Chapter 291: The legend of the big fat sheep in the nightclub

He took the opportunity to have a studio work meal, and when he walked out of the studio, it was already past noon.

After finally managing to send off the wide-eyed Mr. Xiu Yi,

he was also asked by him to bring the complete script the next time they met~

As he left the studio, he could still hear him muttering something: "Should I film a romance drama? Or a horror movie? This really is a difficult choice~"

Between sweet romance and horror stories, a normal person should choose romance, right?

Could it be that Mr. Xiu Yi is actually a twisted guy at heart?

Naoki Nagayama thought of Yin Tangxiu's unrestrained and flamboyant posture on the set and his excitement when visiting the Yamaguchi-gumi in Shimizu, and his heart tightened.

"They say that those who do art all have some psychological problems to some extent. Mr. Xiu Yi might really be a bit off~ Should I stay a little further away..."

After stepping outside, the clouds in the gloomy sky were getting thicker, and suddenly a cold wind blew, making Naoki Nagayama unable to help but tighten the trench coat he was wearing.

Since they discussed the year-end bonus issue today, Naoki Nagayama realized that it seemed he hadn't been to the disco for a long time...

So he drove the Toyota Century toward Takadanobaba.

On the disco street in Takadanobaba, the line for the party was a bit shorter recently; compared to the peak times in the past, the reduction was probably about half.

However, this was easy to understand; the weather was just too cold~

Naoki Nagayama parked his car on the side of the road. A Toyota Century parked here didn't look conspicuous at all. In the surrounding parking spaces, there were plenty of flashy red sports cars, yellow convertibles...

Many of those who drove themselves to the disco to play were wealthy people.

The two burly security guards in black at the entrance clearly recognized Naoki Nagayama. Seeing him approach, they opened the big door very diligently and even shouted coldly: "Boss, welcome!"

If they had bowed again, it might have made the people waiting in line nearby think that Naoki Nagayama was the boss of some organization.

Naoki Nagayama walked in through the main entrance, lifted the heavy curtain, and the interior of the disco was suddenly revealed.

Outside the disco, the cold wind was still rustling, but inside the big door, it was still rolling with heat waves.

Even in the afternoon, the deafening, powerful music filled the entire disco with noise. The dynamic rhythm seemed to make the whole floor vibrate along with it, and the cool, high-tech lights flickered along with it, driving the guests in the venue to shake their bodies excitedly!

Performing on the stage was the Blast band that had been invited before, but they should only be performing for an hour or two per session; the rest of the time was taken over by the DJ, otherwise, people wouldn't be able to stand it.

Naoki Nagayama passed through the crowded crowd and walked toward the bar, where the backstage area was located.

The waiter at the bar recognized his own boss and wanted to offer a signature cocktail, but was refused by Naoki Nagayama on the grounds that he had to drive.

After passing through a small door and walking into the backstage, the music that made people's eardrums ache suddenly dropped by 70%, and then he found Shizhi Araki, who was bookkeeping, in the small backstage office.

"Naoki-san, why are you here?" Shizhi Araki was very surprised to see Naoki Nagayama; his boss hadn't been here for more than a month.

"Ah, isn't it the end of the year? I just discussed the year-end bonus matter, so I came to tell you, Araki-san."

"Has it actually reached the time to issue year-end bonuses again?!" Shizhi Araki also seemed to have suddenly thought of this matter, but this had nothing to do with him; after all, he was someone who took a direct share of the profits...

Naoki Nagayama sat down: "Yes, the specific evaluation method is still the same as last year, sent based on the scoring sheet. Araki-san still has an impression, right?"

"Yes, last year's form is still kept."

"That's fine then~ Score it before this week ends~"

Currently, the disco's formal employees should only be the male and female waiters, the DJ, the security guards, and the four members of the Blast band who were just signed this year. Things like the lead dancers in the venue, the atmosphere group, etc., were all short-term hires, paid by the session, so the total workload was actually not very large.

Shizhi Araki nodded in agreement. Seeing that Naoki Nagayama had the intention to leave, he couldn't help but say:

"Naoki-san, are you leaving already?"

"Hmm... is there anything else?" Naoki Nagayama revealed a puzzled look.

Disco manager Shizhi Araki felt a mix of emotions in his heart...

