wavenovel Chapters 1289 and 1298: This is Yama-okain!
Chapters 1289 and 1298: This is Yama-okain!
Chapters 1289 and 1298: This is Yama-okain!
The phone lines at the headquarters of Ken-On are about to melt down!
As news of Akina Nakamori's second pregnancy spread rapidly throughout the entertainment industry, countless calls flooded Ken-On's hotline. Kinoshita Mizue, the receptionist, was so busy answering calls that her tenosynovitis in her wrist flared up again.
"Please wait for our official announcement for more details."
"Of course it's Naoki Nagayama's, who else could it be?"
"Please don't get any wishful thinking. Even if Akina-chan were to have an affair, she wouldn't choose you!"
With a "smack," Kinoshita Mizue angrily slammed down the phone. There are all kinds of people these days, and there's even a guy who fantasizes about Nakamori Akina and Nagayama Naoki breaking up and divorcing, and then living happily ever after with him!
Shimada Yuzo, who happened to be passing by, saw Kinoshita Mizue's face turn red with anger and jokingly said:
"To think that such a call could make Mizue-chan so angry, it seems like this call was really rude."
"Yeah, to say something like that!"
Kinoshita Mizue was still complaining when the front desk phone rang again, forcing her to pick it up once more.
"Looks like the phone won't stop ringing today!"
Shimada Yuzo shook his head, gave the receptionist a helpless look, and then headed towards Akina's publicity department.
As the publicity department for Akina Nakamori, they need to prepare some follow-up actions to dispel the impact, or take the opportunity to hype it up. After all, pregnancy is not a negative news. Yuzo Shimada's mindset is still very relaxed.
Once inside the department, I found all the team members engaged in a lively discussion.
"Really?" "Yeah, I heard it was horrible!" "Her hair was completely shaved!" "It must have been done by Naoki-san's side!" "It seems the Nagayama family really likes making people become monks."
Shimada Yuzo asked unexpectedly:
"What's wrong? Is there something I don't know?"
"Shimada-san, you're here!"
A group member approached him mysteriously and handed him a photo.
"This is it! My journalist informant gave it to me!"
Somewhat puzzled, Shimada Yuzo took the photo. The photo showed two people squatting on the street, crying and wailing. It was a bustling street with people coming and going.
"This is?"
"These are the two paparazzi who photographed Akina Sauce!"
"I heard he was just tied up in a van and then beaten up."
"More importantly, they shaved his head completely bald with clippers!!"
"It was finally placed on the commercial street!"
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From the various accounts of his colleagues, Shimada Yuzo finally understood the cause and effect.
"So, this was done by Naoki Nagayama? To punish those two paparazzi?"
Yoshiaki Tanaka, who was standing to the side, spoke up:
"You can't say that, there's no evidence."
"Don't the police care?"
"It wasn't anything serious, just a beating. It's not even a minor injury. If the police ask, it'll be about personal reasons, like you didn't like them."
These days, yakuza are rampant. In Tokyo alone, there are nationally renowned yakuza groups such as the Yamaguchi-gumi, Sumiyoshi-kai, and Inagawa-kai fighting each other for territory. Ordinary people have long been accustomed to this.
Sometimes, when problems arise, the first thing people do isn't to call the police, but rather to seek help from local community organizations.
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Shimada Yuzo shook his head, feeling powerless to change the situation in Japan, so he refrained from commenting.
"This photo has probably spread throughout the entertainment industry by now, especially among paparazzi, who are now somewhat terrified of being exposed to it."
This photo was clearly intentionally leaked by a fellow paparazzi. The iconic shaved head is more like a warning to all paparazzi. Those who provoked the tree friend before have now become ascetics.
This time it's just a haircut; if I provoke Tree Friends or Akina Nakamori again, then I'll have to become a monk!
"Naoki-san is really decisive when it comes to doing things!"
After everyone finished their discussion, Yoshiaki Tanaka clapped his hands:
"The paparazzi's business is none of our concern, but Akina-chan has already made it clear that we at Ken-On will sue any newspapers that publish Akina's photos!"
"Also, we need to hold a press conference later to officially announce the pregnancy in a major newspaper."
"Then we need to capitalize on this momentum and continue promoting Akina's performance with Michael Jackson."
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Under Yoshiaki Tanaka's instructions, the members of Akina Nakamori's publicity department quickly took action, turning the buzz into positive publicity for Akina Nakamori.
Meanwhile, the character herself, Akina Nakamori, is preparing to welcome a guest at Yamazakurain.
After a night's rest, Michael Jackson had fully recovered. In fact, celebrities like him are usually energetic and have amazing recovery abilities.
