wavenovel Chapter 1096 1105, I heard that there is a kind of magic oil in India that is very good for men
Chapter 1096 1105, I heard that there is a kind of magic oil in India that is very good for men
Chapter 1096 1105, I heard that there is a magical oil in India that is very good for men.
The dinner took place in a members-only club, hidden among the bars and cafes in the port area.
After entering through the inconspicuous small door, the interior is decorated in pure Japanese style, with tatami paper partitions and colorful ukiyo-e paintings. The only problem is that the ceiling is not high enough, only about two meters.
The whole style is exquisite, neat, luxurious and a little bit depressing. Even the waiters are wearing kimonos and have serious expressions. They will bow 90 degrees to welcome guests and respectfully collect the guests' shoes.
Mmm, it has that flavor!
"Naoki-san, this is a place that Kiba Sadanaga invited us to. I heard that ordinary people are not welcome here."
Fangcun Dayou is a native of Japan, so he is quite used to this style. He feels a little emotional when he sees the historical interior decoration style.
“I haven’t seen such a pure Japanese-style building for a long time~”
This kind of feeling is probably like the Chinese seeing the ancient inn on the Imperial Street of the Southern Song Dynasty.
However, the ancient Japanese-style buildings were obviously not very friendly to Naoki Nagayama, as he could see the ceiling when he looked up.
"Is this the place where we eat something like kaiseki cuisine?"
"Probably. I haven't been here either~"
The two chatted in low voices as they were led by the waiter to the Japanese-style room, where they could hear people talking.
The waiter opened the partition door, and Naoki Nagayama saw four people chatting and laughing inside. Some of them looked familiar, including Toshitaka Yamamura and Takafumi Ogasawara from Toei and Chizu Nakano from Toho, but he didn't recognize the others.
Sitting in the main seat was a middle-aged man wearing a kimono, obviously today's host, Kiba Sadanaga.
"Otomo-san!"
Nakano Chizui saw Yoshimura Otomo and Nagayama Naoki and said in surprise,
"You actually brought Naoki-san here!!"
"Minister Nakano, you're joking. Since it's Councillor Kiba's invitation, of course I have to attend!"
Naoki Nagayama said with a smile that although he did not like this kind of occasion, he had participated in countless client drinking parties before. Since he was already there, he naturally had to help Otomo-san to save the occasion.
Kiba Sadanaga is a member of the House of Peers. These guys who cling to their ancestors' noble status like the title that represents their noble status the most.
"Hahaha, Naoki-san!" Kiba Sadanaga stood up and greeted him with a big smile on his face. "I've heard of your name for a long time, but this is my first time meeting you. Thank you for your guidance!"
"Mr. Kiba, I have heard of your name for a long time. This is our first meeting. Thank you for your guidance."
Naoki Nagayama bowed slightly and that's how he got to know Sadanaga Kiba.
After sitting down, he greeted Ogasawara Takafumi and Yamamura Toshitaka. As for those he didn't know, there were naturally middlemen who introduced them to him.
"Naoki-san~" Nakano Chizui gestured to the person next to him and said, "This is our Toho headquarters director Maruyama Yukiichi. Director Maruyama, this is Naoki Nagayama."
"Nice to meet you." X2
"And the Chairman of the Film Promotion Association, Nobuo Asai."
"Nice to meet you." X2
With the introduction of the middleman, Naoki Nagayama quickly got a preliminary understanding of the people at the banquet.
It was at this time that Kiba Sadanaga began to speak:
"It is because of Naoki-san's leadership that the Tokyo International Film Festival was established. This is a great contribution to the Japanese film industry and even the export of Japanese culture."
"No, no, it was just a spur of the moment thing with my friends."
"Naoki-san, don't be modest. You know, the Tokyo International Film Festival has become a key project in the mind of the Minister of Culture of the Cabinet! Even the Prime Minister attaches great importance to it."
Key projects? Key political achievements, right?
After all, the successful holding of the film festival can not only allow Japan to appear internationally, but also promote the development of the film industry and boost the tourism economy. The most important thing is that it does not require us to spend our own energy and resources.
In fact, the Tokyo International Film Festival initiated by Naoki Nagayama is a face-saving project that fell from the sky for the current Minister of Culture.
"With the attention of the Minister of Culture, the Tokyo International Film Festival will surely be held more smoothly~"
Naoki Nagayama replied lightly, without any emotion in his heart. These politicians are best at talking nonsense.
"By the way, Councillor Kiba, will the Minister of Culture attend the opening of this film festival?"
"The minister did think about it, but he has to go to the United States for a cultural exchange in October and has no time."
The United States and the Soviet Union were still in the Cold War at that time! As the hegemon of the West, Japan would naturally rush to please the United States, but who knows, maybe Vice Minister Kiba Sadanaga didn't want the Minister of Culture to steal the limelight.