This is a disco under your name, after coming here, don't you even patrol it or offer any suggestions? Naoki-san, you make me feel a little uneasy like this!

Aren't you afraid that I might collude with the staff to commit fraud or embezzlement or something?

Naoki Nagayama certainly wasn't worried. The land is mine, and the incoming and outgoing accounts all come from Guanglian Beicun, the finance person at Tree Friend Film. You, this manager, are directly taking a share. Is colluding with the people in the shop to embezzle money really more than your share?

Shizhi Araki paused and gave a reason: "Naoki-san, it's almost Christmas. Do you have any opinions on the Christmas event we planned?"

Naoki Nagayama only then remembered that there seemed to be quite a few Christmas decorations in the hall.

"Hmm... since you put it that way, I don't have any opinions..."

It's just an ordinary event, what's there to talk about? "If you really want me to say, at most, just treat every guest to a cocktail that day~"

"Eh?! Give one to everyone?"

"Well, a cocktail only costs about 500-800 yen anyway. Anyway, everyone who comes in has already paid the 1000 yen ticket fee, so returning a little bit is nothing."

Naoki Nagayama said casually. At most, there were only 500 people a day, which means it was only 400,000 yen, just a drop in the bucket~

Shizhi Araki marveled at Naoki Nagayama's thinking, but who told his boss to be a rich man?

"Yes, I understand."

After chatting for a while longer, Naoki Nagayama said goodbye and left through the back door; this time he didn't want too many people to see him.

What he didn't know was that after Christmas, a legend of a "disco big fat sheep" appeared among the young people who liked to dance.

It is said that if you run into this guy, every guest at this nightclub can get a free cocktail!

For a long time after walking out of the disco, Naoki Nagayama felt that the explosive rhythm was still echoing in his ears, and his eardrums were throbbing.

Why does it feel like I've become disconnected? Can't even get hyped up at a nightclub anymore?

With this question, Naoki Nagayama prepared to go to Sanmaiju in Ginza to drink a cup of hot tea...

What an elderly life this is~

But when passing through Shibuya, looking at the shops one by one, a flash of inspiration struck Naoki Nagayama's mind, and he finally remembered what he had failed to do!

He forgot to buy New Year's gifts for his family and friends!

In previous years, before the New Year, Hezi would call in a hurry to remind him not to forget the gifts, but this year, perhaps because she was preparing for the college entrance examination, she was really too busy, so she didn't call at all.

This made Naoki Nagayama forget about buying gifts as well.

Thinking of this, Naoki Nagayama hurriedly stopped in Shibuya, preparing to finalize the gifts today.

Shibuya was not reduced in liveliness by half because of the cold weather; the pedestrians wearing thick clothes made the whole street look even more crowded.

Naoki Nagayama did not walk through the Hachiko ticket gate of JR Shibuya Station, so he did not see the increasingly famous Hachiko statue, but after crossing the busy Shibuya intersection, he still arrived at the bustling Shibuya Center Street.

Department stores, restaurants, clubs, amusement parks, and various specialty shops were densely arranged on both sides of the street. Even in the daytime, the colorful signs could dazzle your eyes.

Taking a closer look, the clothes sold in the shops were all super trendy styles, almost no different from the clothes 20 years later.

Naoki Nagayama walked along the street with the crowd, thinking about what kind of gifts to prepare for his family...

As for Hezi, she was about to face a big exam. Should he send a Conan poster for her to hang by her bed? "Hanging subject difficult?" No, no, let's wait until university~

What else to send... Forget it, let's think about it later~

As for his mother... she would be happy with anything, right? Just buy it when you see something suitable~

As for his father... the tea set is already almost ready, just missing good tea leaves. Let's go to Sanmaiju later to get some~

As for his eldest brother... it's a bit strange to always send old fishing sets as mentioned before. How about just sending a camping set this time? He can be prepared in advance when going to the wild in the future!

(A certain Naoki Aoki who was cooking in an izakaya couldn't help but sneeze! It earned him a scolding from his father, Ken Nagayama: "Aoki! If you do this kind of thing in the kitchen again, then pack up and get out to Mount Jinggang yourself!")

After strolling around the streets of Shibuya, Naoki Nagayama already had several gift bags in his hands, respectively a bag for his mother, a makeup set for Hezi, and then outdoor sports shoes for his eldest brother... of course, there were also some clothes he bought for himself. Sure enough, once you start spending money, it's hard to stop your hands...

