Tokyo female publicist

"No."

Sayuri's voice was full of relief and irrepressible joy.

"I found a 300 million yen IOU in an old photo album. The borrower was a close relative of my family. After I came to the door, I easily returned the money. I originally wanted to send you 200 million. But in the end, there was still some selfishness and only played so much.

So there is no need to worry about my life problems at all. There are many kind people like you, Ms. Nakazawa, who are supporting my life and my heart. I will never go astray as you worry about. "

Sayuri is honest most of the time, but lying is also a social skill she has mastered, and she will use it when appropriate.

The arrears were not that much, only 200 million, of which 180 million was used for repayment plus rent, and she left only one-tenth of it, but Ms. Nakazawa would be worried if she told the truth, so she intentionally overreported.

The relationship between relatives was not harmonious, and the road to debt collection was not smooth. In the past few days when Haruna was abducted, Aizawa Yugiri even called the police several times.

If it wasn't for her bewildering innocent face and Haruna, the little "twenty-five boy" who spared no effort to testify for her, she might be detained in the police station at this time, boringly staring at the ceiling and counting sheep to pass the time .

However, the human heart is really amazing.

The incompetent mother Aizawa Yugiri who was hated by Haruna and even bluntly said that she had a personality defect, the aunt Aizawa Yugiri who made no secret of her disgust for Sayuri's bad words, and the old Lai who thought she would be a hard stubble Aizawa Yugiri collapsed and surrendered at an incredible speed.

She is a bad person, but her concern for Haruna and her motherly love are real. After a few days of squatting, and only a few times of eye contact, Aizawa Yugiri is so scared that she can no longer care about her heart. Disgusted by Sayuri, he personally came to the door and respectfully handed the bank card with 200 million in her hand.

All it asks for is a guarantee.

"From now on, don't pester Haruna anymore."

"I'm her older sister, and I will take care of my cousin from time to time. Don't worry, because there is no debt dispute between us, and I won't do anything unfavorable to her."

Parents who love their children are not worthy of borrowing money and not repaying it. Bad people are human and have weaknesses. Once you catch it, many things will become easier.

As for the last part, it is all the truth. Now she is surrounded by kind people who warm and support her heart, and Setori Nakazawa is one of them.

"Is it really?"

"really."

Huh~ After receiving Sayuri's answer, Nakazawa Setori on the other end of the phone was obviously relieved, and his tone became stable.

"If this is the case, then I confirm that I have received the money. We are not in a hurry to use the money at the moment. I am afraid that the 170 million will not be used in a short time. If Miss Fukada encounters any problems in her life, she can still withdraw it. Don't be embarrassed."

Up to now, Nakazawa Setori still doesn't know that the lies she told have already been seen through by Sayuri, and she continues to weave to disguise the illusion of her financial prosperity.

To this lie, Xiao Bai did not expose it, but responded with a playful smile.

"Then Ms. Nakazawa may not be able to wait until that day. Now I have passed the interview of a large company and entered the job. I will have a stable source of income in the future."

"Is that so? Congratulations."

"Okay, I'm going to the shopping street to buy chicken feet with pickled peppers and reward myself at home, or should I hang up?"

Youthful vigor, full of expectations for future life, and the deep feelings in Sayuri's words were truly received by Nakazawa Setori.

He breathed a sigh of relief again, his eyebrows drooped softly, Nakazawa Setori smiled and said softly.

"I wish you success in the future, Ms. Waseda."

Good luck to you too, Miss Model.

After hanging up the phone, although they were not in the same place, although they could not see each other's faces, Sayuri showed an expression very similar to that of Nakazawa Setori.

Smiling softly, with a gentle face, safe and comfortable.

"Cicada の声を闻く度に (As long as you hear the cicadas singing)"

Suddenly a song was played on the street, and Sayuri raised her head.

It was still early in the day, and the light sign on Kabukicho First Street hadn't turned on the red light yet, but there were divas warming up for the red light on the LED screen directly above the sign.

"The Queen of Kabukicho", the live video of Ringo Shiina, who is known as the singer of the Shinjuku style, was shown on the big screen.

After looking up for a long time, Sayuri lowered her head and looked at her watch. The time was 57:[-] pm.

The neon professional white-collar workers are busy walking through the company at this time and lamenting the upcoming overtime. The female surgeon who will never fail in the TV series is staring at the clock expectantly and waiting for the second hand to rotate three times again, while walking On the streets of Shinjuku, Sayuri's work has just started...

No, it's about to start.

There were not many pedestrians on the road. Taking advantage of the time when the ominous flower was still asleep and had not yet fully bloomed, Sayuri walked into the most prosperous, but also the most vulgar, Tokyo landmark soaked in alcohol and entertainment - the singing and dancing in Shinjuku district. Kichocho Street.

"Welcome, beautiful lady, do you have an appointment? We are not open at this time, maybe you can enjoy the snacks provided in the store and have a few drinks."

