out that, if necessary, we have new talent or loaned artists available as substitutes.
Preserve their cooperation opportunities as much as possible.
The focus is on small-scale commercial performances.
In fact, when artists debut, their initial fan base is often built up through appearances on TV shows and small commercial performances.
Who knows, one of these matches could be a breakthrough, propelling them to new heights.
For these small teams, a more thoughtful approach is needed when responding.
You can't let the other party really feel that you can't handle it. Instead, you should put on an attitude that you can consider cooperation, but there is also competition in the same time slot.
Because they hired artists, not employees.
Your attitude determines their worth.
While it may sound absurd to laymen, this is indeed the case in the opaque entertainment industry.
Before I knew it, it was already past midnight.
After finishing everything, Nakajima Hiroshi truly felt exhausted.
He sighed, set his alarm, and planned to rest his head on the table for a while.
Well, I haven't had time to install a partition, so Asuka is still sleeping in Nakajima Hiro's bed.
Those who give and receive should not be physically close.
I woke up close to noon, covered with a silky...
Asuka's pajamas?
The fabric is very soft and has a distinct body fragrance; it's the same one from last night.
She was no longer in the room; she had most likely gone to the office on her own.
It seems they've already gotten used to the lifestyle of celebrities.
This is a good thing.
Nakajima Hiro carefully folded his pajamas and placed them under the Asuka pillow before taking a shower and calling to make an appointment with Shiraishi Yu.
"...If it's convenient for you, this afternoon is fine."
Yu Shiraishi never expected that Hiro Nakajima would actually come to him with a production proposal.
Could it be that he really is someone who doesn't know anything?
He was already finished; his career as an entertainer was long over.
Nowadays, Shiraishi Yu is at best a small radio station that piggybacks on his own scandals.
Using his own scandals to his advantage...
How ironic.
Well, let's meet them, just for fun.
Shiraishi Yu put down the phone, casually unscrewed a medicine bottle, grabbed a handful without even looking at the quantity, and stuffed them into his mouth.
chew.
bitter.
wide awake.
"Pooh."
He then casually spat it into the trash can.
Pulling open the vanity mirror, Shiraishi Yu frowned slightly as she looked at her dejected face.
Apply makeup to make it look somewhat healthy.
Although I don't expect any collaboration with Nakajima Hiroshi, I should at least keep things clean and tidy, even out of politeness.
The wrinkled pajamas came off, revealing a slightly sunken lower abdomen and a less firm buttocks.
It's been too long since I practiced dancing; my body has long lost the marks of previous training.
But the base is so good that it still has a certain aesthetic appeal.
Wrap yourself in a corset, change into a push-up bra, white shirt, black skirt, and striped tie.
Luo Luo generous.
Finally... a refreshing spray.
"Hiss—!"
Suppress the bitterness left by the medicine you just chewed.
Refreshed.
To anyone else, she appears to be a sophisticated female office worker.
No one would have guessed that she was taking half a bottle of drugs every day.
Yes, the trash cans need to be emptied too...
perfect.
The house is perfect again.
She was like a meticulously decorated vanity project, having arranged everything and quietly awaiting the leader's inspection.
"Speaking of which..."
In the taxi, Nakajima Hiroshi finally couldn't hold back and asked that question.
"You're out of the question, since you're only in charge of the daytime."
"Where is that guy on the night shift?"
Hiroshi Nakajima was indeed quite concerned about this matter; it wasn't just out of mere curiosity.
Since I'm staying with Asuka every night, if I get caught doing something relatively intimate, it could cause trouble.
But while he claims to be monitoring him, most of the time, Nakajima Hiroshi has no idea where the "monitor" is hiding.
"..."
After a moment's hesitation, Monitor Sauce responded.
"I usually rent a room in a higher location nearby so that I can move around easily."
"Your location is determined by the wristband, not by visual observation."
"Then I'll take off the bracelet, what will you do then?"
This is simply out of curiosity.
"From the moment you took it off, we began planning to hunt you down."
"Otherwise, why would it have the function of measuring physical indicators to protect your health?"
"Don't try anything funny. These days, there are surveillance cameras everywhere. You can't escape."
The monitor's tone began to sound warning.
"No, I'm just curious, I don't mean to run away, please don't be nervous."
"understood."
"I will document this conversation."
Haha, that's really meticulous...
"Guest, you...you, you're not a criminal, are you?"
Who says prisoners can't be respected? Look, this driver is clearly getting nervous.
Even you have quickly become "you" (formal).
"almost."
"He is not a criminal yet."
The two spoke at the same time.
What do you mean by "not a criminal for the time being"? It makes it sound like I'll be arrested sooner or later.
Nakajima Hiroshi secretly grumbled to himself.
He didn't consider at all that he himself was the one who said "more or less".
The driver became even more nervous.
and so……
"Please don't talk about this kind of thing in public anymore, it will cause trouble for others."
"Yes, you're right."
The two waited by the roadside to get off the bus.
The driver sped away without even mentioning the fare.
Cough, cough...
These two are actually quite decent. If they were real criminals, they probably would have already pulled out a big treasure and placed it on the driver's head.
"Isn't the sidewalk quite wide? Hurry up and drive!"
While saying these strange things, ...
The good news is that Hiroshi Nakajima had planned ahead; he always likes to leave some room for error.
So neither of them was late.
"Ms. Shiraishi, are you home?"
He straightened his cuffs, preparing to make a good impression on Shiraishi.