After buying the things, just as he was about to walk toward his parking space, two figures suddenly appeared in front of him. Naoki Nagayama thought he had accidentally bumped into someone and was about to go around after saying a slight "Sumimasen," but he didn't expect the two people to block his way directly.

"Sumimasen, can I delay you for a moment?" the older middle-aged man bowed slightly.

Only then did Naoki Nagayama look carefully. One of these two was older and looked very ordinary, and the other was younger and looked quite handsome. Anyway, he didn't know them.

"May I ask what's the matter?" Naoki Nagayama asked peacefully. Naoki Nagayama wasn't worried about paparazzi or anything, after all, he was wearing a mask.

The older-looking person respectfully handed over a business card: "I am Akira Sudo, a producer at Sony Records... May I ask if you are Mr. Naoki Nagayama?"

He was actually recognized!

"Eh... Sumimasen, I don't have a business card for the time being..." Naoki Nagayama was surprised. After accepting the business card, he hurriedly asked, "How did you recognize me?"

A smile appeared on Akira Sudo's round face: "When I was in the shop just now, I happened to see Naoki-san take off his mask... so I recognized you."

Naoki Nagayama was even more surprised. If the person opposite him was a girl, he wouldn't be so surprised.

"Mr. Sudo... could it be that you are my fan?"

"Hahaha, if you say fan, it certainly counts~" Akira Sudo laughed even more happily, "Actually, I have been paying attention to Naoki-san's creative songs..."

Attention as a music producer!

Speaking of which, as a music creator who fell from the sky, Naoki Nagayama had already had 6 songs sell well in just over a year, which really made the record industry feel surprised, especially the major record companies.

However, there was one bad point, which was that this guy didn't accept song requests.

If he sang them all himself or gave them to his own artists, that would be fine, but half of the songs were sung by singers outside his own company...

Plus this guy actually didn't participate in any industry activities, and didn't even have any creator friends he was familiar with... The record producers who wanted to contact him were all blocked by the company's Dayou Fangcun...

This made every record company very uncomfortable~

"Naoki-san, if it's convenient, can I invite you to chat for a while?" Akira Sudo saw that Naoki Nagayama was not angry or coldly refusing, so he invited him, "By the way, this one next to me is Yutaka Ozaki, a newcomer who just entered the industry."

"Nice to meet you, I am Yutaka Ozaki." Yutaka Ozaki bowed very respectfully.

Naoki Nagayama originally intended to refuse, but after hearing this name, he felt very familiar. Although he listened to few Japanese male singers, those who died young and were talented were always easily remembered by people.

"Ah, it seems there is nothing to do for the time being."

"Yes, then let's find a cafe~" Akira Sudo laughed even more happily.

There were naturally many cafes in Shibuya. After the three sat down, Naoki Nagayama couldn't help but put his gaze on Yutaka Ozaki, making this young guy even more reserved.

"A newcomer from Sony Records? Was Ozaki-kun discovered by a talent scout?"

Akira Sudo took over the conversation: "Ozaki was signed through an audition."

"Then the singing skills must be very good~"

"That goes without saying, otherwise how could he stand out in front of everyone."

The praise from the two seniors made the shy guy a little shy, and his face even felt a little red.

After chatting for a few sentences, Naoki Nagayama asked the main point: "If Sudo-san found me, it should be for Ozaki-kun, right?"

"Yes, Naoki-san thought correctly. Although we signed Ozaki, we currently have no clue about his debut, and suitable songs for him have not been prepared..."

"Is there really no suitable one in Sony's music library?"

"..." Akira Sudo had a bit of a headache. Although Sony's music library is indeed large, as a grassroots producer, he really didn't have many resources. Those excellent songs were all held in the hands of the old people.

"There are no very suitable ones for the time being, so we thought about seeking song requests from the outside world..."

Naoki Nagayama understood: "So you happened to see me today... and decided to give it a try?"

"..." Yes, although it is very rude, Naoki-san, this child Ozaki has extraordinary talent and is a singer with great potential. Please give him a chance."

Although he was sitting, Akira Sudo still used his upper body to bow 90 degrees, making Naoki Nagayama sweat for his spine.