Pushing the door to enter the store, the well-trained waitress was amazed by the beauty of the female customer in front of her, and at the same time bowed slightly to guide her to a seat.

Not accompanying her, Sayuri politely returned her salute to her future colleague, smiling like a purple rose.

"Good evening, I'm Sayuri Fukada, the newly hired female publicist today."

Sub-volume: PR for newcomers, please refer to it!

Chapter 1. More Girls Than Girls

"The people I meet in life are not very focused, and they are not very good at expressing feelings, but here, they will treat you like a princess. I want to feel flattered, and I don't care how much money is spent for this."

Public relations, cowboys, physical contact, verbal flamboyance, sexual innuendo, body trading...

This is the night of Tokyo, the dark side of Tokyo, the Kabukicho of Tokyo, the red light district of the world.

Custom shops, massage parlors, social assistance, love hotels, dad's life, the most primitive desires of human nature gather here, under the rendering of money and drinks, corruption is here, so when it comes to public relations, it is associated with the neon-developed color industry It is almost inevitable, and even more excusable.

But in fact it is not. Selling one's body is a personal choice of public relations people. When they meet a woman they like, for money and to increase sales, of course some people will choose to exchange their bodies for benefits.

But that is an extra act. In fact, the most profound responsibility of public relations itself is only one——

Sell ​​Likes.

"Tonight, I'm yours."

To love someone wholeheartedly in a limited time, let the other person feel the sincere love, let the customer feel that he is a princess or an emperor, jump out of the cold reality and enjoy a period of blurred dream time, and finally in the near In the throbbing feeling of fainting, warmly hugging the person who brought him (her) all this, whispering softly in his ear "I will come again next time", this is the service of public relations.

Men serve women, women serve men, this is the norm in this industry, but since they are all selling "likes", why not women serve women?

Niche, not mainstream, but feasible, not only monopolizing the market, but also has a customer stickiness that far exceeds that of ordinary public relations stores.

In Ginza, there are two such stores, but in this Kabukicho Ichibangai, it is unique.

According to the statistics of a special person, in Kabukicho, the average survival time of a club is only five months, and Top day, located in the center of Kabukicho, has stood for four years in the fierce battle area where cowherds and public relations shops gather.

So, since you want to enter this business, why do you have to fight your way out of the thousands of female public relations who serve men to get the slightest possibility, instead of choosing Top, which has less competitive pressure and strong store strength? What about another way in the day?

The handsome, but unknown female publicist Pu Songmingcai often thinks so.

You don’t need to put up with male customers’ restless hands and feet and put on a smile, and you don’t need to go along with the men’s boring financial bragging and swear words. You can chat with good women who are more restrained, cute and sweet, wine tasting, and chat about popular clothing Maybe it's a lot easier to do makeup, share girls' little secrets and have a good night together, and then get paid a lot of money.

So, after the "that incident" that shook the foundation of Top day's business happened, she immediately seized the opportunity to fill in the vacancy, and finally got a place in this special public relations store, and in the second day after its reopening Tian successfully stood at the door to greet the guests.

Yes, welcome, what the new trainees have to do is such a simple and boring but meaningful job.

Wearing the most gorgeous clothes and the most beautiful makeup, standing in front of the store to greet and see off, it is very boring, but you can meet all the guests who enter the store, invite them to sit and have a few words of glory.

This is enough for a newcomer, and Pu Songmingcai is also satisfied. You must know that it took her four months to get such a job in the last public relations shop, and even so, she gained the envy of many contemporaries.

After all, this is really a position full of opportunities for a little-known female publicist.

because......

She is very concerned about the new job. From the moment the store door opened at [-] o'clock in the afternoon, Pu Songmingcai has been waiting inside the store door for every senior who enters the store. She is a newcomer. All the seniors are familiar in front of them, so maybe they can get some recommendations from them, so as to get hard-won customers and eventually develop them into their regular customers.

At ten past five o'clock, Pu Songmingna's tense body finally relaxed. So far, all the seniors have entered the store to prepare for the opening. She met and communicated with everyone perfectly. Now, she wants to drink A glass of beer to reward herself for working hard-she can't afford expensive champagne and wine.

She turned around to get a cup, but the melodious sound of wind chimes still rang, and the sound of high-heeled shoes hitting Pu Songmingcai's heart was like a fierce drumbeat. , while praying that good luck would really come to her side.

Why is it said that goalkeeping is a position full of opportunities?

Because, sometimes there will be curious new customers who come to the door, they are curious but ignorant, usually young and innocent, if they can match their preferences, they can easily develop into good regular customers, and the opportunity to reach the sky may be hidden among them.

After adjusting his expression, he wanted to say something pleasant, but when he turned his head, Pu Songmingcai's words were a beat slower.

A girl in a plain white dress is standing in front of the door. The afterglow of the setting sun casts a warm halo on her, making her slightly hazy, but her eyes are like a pool of clear water, which is so clear that one's heart trembles, and her appearance is even more beautiful. .