“That’s such a pity~”
Naoki Nagayama said that if the Minister of Culture were to attend, he could gain some benefits and raise the level of the Tokyo International Film Festival.
Then we talked about some preparations for the film festival, and learned about the invitations of the guests. That was the end of today's business.
Next up is happy time!
The waiters at the club started serving the dishes, and there were also geishas performing shamisen music nearby.
After a few glasses of sake, the atmosphere in the club began to become lively.
Kiba Sadanaga and Naoyama Naoki drank a glass of wine and said with a smile:
"Among Naoki-san's previous novels, the most impressive one is Paradise Lost! How can you understand emotions so deeply at such a young age?!"
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Still a pervert?! Naoki Nagayama silently moved away Kiba Sadanaga's hand that was patting his shoulder, and said perfunctorily:
"In fact, I have said this before. I was inspired by an editor's story and wrote this."
"Really? The editor's true story?"
Others also looked over, looking forward to learning the origin of this novel.
Naoki Nagayama sighed in his heart. It seemed that he would have to let down Kuniharu Morikawa again!
"He said this after drinking with the editor of Shogakukan. The depression and misunderstood feelings of a middle-aged man can only be expressed over a drink."
“Hmm~” “I see.” “Yeah, that’s right~” “Being a man is so miserable!” “.”
For some reason, the other people at the table were quite touched and raised their glasses to drink.
Among those present, only Naoki Nagayama is a bit younger. The others have been around for decades and are now middle-aged and elderly before they have achieved their current status.
"Then why did Naoki-san write Jurassic Park afterwards?"
Nobuo Asai of the Film Promotion Association was somewhat puzzled.
"From romance to science fiction, this is a big leap. Of course, it doesn't mean that Naoki's books are bad. Jurassic Park is also very imaginative."
"Is there any reason for this?"
Naoki Nagayama ate a piece of salmon with mustard, feeling the tender meat and spicy taste, and then he slowly found a reason for himself:
"If I were to explain the reason, it was probably because I watched too many science fiction movies, so I had the idea of making a science fiction movie. In fact, the novel "Jurassic Park" was originally written as a script, and then it was changed into a novel."
"Is this actually a script?!" "Boom!"
"This is really surprising. Is the novel adapted from the script so popular?!"
It is still Nobuo Asai who is asking:
"So, Naoki-san already has the idea of filming Jurassic Park?"
"Yes." Naoki Nagayama smiled, "In fact, I have already purchased an island and have begun planning and building a filming location."
"oh?!"
“Right in the Seto Inland Sea.”
Almost everyone present was related to movies. The news that Naoki Nagayama was going to shoot "Jurassic Park" made them very excited and they all asked about the details.
Even Toho's director Yukiichi Maruyama wanted to join in. After all, a movie can have many investors.
"Thank you for your support. If you want to shoot a science fiction movie, you need to invest a lot. You also need to consider that special effects do require a lot of money."
Naoki Nagayama did not reject their investment request. He has collaborated with others on more than one film, sharing the cost. As long as the profit is considered,
"But the film is still in the early stages of preparation. We will formally discuss investment once the production committee is officially established."
"Hahaha~"
Kiba Sada said with a laugh,
“I never thought that inviting everyone for a drink would actually lead to a film project!”
Yoshimura Otomo also smiled and said:
"I have to thank Kiba-san for this!"
As he said this, he raised his glass to toast, and everyone drank again together.
It was already afternoon when we came out of the club.
With his excellent alcohol tolerance, Naoki Nagayama got the other people drunk, then politely rejected the drunkards' ideas of continuing to have fun, and escaped with Yoshimura Otomo.
"Naoki-san, I'm so grateful for you today!"
Yoshimura Otomo was leaning drunkenly on the back seat of the car and mumbled,
"I always blacked out during these drinking parties, but I didn't expect that I could still be somewhat sober today."
"Thank you for your hard work, Otomo-san~"
Naoki Nagayama had to comfort his friend. After all, Otomo-san was Shuyou's socialite and he was indispensable in many social occasions.
I don't like drinking with strangers, and Shuichi Idou doesn't stay in the company all the time, so I can only continue to suffer for Otomo-san!
"Otomo-san, do you want to go home now?"
"Go home?!" Yoshimura Otomo quickly shook his head, "Go home for what?! Take me back to the company."
"You're already so drunk, why don't you just stop working?!"
Naoki Nagayama sighed, "Otomo-san is indeed a pillar of the community. Even in this situation, he still thinks about work."
"It's not about work!" Fangcun Dayou shook his head and then complained under the influence of alcohol, "If I go back like this, my wife will nag me endlessly! She'll call me an old man. I won't go back!"
