Chapter 58 The damned man covered in lice in the sun
Chapter 58 The damned man covered in lice in the sun (Please read it again, it is very important this time, please!)
"Yes, that's right. He said he doesn't want a share of the box office revenue, but wants to buy out the film rights. Yes, yes, yes, the new book has been confirmed, but he doesn't want to serialize it, he wants to publish it as a single volume."
The bald executive held the telephone receiver, his body standing straight. He was obviously the only one in the huge office, but he kept nodding and bowing to the air, constantly making 90-degree bows.
The woman on the other side of the phone was furious and had already scolded him. After listening to what he said, her tone became even colder and more dissatisfied: "Hanamori, do you know how much money I spent to facilitate this filming plan with Nikkatsu? Do you know how many prostitutes and female stars I sent to convince that old man Shintaro Ishihara?
He is just a small contracted writer. I even treated him better than Oshima Hikaru and satisfied all his impolite demands, but he is still so ungrateful.
This is what you said to me at the beginning, that you can handle everything by leaving it to me, right?"
"I'm sorry, General Manager Noma, I'm so sorry! I thought that as long as I gave him a little bit of sweetness, he would be obedient. Anyway, please rest assured, I will definitely take care of everything! I will definitely act according to your requirements and plans!"
Sweat broke out on the bald executive's forehead.
In fact, it was a good thing that Kitagawa Hide didn't want any share of the movie profits, but this rebellious behavior directly touched the bottom line of the woman opposite, causing him to be severely criticized.
The other party is President Noma's only daughter, the future president. Even if he is dissatisfied, he has no choice but to passively accept the scolding.
"Yamato? I want to reserve table number three at the Sakura Hiyori izakaya in Ginza for tomorrow. Did you hear me? Hey! Didn't you hear me? I said I wanted to reserve table number three, don't you understand? How annoying!
What? Can’t make a reservation? Are you kidding me? Who are you to talk to me like that? Go get your general manager, do you understand? You really don’t even know what you are talking about.”
The woman's voice on the other end of the phone suddenly became distant. Then, after the sound of high-heeled footsteps, her impatient voice returned.
"Hanamori? What did you say just now? Never mind. Anyway, no matter what method you use, I hope he can do things according to my plan. Do you understand? You know, even though you are the executive director, it doesn't mean you can't change someone, right?"
"Yes, yes, you are right, I understand, I will definitely convince him!" The bald executive director felt that cold sweat was about to soak his back. If it was the "prince" of another company, he felt that the other party would most likely not spend such a huge price to do the stupid thing of firing a executive director.
But the woman on the other end of the phone, when she gets crazy, can do anything.
"I'm glad to know. By the way, you just said he was going to write a new book. Are you sure what it's about? Did you see the beginning?"
"Ah, not yet."
"Are you wasting my time with what you said?" The woman's voice suddenly rose eight octaves.
"No no no, Noma, please listen to me."
"No need. Anyway, let's just leave it at that. Don't give me any more problems at the salon tonight. Regarding the new book, the interests of the company are the most important. I don't need to explain this."
"Yes! I understand. I..." Before the bald executive finished speaking, there was a beeping sound from the other end of the phone. He was stunned for a moment, then subconsciously bowed 90 degrees and said, "Take care."
Only then did he carefully hang up the phone.
He sighed, and felt a headache when he thought of the plan that General Manager Noma showed him.
From my interactions with Kitagawa Hide in the past few days, I feel that he doesn't seem like someone who would allow himself to be manipulated by others.
On the other side, in a villa in the port area.
A middle-aged woman in an expensive dress sat impatiently on the sofa. She had an ordinary appearance and a flabby figure. Her only distinctive feature was her nose, which was incredibly large, as if she had forcibly snatched someone else's nose and placed it in the middle of her face.
There was a gentle knock on the paper door of the room, followed by the voice of a maid.
"Miss, the car has been arranged for you."
"I'm not going!" The woman named Noma Airi spoke in a sharp and piercing voice, as if she had been shot.
"But, miss, this salon is for you." The maid gently opened the paper door and prostrated herself on the ground respectfully.
