Tokyo Bubble Life

Chapter 121 Chapter 120, If you make money, don't you consider buying a house?
The two chatted all the way back to the studio,

Shuichi Ido is still directing the two apprentices to shoot, and an uncle is also looking at the model beside him.

Seeing the two came back, he patted his pants and stood up, walked to their car, and asked while laughing:
"What happened? Was it thrown out?"

"Hahaha, how is it possible, our mature acting skills have perfectly concealed from the Ito family." Fangcun Otomo said with a relaxed smile, "Probably we will never call again."

Naoki Yongshan next to him also smiled: "A firm with insufficient strength, it's natural for others to look down on it."

"Who told you to raise your cards indiscriminately! It's so embarrassing~"

Naoki Yongshan smiled helplessly, he has been complained countless times about this point, and he himself blamed himself for being cheap, why did he join in the fun and raise that.
"Xiu Yisang, what are you shooting?"

Changing the subject abruptly, Yi Tangxiu smiled slightly, and did not continue: "It should be a fashion photo of a certain magazine, and I need to take pictures of people in various cities. It was introduced by a former regular customer, I don't know A list of several hands~”

This kind of operation should be regarded as a clear rule in the industry. Large companies distribute their business to sub-suppliers, and the suppliers then split the business to various small photography studios.
The money is less than one floor, but it also supports a lot of photographers~
"Xiu Yisang, is there something wrong over there?"

Naoki Nagayama took a look, and found that something was wrong. The strange uncle seemed to be very irritable. He kept communicating with Masataka Komori and Masami Inada, pointing at the model, and faint growls could be heard here. up.

"Eh? There seems to be something wrong, I'll go take a look~"

Shuichi Yitang also noticed it, and hurried over to find out the situation.

Naoki Yongshan saw him passing, so he didn't ask any more questions, and continued chatting with Otomo Fangcun next to him.

"Otomo-san, now the whole family is planning to come to Tokyo slowly, right?"

Fangcun Dayou shuddered again: "Not yet, the son of the family is still in junior high school, but now that he has a little more money, he can go back and forth once a week."

"That's it, but with the division this time, you should be able to buy a good piece of land in Tokyo. Don't you think about it, Otomo-san?"

Familiar with the trend in the next few years, Naoki Naoyama always advises people around him to buy a house and land, "Or buy another shop, my current shop can bring me nearly 400 million in rent every month Woolen cloth."

"Is it so high? Where did Naoki-san buy the store?" Otomo Fangcun was shocked. This amount is equivalent to a white-collar salary for a year without eating or drinking.

"One in Shibuya, one in Akihabara." There is nothing to hide about this.

"There! The shops must be very expensive~" I have lived in Tokyo for so many years, and I probably know the price,

"A business district, how could it not be expensive. Generally, no one is willing to sell it. I was lucky in Shibuya, and I bought it for about 1 million."

Fangcun Dayu was taken aback again: "1 million? My share can't afford it~"

"Can you buy somewhere else~ Otomo-san can think about it, after all, if the child comes to Tokyo to study, it will be smoother in the future."

"What you said, Naoki-san," Yoshimura Otomo seemed to be thinking seriously.

Naoki Naoyama said so much, it’s really hard to talk about this kind of thing, but when it comes to children’s education, there are no parents in East Asia who don’t care.

If it wasn't for Tsuruko who was already a sophomore in high school and a top student, Naoki Naoyama would have asked her parents to let her study in Tokyo.

After chatting for a while, I found that Xiuyi Yitang still hadn't calmed down.

"Otomo-san, let's go take a look~"

Naoki Yongshan intends to go to see the fun~
As he got closer, the roar of the middle-aged man became more and more clear,
"Itang-san, what kind of model do you think you are looking for! Rustic,

How can it be possible to capture the feeling of a senior man required by the demand side! "

The model next to me looked aggrieved. Since I was a child, no one has ever said that I am rustic.
"Secret Marseille, Iwamoto-san, we have already found other models, and they are already on the way, and we will definitely meet your requirements!" Facing the patron's father introduced by the old customer, Shuichi Ido could only do his best to appease him.

"I've been saying it's coming for half an hour, but it still hasn't come! Ido-san, I doubt your ability!" Iwamoto Kunio complained persistently,

Originally, this list was just to fill in the photos of some urban men. If you take a good photo and send it to his previous family, it’s not his fault if you don’t get selected, just earn labor fees.
But Shangshangjia didn't know what was going on, and suddenly decided to make an annual special issue, and the payment method became a fee based on the accepted photos.
As a result, his third-level distributor also carried a photo index on his back. If the admitted photos did not reach a certain number, there would be no labor fee!
At the end of the year, he suddenly made such a thing, and there were ten thousand grass and mud horses running around in his heart, but he couldn't run to the sponsor of his family, so he could only vent on these little second parties.

"The person who introduced me said that you have excellent skills and good service. If you don't find a suitable model, I will scold the introducer!"

"Private Marseille, we will do our best to find it!" Yitang Xiuyi was said to have no temper, so he could only bow.

Kuniwa Iwamoto said that he was going to go out to smoke a cigarette to calm down. While walking out, he lowered his head to find something in his coat, but suddenly bumped into someone at the door.

"Ah, are you okay! Sorry, I didn't notice you just now."

Looking up, a handsome young man in a blue-gray suit was apologizing to him a little embarrassedly. The sunlight outside the door shone in, and this handsome man seemed to be glowing all over.
Kuni Iwamoto seemed to have forgotten what he was going to do for a while, and murmured: "It's nothing, it's okay~"

Then suddenly remembered something, directly grabbed Yongshan Naoki's arm, excited: "So it's you!"

Then he turned his head and said loudly: "Itang-san, the model is finally here! This time it's really good!"

As he spoke, he was about to pull him over.

Naoki Yongshan was a little confused at this time, didn't he bump into it?

Why is this person holding me back?
Want compensation?
At this time, Shuichi Itou also looked over: "Naoki-san?!"

Kuniwa Iwamoto said happily: "Sure enough, it's him. It's fine if you come. It doesn't matter if you are a little late. Let's hurry up and shoot."

As he spoke, he pushed Naoki Naoyama towards the curtain,

Naoki Naoyama finally came to his senses, and shouted at Shuichi Yitang: "Xiuichi-san, this gentleman seems to be?"

Shuichi Ido finally came to his senses, and immediately said, "Iwamoto-san, please wait a moment."

"Nani? Time is running out, Itang-san, why don't you hurry up and start!"

Seeing that Iwamoto Kuni-san seemed to have already made up his mind, Ido thought about it:
"At least I need to touch up my makeup! There's no hurry!"

Mayu Rena, the make-up artist who was standing by, said, "Rena-chan, quickly put on Naoki-san's makeup!"

Naoki Yongshan was dragged away to make up in a daze.

(End of this chapter)