wavenovel Chapter 1417, page 1246: Naoki-san, you're going to give me a Ferrari?!
Chapter 1417, page 1246: Naoki-san, you're going to give me a Ferrari?!
".May rain is green"
In the morning at the Yamazakura-in, Akina was in a good mood, humming Murashita Takazo's famous song "First Love," while wrapping a small scarf around the little one beside her and preparing breakfast.
On the other hand, Naoki Nagayama was not in the same good mood. He slammed the newspaper on the table, pointing at the report with a mixture of amusement and exasperation:
"Is that what I meant?! These guys are obviously talking nonsense!"
"?What's wrong?"
Akina leaned over for a glance and saw the headline of the Nikkei newspaper: "Naoki Nagayama solicits customers on the street, bluntly stating that ordinary people can't control the market and should put their money in Kiyu Capital!" "A financial tycoon actually did this!" "Is this a tragedy for Japan or the corruption of money?"
"Pfft hahahaha~"
Someone couldn't help but laugh.
"Naoki-san, what have you done?!"
"Didn't I tell you? I was just filming a movie scene, and after it was finished, people gathered around asking me questions."
Naoki Nagayama was helpless.
"Then I just said, 'The stock market's immense wealth is beyond the grasp of ordinary people.'"
"Hahaha~"
Akina burst into laughter. She had only found it amusing yesterday, but today, combined with the newspaper article, it was truly hilarious!
"So, they think Naoki-san is trying to get them to open an account with Shuyou Investment and entrust their money to you to manage, right?!"
"That's it!"
"Hahahaha~"
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"Akina, can you please stop laughing!"
Seeing Akina's obvious laughter, Naoki Nagayama really wanted to roll up the newspaper in his hand and tap her on the head!
At this moment, Xia Hua, who had been neglected for a long time, couldn't stand it anymore and slapped her hands on her assigned seat:
"Mom, dinner!!"
"oh oh."
Akina finally came to her senses, laid out breakfast for the little one, and then asked:
"Naoki-san, now that the newspapers have reported this, is there anything you're going to do?"
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Naoki Nagayama fell silent. He might take a serious look at gossip or paparazzi photos that seemed so obviously fake, but if he took them seriously, he would lose!
The reporter who wrote the story might even gain more attention because of it. He can't just throw someone into Tokyo Bay over such a trivial matter, can he?
"Oh well, let's just let everyone have some fun~"
"Haha, Naoki-san is so generous!"
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The breakfast was rather strange, but once it was over, Naoki Nagayama let it go in his mind.
In the morning, Naoki Nagayama arrived at Tree Friends Capital.
"Naoki Mulberry"
Kanai Hiroka greeted him with a smile.
"Good morning~"
"Mmm, good morning~"
Naoki Nagayama nodded in greeting and was about to head to his office when he noticed that Hiroka Kanai's smile looked a little strange.
"Zhouxiang-chan, there's something wrong with your smile!"
"??"
"Something's strange. Has something happened today?!"
Sensing Naoki Nagayama's keen insight, Kanai Hiroka explained:
"This morning, many retail investors came to open accounts, saying they wanted to designate Naoki-san as their account manager. However, Yuan-tai-san has politely declined them all!"
"what?"
"They said they would listen to advice, and since they couldn't control the stock market themselves, they asked Naoki-san to help them!"
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Wow, Bai's strange reputation has gone viral in the investment world!
Upon arriving at the newly renovated office, Naoki Nagayama saw that Muneo Matsuo was already adjusting the camera positions.
"Matsuo-kun, how long have we been here?"
“Ah, Naoki-san,” Matsuo Muneo said immediately, “I arrived an hour ago. I tested multiple camera positions before finding this spot.”
"That's it"
Looking at the three large screens in the office, displaying various data and trend charts from the seemingly mysterious stock market back-end control system, Naoki Nagayama finally felt like a Wall Street elite.
The drum set already set up nearby added an extra layer of sophistication to this otherwise elitist atmosphere.
"Naoki-san, here's today's filming progress."
