Chapter 118: It still has to be the Prince Shotokus!

Sunlight shone on his face, and the warm feeling quietly awakened the person in his sleep.

Opening his eyes, it was another clear and crisp autumn weather.

Perhaps it was because the emotions accumulated last night were all cleared away,

early in the morning, Naoki Nagayama's mood was extremely good~

With plain milk and bread for breakfast, Naoki Nagayama sat in the corridor, eating and thinking about today's schedule.

There was nothing to do in the morning. In the afternoon, he had to go to the studio first, then go to the bank to check the film dividends, and by the way, take back the year-end bonuses to distribute~

To sum up, there is actually only one thing today: distribute year-end bonuses~

So, what can I do in the morning?

Looking at the bare soil in the courtyard and the clumps of weeds growing wantonly,

he decided, first tidy up this courtyard of his own!

As soon as he finished breakfast, he took a shovel and gloves, and Naoki Nagayama began to work hard.

The weeds that can grow in autumn naturally have very tenacious vitality.

However, a small blade of grass the length of a palm actually had a root system twice as long as itself, and the roots were tightly intertwined with the mud, bringing out a large clump when pulled out.

Fortunately, the courtyard wasn't very large, and it took more than half an hour to clear the weeds, leaving pits unevenly distributed on the bare mud ground, looking very much like the healed acne marks on a teenager's face.

"It's even uglier..."

Naoki Nagayama had to admit that he didn't seem to have a talent for gardening...

"Forget it, I'll order a batch of coarse white sand from the sand and gravel plant later and cover the whole courtyard. Dry landscape or something is still quite simple."

Patting his hands, Naoki Nagayama considered himself to have completed something extraordinary.

For the remaining time, he poured a cup of tea, leaned on the sofa, and took out a copy of "No Longer Human" to read.

Actually, ever since Morikawa Kuniharu from Shogakukan popularized various strange stories in the Japanese literary world to him, he became curious about Japanese literary giants and bought some books unknowingly~

Um... I don't quite understand it... Sure enough, the psychology of literary giants is too complicated... No wonder they would commit suicide...

After reading this masterpiece, Naoki Nagayama had a feeling of not knowing why but feeling it was great. This kind of story was really not something a 20-year-old young man like him should read.

In a blink of an eye, Naoki Nagayama considered the lunch problem again.

"I won't eat at home at noon today, let's eat something better."

With this thought in mind, after cleaning up, he got into the convertible sports car and prepared to go to an old shop in Chiyoda—Matsueitei.

I heard that the fried oysters here are praised even by the great literary giant Natsume Soseki. I must taste them today~

Sure enough, only food cannot be let down!

Time flew by and it was afternoon.

Naoki Nagayama, who had eaten fried oysters, came to the studio full of happiness.

Fangcun Dayou and Yin Tangxiu had been there for a long time.

"Xiuyi-san, Dayou-san, good afternoon~"

Yin Tangxiu was busy cleaning up the camera equipment and just waved his hand, while Fangcun Dayou looked over:

"Naoki-san, the contract with Yin Teng Chunzi has been signed~ It will officially start next year."

"Hahaha, the GG agency is about to get on the right track~"

Then Fangcun Dayou started the soul interrogation:

"Naoki-san, is there a suitable debut song? Do you need to contact some composers to prepare for creation?"

If Fangcun Dayou had asked this a day earlier, maybe he could have stumped Naoki Nagayama.

But today, it just happened to hit Naoki Nagayama's specialty.

When playing the piano last night, that lonely and melancholy emotion almost made him think a song like "Lonely Sandbar Cold" would come out, but another song appeared inexplicably.

"Well, there is a suitable one. The name of this song is 'Puzzle'."

Naoki Nagayama took out the recorded music score from his pocket and handed it to Fangcun Dayou.

Although it was the electronic sound of Hatsune Miku, who told Naoki Nagayama that he had heard Ene's female version?

Soft and sweet girl, anyway, it sounded quite suitable~

Heart stained with loneliness/

Floating in a pure white blank space/

In this room where only emptiness remains/

Fangcun Dayou looked at it slightly. Is this a song about love?

Sure enough, it's you, Naoki-san~

"Sugoi, Naoki-san, it looks like a very good song~"

"That's for sure. Just wait for the training to end at the beginning of the year, and we can start producing the record. By then, I'll have to trouble Dayou-san to find a distribution company in advance."

