Tokyo: The Beginning of the Gauze Female Devil

Chapter 296 Second-hand Rolls-Royce

Matsumoto Entertainment Building, Akasaka, Minato-ku.

Although they hugged and kissed each other, Matsumoto Arina still retained the last bit of her sanity when considering the interests of the agency.

At most, his butt was slightly tilted towards Fujii Itsuki compared to before.

The contract was drafted, and the two of them each held 50% of the shares of Matsumoto Office, with Matsumoto Arina as the president and Fujii Itsuki as the vice president.

The price is that in addition to this song "LOSER", Fujii Itsuki will have to release an album with at least ten songs for Matsumoto Arina every year for the next three years.

And we have to ensure that among the ten songs, at least one or two main songs are of the same quality as "LOSER"!

This is an easy task for Fujii Itsuki. With his current level of music theory and ability in composing lyrics and music, even if he doesn't reproduce the classic songs of his previous life, the songs he creates can be above the passing level.

As for album sales, Arina Matsumoto also has strict requirements.

The global sales of physical albums must exceed one million copies within two years!

The original plan was to require sales of over one million per year, but Matsumoto Arina was afraid that Fujii Itsuki would refuse, so the deadline was temporarily changed to two years.

In the contemporary Japanese music scene, if his physical album sales exceed one million within two years, he has already become a top-tier singer!

After all, this is not the 1980s, 1990s, when stars were shining brightly.

If he can sell over a million albums within a year, he will be the top singer among the new generation!

All in all, there are only a few singers in today's young generation who can do it.

In three years, three physical albums that sold over a million copies, plus the income from advertising endorsements, variety shows, commercial performances, etc. after becoming a first-line singer, were exchanged for 50% of the shares of the declining Matsumoto Agency.

If the future goes as smoothly as promised, then for Matsumoto Arina, Fujii Itsuki will be like a savior who comes to her rescue and saves her from collapse!

From Fujii Itsuki's perspective, he only needs to use his brain to write some songs. Not only can he get the president, Matsumoto Arina, to work for him and earn money, but more importantly, he can infiltrate the enemy and counterattack Matsumoto Yuriko's lair!

A win-win situation means that Fujii Itsuki wins both ends, beating both Matsumoto Arina and Matsumoto Yuriko!

……

After the contract was signed, Matsumoto Arina put away her copy of the contract with a smile on her face, as if she was writing her name on their marriage registration form.

From the moment the contract came into effect, Fujii Itsuki became the vice president of this twelve-story entertainment building!

Therefore, Matsumoto Arina first took Fujii Itsuki on a tour of the various departments of the Matsumoto office to familiarize themselves with the environment.

"Da da da."

The straight and slender legs under the hip skirt spread out, and the high heels gently stepped on the floor.

Matsumoto Arina acted like a serious president, leading Fujii Itsuki through departments big and small.

"Hello, President."

"Hello, President Matsumoto."

"The president is here to inspect our work..."

In the office, employees, whether they were working seriously or slacking off, were all on edge, and they only breathed a sigh of relief after Matsumoto Arina and Fujii Itsuki left.

"It was a close call. I almost got caught while slacking off and sleeping."

"President Matsumoto has a cold expression on his face. It's scary!"

"By the way, have you seen the handsome guy behind the president?"

"No, it's the first time I see you."

"Could it be the president's newly hired assistant? Or a relative?"

"..."

While a few gossipy employees were whispering, Matsumoto Arina and Fujii Itsuki had already walked into the elevator.

The elevator slowly descended, and Fujii Itsuki moved closer to Matsumoto Arina and said something suddenly.

"Mr. President is so majestic!"

"Of course. A man cannot stand without dignity." Matsumoto Arina held her chest with both hands, acting as if it was a matter of course, until she heard Fujii Itsuki continue: "...Is it true?"

"You weren't like this in the office just now, Mr. President?"

"..." The hot air teased the side of her face, and the boy's warm lips were close enough to touch her. Matsumoto Arina's serious expression changed, and her small white ears turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"It's agreed that I'm the president, so please give me some respect outside, right?"

Taking advantage of the fact that there was no one around, she rolled her eyes and hugged Fujii Itsuki's arm as if begging for mercy.

"President Matsumoto, haven't I been giving you a lot of face along the way?"

"...Please respect yourself!" Fujii Itsuki pulled his hand away from Matsumoto Arina's arms without any reluctance, and pointed to the top of his head with a smile.

"Mr. President, there are surveillance cameras in the elevator."

"Ding--"

At this time, the elevator just landed on the first floor. Fujii Itsuki put his hands in his coat pockets and walked out quickly.

Inside the elevator, Matsumoto Arina bit her lower lip with her pearly teeth and couldn't help but stamp her feet.

"asshole!"

"Flirt and run!"

……

……

Tokyo, Shibuya District.

Like Shinjuku, Shibuya is famous for its bustling commercial activities and is known as the "24-hour town that never sleeps" and the "town of young people."

"Ai-chan, this way!"

In the square on the street in Shibuya, there were many people gathered inside and outside, and the sounds of guitars and drums could be faintly heard from inside.

Kawachi Ono couldn't wait to pull Shimizu Ai's arm and squeeze in.

Because of the huge flow of people, you can often see some less famous idol groups selling tickets for roadshows on the streets of Shibuya, and some young people who like to play music also often gather here to perform.

"Clap--"

“You sang well!”

At the end of the song, two girls wearing down jackets and wrapped up like dumplings clapped excitedly.

The winter in Tokyo this year was very cold, and the temperature dropped below zero as Christmas approached. The only regret was that it didn't snow, which made the holiday atmosphere less festive.