The bright pearl halos the beauty of the jade, which is the case.

With a background in the Department of Literature, Pu Songmingcai found a suitable description for the girl in just a moment.

Although she knew she had to speak quickly, she couldn't look away.

From the outside to the inside, the girl subconsciously took care of the hair that was disturbed by the wind. The waterfall-like black hair slid between her green fingers, and the beautiful eyes were looking forward to a quiet and beautiful life, adding a bit of bookishness.

He should still be a student, Pu Songmingcai thought.

"Welcome, beautiful lady, do you have an appointment? We are not open at this time..."

The opening time is after seven o'clock, and experienced customers will never come to the door before this time, and the girl's eyes flickered with curiosity after entering the door, and her eyes drifted to the four directions for basic scrutiny, coupled with that too young and beautiful face , it is basically certain that this is the first time for an innocent girl to enter such a depraved place.

I had already rehearsed countless words for this occasion in my heart, and finally had a chance to speak, but Pu Songmingcai suddenly froze for a moment.

Maybe she should drive the girl away.

The purity of the girl's brows and the peaceful temperament all show her innocence. Entering such a place in such a time may be just a whim of hers, a small satisfaction of her curiosity. She must not know how much unresponsible feelings she will have to pay after going deep, and how much money she can't afford.

Pu Songmingcai has seen it with his own eyes. A pure girl was deceived by a cowherd to play with her feelings. She spent a few months on the savings her parents had accumulated for most of her life. , In the end, he could not bear the tragedy of humiliation and suicide.

The female publicists in the store may not be able to achieve that level of dehumanization, but if they meet those notorious ones, they will eventually make the girl pay a big price.

Thinking of these Pusong Mingcai, I can't bear it, but the camera is shooting everything above the head, and the public relations shop can't refuse any possible guests. If everything at this moment is recorded and videotaped, she might be fired immediately after driving away the guests.

"Perhaps you can enjoy some snacks and drinks first."

Squinting his eyes, Pu Songmingcai already had an idea in his mind.

Originally, this was the girl she discovered, so it was only natural that she received her.

She will treat this overly beautiful and overly pleasing girl gently, and she will protect everything about the girl, and become the only public relations girl that the girl will patronize. As far as she can bear...

"Good evening, I'm Sayuri Fukada, the newly hired female publicist today."

"......Ugh!?"

If the BGM played in Pusong Akina's fantasy just now was the extremely romantic "Feel the Love Tonight (Love is infinite tonight)", then now there is only the whistling north wind and snowflakes fluttering.

Pu Songmingcai felt that she was frozen into an ice sculpture by the north wind, and there was the sound of cracking and cracking. She didn't know whether it was her body or her heart that was still restless just now.

"Public? PR?"

Peer?Is this beautiful, unbelievably beautiful, and soul-stirringly pure quiet literary girl a new publicist who is about to join the job?It is clear that every night I can clearly hear any faint breathing from the other side of the low-rent house, but Pu Songmingcai can't believe his ears at this time.

She still wanted to protect, and wanted to warm the girl who was about to go astray by herself, but it was only a word of effort, but she found that the girl had already fallen into the abyss?

This......

What the hell is she guarding! ?

She didn't know the pain Pu Songmingna was suffering in her heart. On the other side, the girl named Sayuri Fukada stretched out her palm to show her kindness again.

"Yes, senior, please give me more advice in the future."

She showed her favor and smiled, that smile was too sweet, and when she came back to her senses, Pu Songmingcai had naturally held the girl's catkin.

"By the way, do you know where Miss Hataya is? She asked me to come and find her first."

"The lounge on the left at the end of the store..."

Smooth, delicate, loose and gripped, it was not until the girl walked away for a long time that even the faint scent of lavender in the air dissipated that Pu Songmingcai recovered from another absent-mindedness.

Dazed, she raised the hand she had shaken with the girl in front of her face, and kissed it blankly.

It's a bit crazy. Female, but I can't help it.

Speaking of which, she has saved more than 400 million yuan in savings to buy a house, so she should be able to patronize the young girl's business a few times.

"Snapped!"

As soon as the dangerous idea was born, Pu Songmingcai slapped herself hard.

As a female publicist, she actually wanted to patronize the female publicist's business...

"Ahhh, what am I thinking!?"

Covering her face and squatting on the ground, the experienced female publicist wailed, she was even more girlish than a girl.

Chapter 2. In the lounge

Five o'clock is too early for Kabukicho. There is no Shohei's singing and dancing, and there are no colorful lights that exaggerate the charm.

Following the guidance, crossing the front hall and walking to the end of the passage, Sayuri knocked on the door of the lounge.

"Who will come at this time, Pu Song... please come in!"

A doubtful female voice came from inside the room, followed by a call to come in, and a call of impoliteness, Xiao Baihe pushed the door and entered, and then stood there in a daze.

Not only did she talk, but she was indeed rude in action. She saw a lot of things that children shouldn't see.