"I said I wouldn't go and I just wouldn't go. How annoying!" Noma Airi was feeling annoyed because she hadn't made a reservation at Sakurahiwa Izakaya. The so-called literary salon in the evening was meant to improve Kitagawa Hide's status in the circle and to help him reconcile with Ishihara Shintaro.
Anyway, she spent the money, and that guy Huasen was there to watch the show, isn't that enough?
Do they really want her, as the company's executive director and acting president, to attend a literary salon prepared for new writers?
Is he worthy?
As she spoke, she glanced at the head of the beautiful maid, and suddenly said with disgust: "Tsk, when did you tie your hair up?"
"Miss, it was just tied today." The maid said in a low voice while lying on the ground.
"You are such a great maid, but you are so impressive." Noma Airi sneered, "You are wearing a new kimono collar. Where did you get it?"
"Miss, have you forgotten? This is what you gave me a few days ago. I have been keeping it in a wooden box as a treasure. It is so beautiful that I dare not wear it. Because the old collar is all dirty, I just found it and put it on." "I gave it to you? When did it happen?"
"You bought it from the White House in the first month of this year. Later you said that the tea green color with the wrestling pattern on it was too plain and not suitable for you, so you gave it to me as a gift."
"It looks like it suits you, doesn't it?"
"no."
"What you meant just now was that it suits you but not me, right? You think it will look better on you than on me, right?"
"No, no, miss, it will definitely fit you better than it does me." The maid lay on the ground, trembling slightly, her voice incoherent.
"Isn't it? If you think so, why didn't you say so when I gave it to you? Not only did you not say so, but now you wear it openly for me to see. Haha, I don't think your family needs a maid as beautiful as you."
Noma Airi finally found someone to vent her anger on. She stood on tiptoe and scolded the maid harshly.
Kitagawa Hide didn't find Saito Rena at Kodansha. He heard from other people in the editorial department that the newly appointed deputy editor-in-chief Saito seemed to have heard that a very good haiku had been published somewhere, so he hurried over and it was unknown when he would be back.
He wandered around the editorial office for a while and found the hardcover paperback edition of "Hear the Wind Sing" on the bookshelf filled with the works of the annual Group Portrait Newcomer Award winners. It was placed at the highest place, in a row alone, very impressive.
Oshima Hikaru's works were placed in a corner and cannot be found unless you look carefully.
In just a short while, many editors came over to say hello and chat, with a tone full of flattery, which made him a little overwhelmed. Seeing that Saito Rena might not be able to come back so soon, he had to evacuate quickly to avoid more people gathering around.
This is the disadvantage of being a famous writer. Wherever you go, it’s like you’re in the spotlight, instantly attracting people to you, and nothing can stop you.
After leaving Kodansha, Kitagawa Hide simply found a quiet cafe to sit down, took out the pen and paper he carried with him and started writing a novel.
There are still some things in the original work of "No Longer Human" that need to be modified, otherwise if it is released like this, people will be confused.
Although it is only 5 words long, it was much more difficult to write than the "Youth Trilogy". In addition, he also planned to attach a preface at the front and an epilogue at the end to use Takuya Yanjing's life to redeem other similar people, which made the operation even more troublesome.
In addition, the bastards of Aum Shinrikyo seemed to have someone behind them, but Kitagawa Hide couldn't bear to watch Takuya Yan'ai's family being killed while the murderers were still at large.
I may not be able to do anything now, so I will try my best to make "No Longer Human" more popular and influential, and then attach the suicide note accusing the cult members to the book, so that all readers can see the bloody and cruel truth.
If the law cannot punish you, I will use the pen in my hand to pierce your hypocritical faces!
Japanese writers have a strong voice, especially their works that can influence an era or even a country. The power and influence they demonstrate are enough to attract the attention of the government.
Mr. Lu Xun said, "Studying medicine cannot save the Chinese people", so he gave up medicine and turned to literature, using his articles to warn the world.
Kitagawa Hide is not that great, nor does he have that much ability. All he can do is use the pen in his hand to reveal the truth as a porter.
If you can scold anyone you can, that’s it. If you can save anyone, that’s it.
The ones who should say "I'm sorry for being born as a human being" are not ordinary people like Takuya Yanjing who work hard, but those bastards who hide in the back and only care about their own enjoyment, without caring about the lives of others!
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