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442. This guy Naoki is just causing trouble to others!(2/2)

Looking at Akina's eyes, Nagayama Naoki also relaxed and laughed:

"Then if I am caught by the security personnel, Akina will come and save me~"

"Haha, there will be news then~" Akina seemed to have thought of that scene, "Nagayama Naoki barged into the concert without a ticket and was caught on the spot!"

"Then I will prove that Ming Cai is my accomplice! You didn't have a ticket in the first place!"

"Hahaha~ Then I'll pretend that I don't know Naoki-san!"

Akina Nakamori smiled brightly~

Summer mornings come very quickly. Even if you want to sleep a little longer, the sunshine and temperature will wake you up.

When Fangcun Dayou came to the studio, his face was glowing red. The drink last night could only activate and remove blood stasis for him.

There are many employees in the studio, and of course Shuichi Itou is indispensable.

"Xiu Yisang, why don't you sleep a little longer?"

"Of course it's because it has a mission goal!" Itou Shuichi said, "If "Hot Blood High School" wants to be released in September, then it can't delay even a day!"

"Since the trailer was cut, my whole body has been so excited that I can't sleep at night!"

Fangcun Otomo laughed and said: "Haha, how can that be done? You still have to take good care of yourself to ensure the quality of the film."

Itou Shuichi waved his hand: "It doesn't matter, besides me there are Masataka-kun and Naoki-san!"

Fangcun Dayou nodded, yes, there are two people to remind you, there will be no problem. It should be

"By the way, will Naoki-san come today?"

Itou Shuichi was very sure: “Of course!

Let me tell you, Naoki-san attaches great importance to the progress of "Hot Blood High School"!

When editing the trailer, he stayed in the editing room with us for three days!

Nowadays, there is so much editing work, so little labor, and the construction period is so tight.

He will definitely come today!!!"

"That's good."

"Dingling bell~"

Just when Yoshimura Otomo wanted to say something else, the office phone suddenly rang.

Yi Tangxiu glanced at it and realized that it must be something related to work, so he didn't want to waste time listening anymore: "Then I'll go to the editing room first. Otomo-san, please answer the phone~"

"Okay." Looking at Yi Tang Shuichi's leaving figure, Yoshimura Otomo picked up the phone: "Moses Moses, this is Shuyou Pictures."

"Otomo-san, you've already gone to work!"

Yoshimura Otomo could still distinguish Nagayama Naoki's voice from the microphone.

"Hi, I just arrived at the company. Naoki-san! Why did you call the office so early? Is there something urgent?"

"Hi!"

Before Nagayama Naoki finished speaking, Yoshimura Otomo heard the sound of cars roaring through the microphone, and some voices, which seemed to be calling Naoki-san's name.

"Naoki-san, I didn't hear you clearly. Where are you? The environment is a bit noisy."

"Ah, Otomo-san, I'm at the phone booth next to the road in Fukushima Prefecture, and a car just exceeded the speed limit!" Naoki Nagayama's voice came over again.

Fukushima Prefecture?! Yoshimura Otomo felt that he heard wrongly. It is a place more than 200 kilometers away from Tokyo!

"Naoki-san, why are you in Fukushima?!"

"Haha, something happened anyway, so I'm here."

Naoki Nagayama didn’t know how to explain it to Otomo Yoshimura, so he simply didn’t explain it. He was the president anyway.

"Arnold, Otomo-san, please tell Shuichi-san that I won't be coming to the company today! I'll leave the editing to him!"

Yoshimura Otomo was about to ask, but Naoki Nagayama beat him to it.

"Otomo-san, someone is calling me. I have to go to the concert in a hurry. Let's get here first~ above~"

"Eh? Autumn bean sack."

Just when Fangcun Otomo was about to interrupt, he heard a busy tone coming from the microphone.

In the office, this middle-aged Mediterranean man was a little confused.

"Fukushima? Phone booth? Concert? What on earth did this guy Naoki do in one night?!"

After hanging up the phone, Fangcun Otomo was puzzled.

But looking at the closed door of the office, he suddenly thought of something even more difficult!

"What should I tell Shuichi-san?!"
Chapter completed!
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