Otherwise, how could they possibly carve out a niche for themselves in the already incredibly competitive entertainment industry?
After scouting out Tokyo Dome in the morning, I had some free time in the afternoon and accepted Akina Nakamori's invitation to visit Yamazakurain.
When the car suddenly turned from the main road of Chiyoda onto a side road, Michael Jackson noticed that the traffic had thinned out, and when he could see more greenery in the distance, the surrounding shops and buildings became even sparser.
"The car that was following behind disappeared. Did the paparazzi lose their way?"
The assistant glanced at the rearview mirror with some confusion, and Michael Jackson in the car also looked back in surprise.
Japanese paparazzi are very persistent. Even when Michael Jackson was staying at the Empire Hotel, he was followed by many paparazzi when he went out. However, they wouldn't rush up to him; they would just follow him from a distance and take photos with high-definition lenses.
Although he was an international superstar, Michael Jackson didn't have the local influence of agents who could manipulate events and manipulate things for him like local stars do, so he couldn't shake off his fame.
But to my surprise, those guys stopped following us after one turn!
"Has your driving improved?" the assistant asked Komatsu Sorachi, who was also acting as the translator and driver. "Did you just shake them off when you turned?"
Komatsu Sorachi shook his head sincerely:
"I'm not that good."
He was just a translator hired by the concert planning team; he could drive, so he also served as the driver. However, he turned to look at this side road:
"However, there seems to be a rumor that paparazzi won't be appearing near Naoki Nagayama's house. It looks like that's true."
Komatsu Sorachi had heard the rumor, but he had never been to Nagayama Naoki's house and didn't know the address.
"why?"
"If you ask why," Komatsu Sorachi didn't know how to respond for a moment, "it seems that the Shuyu Group has a lot of influence in the media."
You can't exactly tell foreign friends that Naoki Nagayama has yakuza connections and is cruel to offending paparazzi, which is why they're afraid to come near.
"So that's it!"
Michael Jackson was seen as Naoki Nagayama's Shuyu Group, much like a large American corporation with strong control over the media.
As the vehicle slowly moved forward, after passing a small park, a bamboo grove came into view, and then a low-key gray-brown building was partially hidden among the green bamboo.
As you turn at an intersection, a large iron gate comes into view, with the name "Yama-Sakura-in" on the gate.
"This is Naoki Nagayama and Akina Nakamori's home~"
Michael Jackson looked around curiously, finding it to be a very quiet residence.
Meanwhile, Komatsu Sorachi, a Japanese, exclaimed, "This is the legendary Yamazakurain! It's truly amazing, finding tranquility amidst the hustle and bustle of Chiyoda."
The remote-controlled iron gate slowly opened, and the vehicle drove into the Yama-oka Garden.
Without the bamboo wall obstructing the view, the spacious courtyard, lush lawn, sculpted flower beds, and landscaped pond, along with the understated British-style main building, make one feel as if they have entered a classic manor.
The butler, Ah Fu, was already waiting at the main entrance, welcoming the guests in a perfect London accent and guiding them to their car and inside.
"An English butler?"
Feeling the attentive service, Michael Jackson couldn't help but think to himself,
"I want to hire a British butler like this for my future dream manor!!!"
Upon entering the foyer, Akina Nakamori and Natsuka greeted the guests:
"Michael, welcome to Yama-oka-in."
"Akina! It's so nice to see you again!"
Michael Jackson smiled warmly and looked at Xia Hua, who was holding her mother's hand.
"This must be Miss Xia Hua! She's so cute!"
Xia Hua had never seen anyone with such dark skin before, and she shyly hid behind her mother's legs. However, she wasn't afraid and still looked at the person with great curiosity.
"Hua Jiang is a little shy."
Akina explained,
"But you'll get used to it."
"Haha, this is perfectly normal for a kid this age!"
Michael Jackson took the gift from his assistant:
"I know the Japanese custom: when you come to visit, you should bring a gift. This is a collector's edition of the album 'Thriller.' It's my studio signed copy!"
What do top singers give as gifts? Their own albums, of course! Especially rare versions.
“This is so precious!”
Akina quickly accepted it and thanked her very happily.
"Michael, come in and have a seat."
Although this invitation was for Michael Jackson, in a foreign country, translators and assistants were naturally indispensable.
The group quickly arrived at the living room, and after sitting down, Michael Jackson naturally praised the interior design and furnishings of the Nagayama family home.
Then I saw the display case of the Nagayama couple, which contained numerous trophies, medals and souvenirs. In the very center were Nagayama Naoki's Palme d'Or trophy and Akina's record award medal.
"This is Naoki's Palme d'Or trophy!"
