Chapter 256: Let's preview at Iwanami Cinema, it's easy to win awards!

When he came to the studio again, Naoki Nagayama found that the eyes of all the employees looking at him were different. Although they were respectful before, it was respect for the boss, but now, it is like looking at a god.

Every time they see him, they are stunned first, then their eyes shine, and their expressions are full of worship.

"Naoki-san, you're here!" "Is your body okay?" "Naoki-san, you were very handsome yesterday!"... This is relatively normal.

"Naoki-san, please share some of your talent with me!"... Go back and reread university first!

"Naoki-san, it seems like he is glowing!"... Girl, you must have glaucoma.

Naoki Nagayama felt that if he were to wear ancient costumes now and sit in the hall with a big horse and a golden sword, someone might put up tributes and pray to share a little aura or handsomeness or something.

However, in the culture of eight million gods, the status of gods seems to be a bit low.

Forcing a smile to deal with everyone's enthusiasm, Naoki Nagayama walked into the office as if avoiding it.

"Dayou-san, what's wrong with the employees today? Why are they all so strange!"

Fangcun Dayou slowly put down the morning paper: "Who told someone to do such 'transcending common sense' things yesterday~"

Er... It seems that the behavior of composing songs yesterday was a bit excessive.

Naoki Nagayama scratched his head, organizing excuses:

"I didn't mean to, it's really... how do you say that, 'literary thoughts spring up'!"

"Hai, hai." Fangcun Dayou nodded in agreement. "Naoki-san, there's nothing to be done about sudden inspiration~"

"Yes, yes~" Such a reasonable friend made Naoki Nagayama feel relieved. No need to explain. "No one could have expected it~"

Fangcun Dayou gently pulled open the drawer and took out a pink notebook. It seemed very familiar.

"Naoki-san, since these two songs were created in the studio, have you thought about how to arrange them?"

So he was waiting for me here.

"Ano, Dayou-san, these two songs..."

"Naoki-san!"

Fangcun Dayou suddenly raised his volume and shook the notebook with a smile, completely ignoring how inconsistent it was for a middle-aged bald uncle to hold a pink notebook.

"These two songs are in my hands now!"

Does it mean that you can't get it back without paying a price?

In a trance, Naoki Nagayama seemed to see a villain image with a pink mosaic object behind Fangcun Dayou, rubbing his fingers and threatening the protagonist.

Such a Fangcun Dayou is indeed not easy to deal with.

After struggling psychologically for a while, Naoki Nagayama lowered his head as if resigned to his fate.

"Ano, Dayou-san, I remember Saito Yuki's debut song is still in preparation, right? I think *Yume no Shizuku (Dream Droplets)* is quite good and suitable for her voice." Naoki Nagayama continued, "That *Shiawase na Ketsumatsu (Happy Ending)* is only suitable for male vocals."

Fangcun Dayou nodded with satisfaction, pretending to flip through the notebook and take another look.

"Looking at it this way, it is indeed more suitable for male vocals~"

"Then, I will thank Naoki-san for *Yume no Shizuku (Dream Droplets)* on behalf of Yuki-chan~"

This notebook was handed to Naoki Nagayama, but Naoki Nagayama actually remembered the content inside clearly, and it was useless to have this notebook.

Fangcun Dayou seemed to have thought of something: "By the way, if the notebook is useless, just return it to Hayano Riko. Riko-chan still cherishes it very much."

Didn't you just threaten me with it?

Although he was blackmailed for a song by Fangcun Dayou early in the morning, Naoki Nagayama was not unhappy. Anyway, they were all to be sung by others. It is not impossible to give a good starting point to the idols under his banner.

"Don't talk about this, Dayou-san, is Xiaoshen Zhengxiao-kun in the editing room?"

"He should be. He hasn't been seen in the lobby for this period of time, so he must be inside."

"Then I'll go and tell him about the preview~"

Naoki Nagayama, who has participated in several previews, is already very clear about the process, and Xiao Sen Xiaoshen Zhengxiao is even more so. Many specific affairs are handled by him.

