The first floor of the office building is rented by Jiangchuan Fengrong for this studio.

Nagisa Ekawa couldn't help but sigh at the big money of the eldest daughter of the Ekawa family. His little bit of living expenses paid on time every month. The situation between the two of them was completely different, and they were not at all the same order of magnitude.

In front of her, compared to the steel sheds in her pocket.

If we look at it from Jiangchuan Fengrong's perspective, he is essentially no different from the beggars on the roadside.

I can't help but sigh: "The gap between people is sometimes bigger than that between people and dogs."

Speaking of who can afford to rent such a large space in the center of the Central District, he told him that the studio was not equipped with enough staff and needed him to help?

He was recruiting a few people, which in his opinion was just two or three meals from Fengrong, Jiangchuan.

Can’t women leave the money for buying bags, traveling and shopping?

But Jiang Chuan saw that there should be no good job to come here to help.

If you need a skilled job, Jiang Chuan Fengrong would not have thought of him.

Then there is only one possibility left, that is, dirty work and tiring work and some miscellaneous work.

He was in the position of trying to win Jiang Chuan Fengrong's favor, so he could only obediently follow the arrangements of the studio boss, and he, the second shareholder, had no choice.

"Very dictatorial!"

At first, Ai None sent him an email to tell him that he was certainly a veteran who worked as a job and was not able to see it.

As a result, just ten minutes later, Jiangchuan Fengrong called and said a lot of things were not available. The general meaning was that Jiangchuan Nagisa immediately went to the studio to help immediately, and his tone seemed to be telling him that time was precious and not delayed for a second.

"Go quickly!"

At the end of the end, Jiangchuan Fengjun said with a young girlish aura: "The only one who is in Tokyo is the only one who is the boss..."

The ending sound is long~~~

"The comfortable feeling makes Ekawa Nagisa get goosebumps."

"Volume charm..." But I felt ecstatic without control.

He has never made any sound. Jiangchuan Fengjun has said so much, but Jiangchuanzhu has condensed it into five words.

"You can't escape."

...

Ekawa Nagisa agreed to the phone with a relaxed and happy feeling, but her heart was furious.

That ugly girl completely treats him as a tool person and only supplements the project the day before yesterday. People with discerning workloads know that they can be driven out in such a short time, and the working hours can be imagined.

When Jiangchuanzhu entered the gate, the security guard at the door made a simple registration.

Up to the twenty-fourth floor where the studio is located, Eichuan Nagisa walked out of the elevator and took the first step towards the entrance gate, and was stopped by a stern voice, "Who are you looking for? What are you doing here?"

Ekawa Nagisa stopped and said to the strong man in a black suit: "Ekawa Nagisa, the adopted son of the Ekawa family, is one of the shareholders of this company."

It made Nagisa Ekawa feel that this strong man who was dressed in a protective clothing office might have been working as a bodyguard before.

Hearing Ekawa Nagisa's answer, the security guard's expression became much softer, and he no longer had the obvious hostility he had just now. "Please wait a moment, I need to notify the Asada supervisor, this needs to be confirmed by him."

Obviously, in the presence of Nagisa Eichuan, who has never shown his face in front of the public, whether it is an industrial company under the Jiangchuan family, the Sakura Consortium and the Zhuyun Consortium, almost no one below knows that he exists. If he does not indicate his identity, it will be impossible for the people below to recognize him.

Fortunately, I didn't wait for this for too long.

A man in his thirties was wearing a suit and looked gentle with his eyes.

When Nagisa Eikawa looked at the face of the person in front of him, he didn't remember anything more. He probably didn't seem to be from the protagonist's camp.

"Seichi Asada, the person in charge of this project, has long admired the name of Young Master Ekawa."

Asada Seiichi stretched out his hand with Kazuhi's smile.

Egawa Nagisa glanced at her eyebrows and said disdainfully: "Da Ming is funny, but it's not famous."

"Asakura Nagisa is the only one who can understand it for a long time." To be honest, the name of Asada and his person was the first time Egawa Nagisa heard it. Obviously, he, who has many years of experience, naturally knows how to make each other more comfortable. Before graduation, his teacher taught the last lesson in the class.

"A rookie in the workplace, the art of speaking."

After listening to that class, Nagisa Ekawa had a new understanding of his teacher. This stinky old man who usually smiled and looked very old-fashioned, actually had such a deep understanding of the ecology of the workplace, which was simply to say that all the students were in their hearts.

This class also became the topic of conversation for their classmates to have dinner in the next few years. Some people even wanted to fly back to school immediately and hold the old man and kiss it to express their gratitude.

Many students followed the teacher's teachings and rose up all the way.

Some people like Nagisa Egawa, who have poor understanding and action abilities, have also avoided several layoffs.

The promotion of Eichuan Nagisa should have nothing to do with the old man, because you can tell by looking at the monthly overtime schedule. You have to occupy the top spot all year round. If the company boss can't see it, then don't open a company and go home to raise pigs.

After some mutual implicitness, Nagisa Egawa finally saw the full picture of the studio.

Rather than being a kind chat, this is the beginning of a game.

Although he had never heard of the name Asada Seiichi before, after a while, this person was not simple. After graduation, Waseda graduated from graduate school and studied in the major of Jinfubu major, international finance, which ordinary people recognize.

Ekawa Nagisa used the excuse of going to the toilet and sent an email to Ayao to ask for all of Asada Seiichi's resumes.

After watching, I silently flowed tears of envy.

Under the influence of China's admiration for culture for more than 20 years, it is normal for him to be so acne.

Since childhood, he has been in the primary school with the highest deviation value in the local area, and then in junior high school, he has received a lot of honors. He has not spent a penny in the colleges and graduate students, and even earned a lot of scholarships.

The supporting role of the standard template is undoubtedly a striking attack on the face of his...year-old villain under the arrangement of fate.

Once again, he truly felt the world's malice towards him.

"Damn."

"Young Master Ekawa has been there for a long time." Asada Seiichi, who had been waiting in the toilet door, said lightly.

"Maybe it was because I had a bit of a stomachache yesterday."

Are Japanese people really so perverted? Egawa Nagisa gave Asada a blank look when she turned her head.

——

The conversation with Nagisa Ekawa, the notorious evil young man, was clever and logical, and was not as unbearable as other rumors said. The formal and respectful answer made him feel relaxed and happy.

But when I reported to the lady just now, the lady completely disbelief of what he said, and doubted whether he said such good things out of flattery, Young Master Jiangchuan.

But Seiichi Asada recalled his report to Ekawa Fukuo on the phone, and there was no boastful word in his opinion.

Could it be that the young lady noticed the pleasant tone of speaking?

But he received the order, and thousands of words were summed up in one sentence.
Chapter completed!