"It's a pity that I'm not as handsome as Ai-chan's brother, otherwise I would definitely be able to become a top star with some effort..." Kawachi Ono said with regret, shaking his head.

"Why are you still thinking about my Onii-chan?"

Rubbing her red, frozen hands, Shimizu Ai glared at Kawachi Ono unhappily.

"I know, I know. I'm a super brother-con, Ai-chan!"

"How can you insult someone's innocence out of thin air!"

"My last name is Shimizu, his last name is Fujii. I've already told you that I call him brother because we live close to each other!" Shimizu Ai's cute little face turned red, and she stiffened her neck and said, "...if you have the guts, ask your mother to give you a brother!"

“Slightly…” Kawachi Ono stuck out his tongue, “And you still say you’re not a brother complex!”

"Let's go, it's so cold outside, I want to eat tonkotsu ramen."

……

……

At the same time, after visiting the Akasaka Entertainment Building, Matsumoto Yuina did not rush to the recording studio to record a song, but instead pulled Fujii Itsuki into her Porsche 911 and drove all the way to Shibuya District.

Minato Ward borders Shibuya Ward, and it's a short drive from Akasaka. Although Minato Ward also has super prosperous commercial districts like Roppongi Hills, as a rich lady, Matsumoto Arina still prefers the youthful Shibuya.

"Buzz-"

The burgundy Porsche 911 slowly slowed down and stopped at the intersection on Shibuya Street. While waiting for the red light, Matsumoto Yuina held the steering wheel with both hands and turned to look at the boy sitting in the passenger seat.

The girl's clear voice broke the quiet atmosphere in the car. Matsumoto Arina asked Fujii Itsuki beside her softly: "...What do you think of the environment of Matsumoto's office?"

"The office environment is indeed good, and the location is also very good, but it seems to be a little short of staff." Taking his eyes away from the street view outside the window, Fujii Itsuki answered truthfully.

"There's nothing we can do. After all, it's no longer as glorious as it used to be." Matsumoto Arina sighed softly, staring at the flickering traffic lights ahead.

"However, I have asked the Human Resources Department to contact the private Chengzhi Women's University, and will go there for campus recruitment in the next two days."

To be honest, even with Fujii Itsuki fighting alongside her, Matsumoto Arina was still not very confident after having experienced a Waterloo.

But now that things have come to this, the matter is done and all Matsumoto Arina can do is to drive this old sports car of the Matsumoto Office with Fujii Itsuki, step on the accelerator and move forward!

"Buzz-"

Thinking of this, a gleam of determination flashed in Matsumoto Arina's beautiful eyes. She stepped on the accelerator and drove the Porsche 911 through the intersection smoothly.

"Hey, Fujii..."

“Do you like driving?”

The seat belt was tightening around the round outline of her chest. Matsumoto Arina, as if to liven up the atmosphere, raised the corners of her mouth into a beautiful arc. One slender hand was holding the steering wheel, and the other hand was dishonestly touching Fujii Itsuki's thigh.

"If the sales of "LOSER" are good enough, how about I give you one?"

Looking at the slender and tender hand on his thigh, which looked very suitable for playing the piano, Fujii Itsuki raised his eyebrows.

"If we are not from the same family, we will not enter the same door..."

"This character is exactly the same as that woman Yuriko Matsumoto!"

"Snapped--"

Fujii Itsuki slapped Matsumoto Arina's hand like slapping a fly, and replied lightly: "Is the yen inflation so serious now?"

"The last time your mother painted a pie, it was a Rolls-Royce."

"Rolls-Royce?!"

Matsumoto Arina's pretty face froze for a moment, and she could only curse inwardly.

"…Prodigal old lady!"

"What's the big deal?" she spat unconvinced.

Fujii Itsuki folded his arms and silently added another stab.

"Even a second-hand Rolls-Royce Phantom costs more than a brand new Porsche 911."

"呲-"

As if this sentence had pierced through her psychological defenses, Matsumoto Arina slammed on the brakes and the Porsche 911 was forced to stop.

"Get out of the car!" She looked annoyed and shouted at Fujii Itsuki.

"We've arrived!"

After Fujii Itsuki unbuckled his seat belt and left the passenger seat, Matsumoto Arina suppressed her anger and drove the car into a parking space on the side of the road.

"Humph--"

Her long chestnut hair that had been permed and dyed was loose. She snorted coldly, picked up her high-end handbag, and slammed the car door shut.

"Rolls-Royce, right? Do you like to eat her gigolo so much?"

"If I really liked you, I would have driven one a long time ago. Why would I be walking around the streets of Shibuya with you like this?" Fujii Itsuki looked into Matsumoto Arina's eyes without dodging.

"Besides, we are just partners, why are you jealous?"

"...Who is jealous?" Matsumoto Arina frowned and punched Fujii Itsuki's shoulder with her fist in anger.

"It was you who insisted on saying that a Porsche is not as good as a second-hand Rolls-Royce!"

"It's just a Porsche for now, but it will become a Ferrari or Lamborghini in the future, right?" Fujii Itsuki consoled him casually, "Besides, a Porsche spyder is no worse than a Rolls-Royce Phantom."

With just a few words, Matsumoto Arina's face, which was originally filled with anger, couldn't help but smile.

"This sounds like a human saying!"

Her beautiful brows relaxed and a slight smile appeared on her pretty and delicate face. At this moment, Matsumoto Arina regained her demeanor as a lady from a wealthy family.

"Let's go..." With a handbag slung across her shoulder, Matsumoto Arina hugged Fujii Itsuki's arm tightly.

"As we agreed this morning, I will also give you a tailor-made gift."