weddingnovel Chapter 138 You're just being a jerk
Chapter 138 You're just being a jerk
"Boss..."
The subordinates are very efficient and thorough in their work.
He wanted to remind her that the woman might leave as soon as she got the contract.
But Kuroda snatched the contract and slammed it on the table.
"Check it out."
The artists didn't stand on ceremony; they immediately opened the document, skillfully located the key pages, and meticulously examined each word.
It seems she had imagined this moment countless times; she was indeed utterly disgusted by the control exerted by these three contracts.
The subordinate's ominous premonition grew stronger.
"Aren't you afraid I'll just take the stuff and leave?"
"You woman..."
The subordinate immediately spoke, but was interrupted by Kuroda raising his hand.
"You're still using Sakaki Entertainment's resources, while my influence within the company remains firmly established."
"As long as you still want to work there, you won't offend me too badly."
That's true.
The performer in charge of the show scoffed, "I'm going to raise my prices from now on. If you insist on hiring me to perform, then you'll have to start by increasing your fees."
In a sense, this can be considered a concession.
This is especially true for Kuroda.
"Give me the money."
He looked directly at his subordinates.
"If you don't ask me how much it costs, I might ask for an exorbitant price!"
Actually not.
She simply wanted to earn an income that matched her popularity, enough to supplement her assistant's income with bonuses.
Just then, his subordinate returned.
"It seems you don't have a deep enough understanding of our boss."
"Splash—!"
When a heavy box of banknotes was dumped on the table, the performer couldn't help but swallow hard.
"No one can ask me for an exorbitant amount."
Kuroda's tone was full of confidence.
"Because I, Kuroda, am the most magnificent Lion King!"
Waaaaah, this bond is so strong.
on site.
Hiroshi Nakajima squeezed into the crowd, listening to the wavering opinions of the fickle audience.
"I think Sakaki's acting skills are just so-so. Apart from the long legs he had on stage in the first show, the rest of them aren't as good as the ones from this morning."
"They probably put the best person at the beginning. If we're talking about top-tier beauties, the one who was last this morning, Asuka Honoka, was truly a feast for the eyes..."
"I recorded it, take a look..."
"I heard this woman isn't a good person. When her true colors were revealed, her father went backstage and slapped her. She used to work in bars..."
This is clearly someone who's deliberately trying to smear Asuka Hanabira.
Because the normal person's reaction is...
"Come on, what does this have to do with me? Whether she's a saint or a whore, I can't get my hands on her anyway."
"Haha, that makes sense. As long as it's pleasing to the eye, that's fine."
"Exactly, if they're doing something shady behind the scenes, maybe one day I'll be able to see it on some small app!"
"That makes sense!"
The idol formula won't work with commercial performance audiences; the two groups operate on completely different logics.
In short, Asuka's public image is alright, not terrible.
Yes, this is already a very good situation.
Nakajima Hiroshi did not continue to cause trouble, but simply recorded the performance itself.
In terms of causing sabotage at the scene, he is neither as morally inferior as Kuroda nor does he have enough manpower, so it is actually difficult for him to gain any advantage.
Remove some manpower to cause the other party some economic loss, and then stop while you're ahead.
However, since this performance involved temporarily drawn personnel, it was highly likely that it would involve artists from Sakaki Geino, and there was no possibility that any prior preparations would have been made, making it the perfect opportunity to cause trouble.
We'll have Momoko come over and identify them, to see who they all belong to.
So strictly speaking, Momochi Momo's choice to betray again was actually a way of escaping a disaster.
Otherwise, all the celebrities she uses to cause trouble in the future will be under her name.
At that time, both privately contacting other agencies to prepare for switching agencies and the recruitment of existing artists will likely be affected.
In addition, he also tried to open three rounds of endocrine bowstrings.
The durations are ten seconds, half a minute, and three minutes, respectively.
The timing of the side effects is also quite precise: ten seconds, half a minute, three minutes.
In other words, at least for myself, the longer this product is used, the longer the side effects will last.
For him, three minutes is his limit; he won't be able to hold on any longer at that point.
A chill rose from the base of my spine, as if all the strength in my body had been instantly drained.
His heart was pounding so hard that even as a grown man, he had to lean against the wall, his face pale, and it took him a great deal of effort to calm down.
Perhaps medication will be needed to extend the driving time?
The thought of Nakajima Hiroshi wanting to see Shiraishi Yu taking drugs so hard sent chills down his spine.
I wonder if forcing myself to endure this for so long will still cause side effects to follow the same pattern as the time it takes for them to develop.
In short, assuming she worked for half the morning, the afternoon should have been mostly over.
Let's go check it out after the show here is over.
(Ha, ha, these stupid viewers...)
(Don't you even have a brain? You're always using your most vulgar way of thinking to speculate about others...)
(Do you find it so enjoyable to do such a despicable thing? You really deserve to be stuck at the bottom of society your whole life!)
Looking at the few words he had left behind when he lost control, Nakajima Hiroshi frowned slightly and manipulated his pheromones to cover them up.
Then, they went straight to Shiraishi Yu's address.
Even in the hallway, Nakajima Hiroshi could sense the ramblings left behind by Shiraishi Yu.
(That damn old lady insists my soundproofing panels emit radiation, and she reports and complains about them every other day.)
(I really hope you get crushed into an Indian flatbread by a big truck...)
(This little rascal is running around like this late at night. Honestly, kids don't know any better, and don't the adults keep an eye on them?)
(Maybe one day a hot-tempered older brother will come along and give his parents a good beating, so they'll learn their responsibilities, you bastards.)
Ok……
In a sense, it can be considered that the wronged have a culprit and the debtor has a culprit.
After seeing his own pheromones, Nakajima Hiroshi's opinion of Shiraishi Yu underwent a subtle change.
These thoughts are hardly depressing.
Rather than taking out his anger on misled viewers, Yu Shiraishi's hatred is often precisely directed at those who should be held responsible for the situation...
Hiroshi Nakajima even felt that this was somewhat noble.
The closer I got to her home, the more intense my negative emotions became.
(Go to hell! Go ...
(Damn it, why did I have to show off like that? I let outsiders see my pathetic side!)
(Knock knock knock, damn neighbor, are you crippled and can't take care of yourself? You come to me to borrow everything!)
(Get lost! Take your mop and go back home!)
...It seems she really did lend it to the other party.
Being able to communicate with neighbors at least proves that the person is alright.
(Ugh, life is so awful, I just want to stab myself!)
"...!"
quicken your pace, stop lingering.
(I wonder if those little bitches seized the opportunity. Honestly, they worry about this and that all day long, but they never take action to find an opportunity.)
(But you're the same way, aren't you, Yu Shiraishi? You hate being rejected again and again, don't you?)
(Hehehehe, as long as you're human, you can't escape the incurable awkwardness of emotions.)
(Trash can, why are you so small? You can't hold these pathetic creatures!)
at last.
Arrived.
(So hungry...)
(Waaaaah, why? I'm the one who put in the most effort, yet they're enjoying the victory celebration without a care in the world.)
(You jerk, Shiraishi Yu, you're such a jerk!!!)