Crossing over, and then being blocked by a rich JK

Seeing that Ming Haijiro had stood up, the vice president, no matter how reluctant he was, could only give a flattering smile and stand up.

"Alright."

Ming Haijiro nodded, and after the vice president stood up, he walked in front.

The group of people arrived at the door of the coffee shop in a mighty manner, waiting for Jay to arrive.

About three and one-third minutes later, two figures talking and laughing came into their sight.

Ming Haijiro opened his eyes slightly and looked at the young man in the shirt with curiosity.

That extremely handsome face was reflected in his eyes.

Frankly speaking, Jay is indeed very handsome, with three-dimensional facial features, a straight nose, and sharp eyebrows and bright eyes.

And unlike those pretty boys that men don’t like, Jay’s handsomeness is masculine.

It's just a little... too young.

At least he was seven or eight years younger than the Jay he had imagined. Jay now looked to be around eighteen or nineteen years old.

But why did Jay bring a girl with him?

Do you want to show off your abilities in front of your girlfriend?

As he thought about this, he smiled calmly and waved to Watanabe Yu and Hamabe Ryoko.

The vice president was stunned.

He could say that face was very familiar to him.

At the gathering at the Anyuan family, I don’t know how many people remembered that face.

As a very marginal figure in the circle, he saw Watanabe Yuu having a good chat with the daughter of the Yasuhara family.

I even accidentally saw the sequel.

——The scene where Watanabe Yu raised his hand and frightened the eldest son of the Amemiya family so much that he trembled.

Gudong.

Subconsciously, he swallowed and forced a more flattering smile on his face.

The dissatisfaction in his heart had disappeared, replaced by a rapidly racing mind.

If he could get in touch with Yuu Watanabe...

"Teacher Jay!"

When they were about the same distance, Ming Haijiro came forward enthusiastically, followed by the vice president.

Nagasaki Natsuko looked at the beautiful figure standing beside Watanabe Yuu and was stunned, as if struck by lightning.

She suddenly felt dizzy.

As if noticing her gaze, Hamabe Ryoko looked in her direction.

The two people's eyes met in the air for a moment.

Half a second later, she avoided the sight in panic.

[Do you know? The people I know now and the connections I have are several times more than yours. Why do you look down on me? ]

[Just hold your good-looking but useless pretty boy boyfriend and drown together in the stinking ditch]

——For no reason, the words she had said and thought once again rang in her ears.

The feeling of suffocation engulfed her in an instant.

When she came to her senses again, she had already followed the group back to the coffee shop and stood beside the vice president as his personal secretary.

"I won't be polite, let's get straight to the point." Ming Haijiro glanced at his assistant, who understood and took out the contract from his briefcase, "This is the best offer we can make."

He is very experienced in such cooperation negotiations.

He knows what to say and what not to say, and he also understands clearly that he must remain calm in such cooperation negotiations.

This is the only way to get the most benefits at the lowest cost.

But the old man who gave him the contact information specifically mentioned this point and criticized him several times.

He then knew exactly what to do.

"Don't worry, let me take a look at the contract first."

Watanabe Yu did not rush to agree, but took the contract and looked through it silently.

The other party was also very considerate and marked the parts involving gold coins and fulfilling responsibilities in bold black font.

This made it easier for him to check.

"What does it mean to record "Fireworks" again?"

Watanabe Yu put down the contract and pointed to the middle of the third page.

This is also marked in black bold font.

"Your first version of "Fireworks" was very good, but for our urban drama, a male and female duet version might be more suitable."

Ming Haijiro expressed his opinion tactfully.

"That's no problem, but I have to designate a partner to work with."

Watanabe Yu raised his eyebrows and looked at Ming Haijiro.

"……Can."

Ming Haijiro hesitated for a moment, but finally chose to agree.

"But you have to guarantee that your partner's level is not lower than that of a professional singer. If you can't guarantee that, then there's nothing to discuss."

He thought about it and added this sentence.

"Don't worry, her singing skills are professional level."

Watanabe Yu nodded and agreed to the other party's proposal.

It is no exaggeration to say that Yuki is very strict with herself when it comes to music.

Any request she makes to others is only made if she can do it herself.

"I need to listen to the finished version of the song first."

Ming Haijiro tapped the table lightly.

He is the kind of person who gets very excited before things start, but after things start, he gets more and more into the state and becomes calmer and calmer.

"no problem."

Watanabe Yu agreed readily.

Ming Haijiro also said what he wanted to say in advance.

"Then I have no other requirements besides what is written in the contract."

Ming Haijiro breathed a sigh of relief, leaned back slightly, and said this.

It is indeed much easier to talk directly like this.

At least those difficult topics to talk about can be brought up from the beginning.

"Ah."

Watanabe You responded and continued to read the contract which had only two pages left.

So far, the contract given by the other party is exactly the same as the contract that Yamano Yuzhi gave him yesterday.

It seemed as if the old man had expected it.

The contract given is more like a reference.

"I've finished reading it. I have no problem on my end."

Watanabe Yu put down the contract.

"Then, I wish us happy cooperation in advance."

Hearing this, Ming Haijiro breathed a sigh of relief.

Although Watanabe Yu had not signed yet, he still extended his hand to Watanabe Yu.

"Well, it's a pleasure to work with you."

Watanabe Yu nodded and shook hands with him.

"Teacher Jay! Can you sign an autograph for me?"

When the two men's hands loosened, the vice president who had been watching finally found an opportunity. He took out a pen and notebook and handed them to Watanabe Yu.

“I am a fan of Norwegian Wood, and I am also a fan of yours.”

The best way to make someone remember you is to flatter them. Flattery never wears out.

He boasted that he knew these literati quite well, and that flattering their works was far more effective than flattering them directly.

"Thank you for your love."

Watanabe Yu took the pen and signed his last name on the notebook.

“Norwegian Wood!?”

Ming Haijiro couldn't help but widen his eyes.

So this talented singer is also the author of that phenomenal best-selling book! ?

no……

Is this person a monster?!

He has never seen such a person before!

"Well, that's another matter. Let's sign the contract first."

Watanabe You smiled and brought the topic back.

"……All right."

Ming Haijiro was silent for a moment, but still nodded.

"But before that, I have to ask her first."

Watanabe Yu gave Ming Haijiro a look that every man understood, then turned around and looked at Hamabe Ryoko who had been silent.

"Ryoko, can I sign it?"

He knew about the conflict between Ryoko and Nagasaki Natsuko.

He knew better what was behind his grandmother's euphemism.

He knew how unpleasant the words of such people were.

So, he didn't mind giving the other person a hard slap at this time.

——Of course, it is speechless.

"…I think it's fine."

Hamabe Ryoko was stunned at first, and a hint of surprise and emotion flashed across her eyes.

In fact, the reason she followed him here was to see how he negotiated cooperation, and she never expected that the topic would turn to her.

She also knew what You meant by that.

The bad guy who called her a stingy girl was helping her save face.

To regain the face she had when she was slandered in her childhood but had nothing to say.

But in fact, she didn't care at all.

One thing she learned early on was that other people's opinions didn't matter.

Or in his words, most people don't actually have that many audiences in their lives.

But even so, she still felt warm in her heart.

"Okay, she nodded, I can sign it."

Watanabe Yu spread his hands, looking helpless and henpecked.