Michael Jackson only recognized the internationally renowned Palme d'Or, but was unfamiliar with Akina's Recording Awards trophy.
"Yes. Naoki had to go to the company this morning, and he should be on his way back now."
Akina, holding Natsuka, introduced her husband's various honors to the group.
As Michael passed the corner staircase, a graffiti artwork caught his eye; its distinctive signature made it instantly recognizable.
"This is... a work by Basquiat?"
"Ah," Akina wasn't very familiar with graffiti artists. "It should be. It's one of Naoki-san's foreign friends."
"He knew Basquiat?"
“I heard they met a few years ago when they went to New York,” Akina said. “Naoki-san said that Basquiat’s girlfriend at that time was Madonna.”
"Oh?! It's related to Madonna?"
Michael Jackson was increasingly surprised. Of course he knew the pop star and knew some of Madonna's life before she became famous, but he never expected that it was related to Naoki Nagayama. He decided that he would definitely ask Naoki Nagayama about it when he returned!
As the hostess, Akina Nakamori had the nanny and housekeeper serve tea and snacks to Michael Jackson and his entourage.
After chatting for a while, the group showed Michael around the Yama-Sakura Institute, starting with the backyard, which could be seen from the living room.
"The dry landscape garden has been around for a long time. That cherry blossom tree is the origin of the Yamazakura-in Garden, and it blooms twice a year, in April and October."
"Look, there are already some small flower buds."
"The dog running on the grass is Yingtaro, and the orange cat is Nyantaro."
Akina chatted with Michael and his group in English. When she encountered unfamiliar words, a translator was there to help, so the communication went very smoothly.
Xiao Xia Hua is no longer afraid of Michael. After getting down from her mother's arms, she will run up to Michael Jackson and take a closer look, but she won't let him hold her.
Yama-oka-in, which hadn't had any guests for a long time, was filled with joy and laughter!
At this moment, Nagayama Naoki, the male head of the Yamazakura family, was kept at the company by miscellaneous matters.
"A letter from the Ministry of Finance inquiring?!"
Naoki Nagayama looked at the letter in his hand, somewhat helplessly. As expected, the recent series of actions had alarmed the management.
It's understandable that funds were suddenly withdrawn, given the company's reputation for opening global branches.
However, the sudden shift to extreme conservatism by an investment bank, especially a well-known institution like Shuyou Capital, naturally caused market turmoil. As a result, the Securities Bureau of the Ministry of Finance sent an inquiry letter, demanding that Shuyou Capital explain its recent changes.
"Tsk tsk. How should this be written?!"
Even in capitalist countries, investment institutions need to be cautious when faced with inquiries from management, as the wording is very complex and not something that ordinary people can handle!
So, Naoki Nagayama, feeling a bit of a headache, called in the legal staff of Tree Friends Capital and assigned them this task:
"Please draft a response to the Securities Bureau's explanation."
"But Naoki-san..."
Takanori Ishizaki, who has already moved to Tree Friends Capital, is also somewhat helpless.
"How are we supposed to explain this? You have to give me some hints!"
After all, Naoki Nagayama's actions were highly illogical, and some of them were kept secret, known only to a limited number of people.
"Regarding the conservative strategy, we'll stick to the previous statement: analysts have perceived the existence of market risks."
"Wait a minute, I remember a research report was published by a third-party economic analyst in the US, and I even bought it."
Naoki Nagayama took the research report out of his desk drawer and handed it to Takanori Ishizaki.
"Please describe your conclusion accordingly."
"Then, regarding the flow of funds."
Naoki Nagayama stroked his chin and organized the documents that Genta Nakai had previously used to establish branch offices in various locations.
"Let's continue writing from the perspective of risk diversification and expanding into global markets."
"These are all for your reference. Write them down today, and I'll see them tomorrow!"
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Takanori Ishizaki looked utterly helpless, as if he had been given a writing assignment in high school, and a topic-based one at that!
"Naoki-san, aren't you coming with me?"
"Together? No time, no time!"
Naoki Nagayama shook his head.
"I need to go home and entertain my guests!"
"Okay, give me the finished product by tomorrow! I'll work overtime to finish it!! I have to go now!"
With that, Naoki Nagayama packed his things and left the office, leaving behind a heartless silhouette.
".%*&^(*&"
Seeing that Naoki Nagayama had simply abandoned him and left, Takanori Ishizaki silently spat out the poison.
Seeing the documents on the desk made him want to quit!
But the thought of the high salary made him sit down, take his arguments back to his office and start organizing them, pondering the legal provisions in his mind.
"Sigh, money! Money! It's all about money!"
"Money is a real bastard!"
(End of this chapter)