"So Naoki-san, have we decided to preview at Iwanami Cinema?" Xiao Sen Xiaoshen Zhengxiao felt very excited. "That Iwanami Cinema!"

Naoki Nagayama was flipping through a copy of the behind-the-scenes footage, saying normally: "Yes, Xiu-san said he would ask his mentor to help recommend it. There should be no problem."

Xiao Sen Xiaoshen Zhengxiao was still excited alone: "I really didn't expect that the first movie I edited could be shown at Iwanami Cinema!"

Naoki Nagayama found it funny: "So, Xiaoshen Zhengxiao-kun, hurry up and finish the opening and closing credits! Put your name in the movie production list!"

"Hai! I know!"

Leaving the energetic Xiao Sen Xiaoshen Zhengxiao to work hard in the editing room, Naoki Nagayama greeted Fangcun Dayou in the office and then went out.

Besides coming to notify about the preview, he also had to think of a way for the store manager of the tea house today.

The students found in the university are just graduates, I'm afraid they can't be competent as store managers; the recruitment advertisements in the newspapers, I don't know what kind of people will come to apply, and I don't have the energy to distinguish; and acquaintances introduce, it is really hard to find people who operate tea houses.

So after thinking about it, a place popped up in Naoki Nagayama's mind—Public Employment Security Office.

This is a government agency in Japan. You can know from the name that it is a public service to promote employment. People here, not to mention others, are at least employees who know the roots.

Moreover, many unemployed workers will also register here in order to receive unemployment insurance.

For Naoki Nagayama, if he can find a tea house manager who is just unemployed, that would be great.

Naoki Nagayama drove directly to the Public Employment Security Office in Shibuya.

A two-story white flat house, hidden in a street with few people, as inconspicuous as an ordinary apartment building, but the faces of the people entering this small building are very solemn.

In Japan, middle-aged unemployment is a very serious matter.

Naoki Nagayama parked his convertible not far away, and then walked alone to the Shibuya Payment Section of the Public Employment Security Office.

Public service agencies in various countries seem to be very similar. After entering the door, there is a series of windows, written with "Unemployment Benefit Payment", "Career Consultation", etc., different services. There are also many recruitment information on the bulletin board, bound into books, as well as regulations on wage standards for various occupations, and propaganda pictures of workers' rights and interests, etc.

When Naoki Nagayama came in, the receptionist girl opened her eyes wide.

"Is such a handsome person unemployed? Impossible, right? With this condition, even if you go to be a gigolo, you can live very well?!"

Naoki Nagayama nodded politely: "Sumimasen, may I ask what procedures I need to go through to publish a job requirement at the Employment Security Office?"

"Ah, is it recruiting?" The receptionist girl reacted and quickly restored her professional style. "Please come with me."

She took Naoki Nagayama to an empty meeting room and said: "Please wait a moment, I'll go call Director Muramatsu."

Just to publish a job position, is it so solemn?

Naoki Nagayama didn't know that in the era when the Internet had not yet developed, the matching of positions and job seekers was entirely dependent on manual labor. And at the Public Employment Security Office, job seekers only need to pay a few hundred yen in consultation fees.

There are special personnel responsible for docking with the enterprise end, because enterprises have to pay introduction fees to find suitable employees!

Before long, a middle-aged aunt came in. Seeing Naoki Nagayama, her eyes lit up: "Sumimasen, let you wait a long time, I am Muramatsu Xingli."

"Hai, I am Naoki Nagayama."

Muramatsu Xingli put away a pile of documents and started to ask officially.

"Nagayama-san, are you going to publish a recruitment requirement at our Public Employment Security Office, right?"

"Yes."

"Then... if the Public Employment Security Office helps you find the employees you need, you need to pay an introduction fee. Do you understand? It's about 30% of the employee's annual pension."

Muramatsu Xingli looked at Naoki Nagayama's young face, very worried that he was a fledgling boss who was hot-headed. In fact, she would encounter such novice bosses every year.