Then he said something aggrieved:
"Naoki-san, I work so hard outside, but when I get home I can't even get a cup of hot tea! Woohoo, I'm such a failure!"
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Is this because too many grievances have been accumulated in the past?
Naoki Nagayama thought back to Yoshimura Yuyuki. She should be a kind and gentle woman. Could it be that she was not good to her husband?! She couldn't even drink hot tea?
No way, Otomo-san has become the president of a large company, but he is actually looked down upon by his wife?
It also reminds me that Japanese wives seem to like to divorce their husbands when they are old and then take away their pensions. Otomo-san still has ten years to retire!
Then I heard Yoshimura Otomo mumbling:
"It's just that I can't pay the public grain. I'm already old! This is normal!"
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Ah, Fangcun is over fifty, thirty is like a wolf, forty is like a tiger, fifty is like a
I glanced at the driver in front and found that he seemed to be oblivious to what was happening outside and was only focused on driving the Mercedes-Benz. It seemed that he was immune to Otomo-san's drunken words.
"Hey, Otomo-san, I heard that there is a magical oil in India that is very good for men." Naoki Nagayama could only comfort him, "If it doesn't work, it seems that a research institute in the United States has developed a small blue pill."
"Really? Naoki-san?"
Yoshimura Otomo squinted his eyes, not knowing whether he was drunk or awake, but he said,
“It would be great if it were true.”
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After sending Otomo-san back to the Shuyou Building, Naoki Nagayama asked the driver to drive him back to Yamaoyuan.
After entering the door, Yingtaro came over, and when he smelled the alcohol, he moved away a little, then circled around Naoki Nagayama and wagged his tail.
The short and thick tail slapped on the shoe cabinet at the entrance, making a loud sound like a wooden hammer.
"Hina Taro, doesn't your tail hurt?!"
"Wang Wang Wang!"
It shouldn't hurt.
At this moment, Mingcai came over holding Xiao Xiahua:
"Xiahua, look, papa is back!"
Then, when she sniffed, Akina smelled alcohol.
"Naoki-san, you're drinking without me?!"
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Akina is a bit of an alcoholic, but she hasn't drunk alcohol for a year because of her pregnancy, and she doesn't expect to be able to drink for a long time.
"I was caught for a social event today~"
Naoki Nagayama tried to tease Xiao Xiahua in his slippers, but the baby wrinkled his nose and howled at his mother.
"Ah Hana-chan smells alcohol too!"
Mingcai quickly carried Xiahua away and stopped the little one from crying.
"Naoki-san, go take a shower first. Only when the smell is gone can you get close to Xiao Xiahua!"
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What else can Naoki do? He can only go upstairs to wash up and take a shower.
After returning to the living room feeling relaxed, Akina asked the nanny to squeeze some fresh juice for Naoki Naoyama to sober up, and then she held Xiahua and sat slightly away from Naoki Naoyama:
"Where did Naoki-san go drinking today?"
"A private club in the port area, a very secret place. It is decorated like an ancient palace."
"Eh~~~"
Mingcai said unexpectedly,
“Is there such a place?”
“It is usually not open to the public, but is where the Chinese entertain guests.”
Even though Akina is a star singer, she is just a low-class person in the eyes of some upper-class people. At such a young age, she naturally would not be invited to their private clubs.
Unless you can become a singer like Hibari Misora and be recognized as an artist, you can be considered to have entered the circle.
It's strange, but those who choose the art route are basically divided into two stages, singers and singers, dancers and dancers, studios and painters, authors and writers
At some point, artists will undergo a qualitative change, a radical shift in their social status, and it has nothing to do with the money they make.
"Haha, my Naoki-san is a well-known writer. He must be a guest of honor among the Chinese!" Akina said with a smile.
“It’s not because of this.”
Naoki Nagayama smiled and shook his head. He was not just an artist, he was a capitalist!
"We're going to talk about the Tokyo International Film Festival."
"Tokyo International Film Festival. It's on October 10th, right?"
"Well, the opening ceremony is about half a month away." Naoki Nagayama said, and then suddenly remembered something, "Akina, do you want to walk the red carpet with me?"
"Red carpet?"
"Yeah. Many media outlets will report on it at that time. Isn't Akina going to make a comeback? It will increase the popularity a lot!"
"Indeed."
Akina nodded, but subconsciously looked at her belly and figure, which were still a little rounder than before, and said a little shyly,
"But can I wear a dress now?"
Naoki Nagayama looked her up and down and thought that she was not fat. She would be more feminine if she had a little more flesh:
"Of course! If Akina feels shy, she can wear a kimono."
Now that you are married and have children, it is a mature woman's behavior to wear a kimono to attend formal occasions.
".Actually, Naoki-san also thinks I'm fat, right?"
".Absolutely not!"