"That's definitely no problem. Take advantage of the end of the year to send a wave of gifts and maintain the relationship."

"Eh, if you say so, should we set up something like a public relations fund?"

"That kind of fund is not needed for the time being. Anyway, the one running the business is just me, the president..."

Chatting and chatting, it actually turned into the structure of the agency. It really is the soul of a worker.

Yin Tangxiu cleaned up the parts and returned them to their places. "Naoki-san, Dayou-san, what are you talking about?"

"About the newcomer's debut song..." Naoki Nagayama saw that he had finished his work. "Xiuyi-san, should we go to the bank?"

Yin Tangxiu looked at his watch: "The time is about right, we should go."

"Then let's go. Take Xiuyi-san's car?"

"That's fine, let's go~"

Mitsubishi Bank in Ginza,

After all, it involved an amount of more than 2 billion, so it was more convenient at a larger branch.

After the three of Naoki Nagayama entered the door and explained their intention, they were taken to the VIP room by the lobby manager.

Kadokawa's financial staff had already arrived. Seeing the financial audit staff in a suit and gold-rimmed glasses, Naoki Nagayama even had the urge to applaud. It was too professional.

"Dayou-san, you're here."

Morikawa Isao, the planning director of Kadokawa Pictures who often dealt with Fangcun Dayou on film matters, stood up to greet them.

"Director Xiuyi, Naoki-san, I didn't expect you to come today too."

"After all, it's a big income for us, how can we not come~"

Yin Tangxiu and Naoki Nagayama had also met this planning director a few times during the promotion before. He was a slick person.

"That's fine, it's best to divide it clearly at once." Morikawa Isao nodded, then introduced, "The financial audit staff sitting here has already counted and verified the box office data summarized from various places before. The data as of last weekend has been verified. There is a slight discrepancy in some theaters, but it has already been made up."

"The funds have almost been transferred to Kadokawa Pictures' account. The raw data is all here. If you are worried, you can ask other personnel to further check."

Fangcun Dayou immediately said: "Director Morikawa, we naturally trust Kadokawa's reputation. Today is just to go through the motions."

"Hahaha, let's take a look first~ If there's no problem, after the confirmation letter is signed, we will transfer the money directly."

The gold-rimmed glasses handed over a stack of data verification materials, a thick stack, and a summary confirmation letter.

The total box office was 2.545 billion. The subtle numbers later were not reflected. According to the proportion of the contract, Shuyou Pictures should get about 764 million.

Shuyou Pictures was mainly signed and stamped by Yin Tangxiu. The three of them just browsed through it roughly and didn't look at it carefully. After all, with this kind of data, if others wanted to deceive you, they wouldn't let you see it easily.

"Dayou-san, Director Xiuyi, Naoki-san." Morikawa Isao said, "This is our first cooperation, and there is only one movie, so we will settle it at once at the end of the year. In the future, Kadokawa will also be a shareholder of Shuyou Pictures, so let's follow the usual practice of accounting, quarterly or semi-annually."

"Hi, please take care of us in the future."

The conversation had always been between Fangcun Dayou and Morikawa Isao. After all, this cooperation, in addition to its own commercial value, was also because Fangcun Dayou had some relationship with Kadokawa Shoten's president, Kadokawa Haruki. In Morikawa Isao's eyes, this relationship was more important.

The subsequent process was very fast. Kadokawa Pictures' finance directly transferred 764 million from the account to Shuyou Pictures' account. After the few said goodbye to Morikawa Isao, they returned to the VIP room.

"Naoki-san, is it that simple to get more than 700 million?"

Yin Tangxiu seemed unable to believe it.

"Hahaha, in our eyes it's a lot of money, but maybe in Kadokawa's heart it's just normal~"

"But I still can't believe it. Did we really make money?"

Seeing him without a sense of reality, Naoki Nagayama said to Fangcun Dayou: "Dayou-san, let's withdraw 30 million for the year-end bonus first~"

Calling the operator, first divide the 764 million among the three according to the proportion. Naoki Nagayama got 520 million, Yin Tangxiu got 152 million, and Fangcun Dayou got 91 million.

Then Naoki Nagayama withdrew 30 million in cash from his account.

After the operator walked away, the three looked at the Prince Shotokus in the box,

and finally had a sense of reality that they had made money...

"It still has to be the Prince Shotokus..." ===== CHAPTER 119 =====