"Hai, I have already understood!"

Naoki Nagayama nodded, and Muramatsu Xingli, who got the answer, finally took out the information and started to fill it out.

"What kind of company are you, and what direction of employees do you want to recruit?"

Why does it feel like an interview.

"Ah, I opened a tea house here, and I am currently missing a store manager who understands tea house operation."

Muramatsu Xingli took a look at Naoki Nagayama. Actually opening a tea house? It looks like a rich second generation: "What is the name of the tea house? Where is the address?"

"The name is Sanmeiju, and it's in Ginza."

"Requirements for employees? Salary and treatment?"

"It is best to have experience in operating a tea house or similar shop, and the age is between 40 and 60. As for the salary, it can be given to more than 400,000 yen, and the specific interview will be discussed."

Naoki Nagayama roughly described other needs, in short, it is to have the ability to operate the shop independently.

Muramatsu Xingli skillfully completed the information registration, and then took out the standard contract, which is a contract entrusting the Employment Security Office.

"Nagayama-san, please sign this contract. After we match the relevant job seekers, we will call you."

Naoki Nagayama signed while stamping his seal, and then asked: "Er, how long will it take? The tea house is waiting to open~"

"Generally, I will call you within a week. Even if I can't find a suitable employee, I will contact you."

"Hai, then it's troublesome!"

Entering the Public Employment Security Office reminded Naoki Nagayama of his experience of going to the talent market when he was young in his previous life. It was really green back then, holding a resume and going over, and then communicating one by one like a vegetable market...

The production bureau of the TV station has always been an existence standing at the top of the entertainment industry.

Announcements, variety shows, interviews, activities... All agencies in the entertainment industry have to live by their breath.

But even such an institution has a lot of competition internally. A program is usually a project team, and the team leader leads the team members to plan and is responsible for the broadcast market share.

If the performance is good, the program is advanced, and the year-end bonus is doubled; if the performance is not good, the program is canceled, and hurry up to think of new ideas.

Shanpu Tai, the group leader of the First Production Department of Fuji TV, is very headache now, because the broadcast market share of the purchased drama *Tales of the Unusual* that performed well last year has begun to decline, from the original 15% in the late-night slot, it has actually fallen to 8% after the prime time slot now.

And it is still falling. If it continues like this, *Tales of the Unusual* will return to the late-night slot, and there is even a risk of being canceled.

His subordinate Xi Lumei was talking to him about the gossip she heard: "Group leader, I heard that the minister is considering producing a new program. If the new program is effective, it might occupy the position of *Tales of the Unusual*."

It is really worrying to encounter such a thing when it is close to the end of the year.

"Lumei-chan, what do you think is going on? Why has the market share of the program not been able to go up?" Shanpu Tai is very troubled. "Clearly, popular stars were found to perform, and the scripts are also very strange little stories."

"When the minister handed this program to me, the performances were all unknown people, and the quality of the shooting was very poor, but the broadcast rate was so good..."

Xi Lumei thought about it: "Is it possible that people don't like these strange little stories anymore?"

"Fatigue period?" Many viewers feel tired and bored with the same program routine, which is indeed the reason why many programs are withdrawn. "But there are still many viewers calling, and some people are even asking where to sell 'Beauty Cans'... Hahaha~"

Shanpu Tai laughed and laughed, and suddenly understood.

"The fans of the program are actually still thinking about the content of the first season?!"

Xi Lumei also nodded. The first season was indeed very outstanding, and it should be remembered.

"Lumei-chan, I remember that the first season of this drama was created by Shuyou Film, right?" When he first took over, he watched it without missing an episode, and naturally understood the production side.

"Hai"

"Should we go and talk to them?"

"Eh?"

Xi Lumei was confused. Is it to learn from the production side of the first season?

This is something that has never happened for the First Production Department of the Production Bureau.

"But group leader, I remember it was bought out by the minister at once..."