Matsuo Muneo handed over the storyboard and explained in a low voice,
"Today we're supposed to be filming scenes that showcase the protagonist's unique traits."
"Oh, so that means I need to change my clothes."
The script was written by Naoki Nagayama, so he naturally knew what to film, which made him a little conflicted.
This time, he's going to change into his pajamas and walk barefoot around the company premises, and even play the drums. It's fine at home, but this is the company, full of staff and clients; it's actually a little embarrassing!
Therefore, those who are unconventional actually have a very strong spiritual core!
Japan is a close-knit society where people pay special attention to appearances in public. Who knows, Naoki Nagayama might get into trouble someday... No, these are all his subordinates, so there's nothing to worry about!
"Ahem. Please wait a moment while I change into my costume."
Pajamas and other props were naturally prepared.
When Naoki Nagayama emerged from the changing room barefoot and wearing loose pajamas, walking past the receptionist, Hiroka Kanai, Mami Nakayama, and other employees, he felt a strange sense of exhilaration.
My mind couldn't help but wander.
"If you take off your clothes while walking..."
Suddenly, an image of an Egyptian actor walking through an office, taking off his clothes until he was completely naked, even his socks, flashed into my mind. That impulsive and carefree attitude of letting go of everything was truly unforgettable!
"Need for Speed. Movies related to cars."
"It's really interesting when something is associated with cars."
As if he had touched on some key word, Naoki Nagayama's subconscious, which had been quiet, suddenly began to work wildly, and scenes from movies related to cars began to appear: racing, Transformers, and Devil May Cry.
Numerous images flashed through his mind like a revolving lantern, leaving Naoki Nagayama dazzled.
Of all the movies I've ever watched in my past life, a large portion were about car chases, and most of them were box office hits.
Then movies about racing and brotherhood, which all men love, gradually took up a huge portion of the screen time: street racers, modified cars, adventure, brotherhood, and that globally popular theme song.
"The Fast and the Furious. See You Again."
All seven Fast & Furious movies came out at once!
"Don, I owe you a car that can go a quarter mile in ten seconds!" "They're not friends, they're my family!" "Never say goodbye!"
Naoki Nagayama's mind was filled with a frantic flood of memories. A long-lost dizziness made him instinctively grab the wall to avoid falling, gasping for breath to inhale as much oxygen as possible.
Naoki Nagayama's unusual behavior naturally attracted a lot of attention. The receptionist, Hiroka Kanai, and the waiting Matsuo Muneo were the first to notice and immediately ran over.
"Naoki-san?" "Naoki-san, what's wrong?!" "Are you sick? "Should we give you CPR?" "..."
Their voices immediately caused an even bigger commotion, drawing a larger crowd, even attracting the attention of Nakai Genta, who had been entertaining clients in his office.
"What happened?"
As the person of the highest rank present, Nakai Genta naturally went directly to Nagayama Naoki's side.
Seeing his friend unsteady on his feet, panting heavily and sweating profusely, he quickly helped him up.
"Naoki-san, what's wrong? What happened?"
"Huff...huff..."
After catching his breath, Naoki Nagayama, relying on his past experience, quickly cleared his mind, suppressed his memories of "Fast & Furious," and brought his rationality back.
He waved his hand and stood up again:
"I just had a stitch, I'll be fine after a bit!"
He then gave Nakai Genta a look, signaling the others to leave.
"Alright, alright, everyone disperse. Naoki-san just accidentally twisted his side. He's fine now!"
Having received the signal, Nakai Genta dismissed the others and helped Nagayama Naoki to his office, where they sat down on the sofa.
"Naoki-san, what's wrong with you? You're acting so much like you used to."
As Naoki Nagayama's longest-standing friend, Kenta Nakai naturally knew what Naoki Nagayama's sudden "inspiration burst" looked like.
However, the previous dizziness could only be explained by the burning of a large number of brain cells in a short period of time, but this time it's a bit exaggerated!
"Did you have another burst of inspiration and create something?!"
Naoki Nagayama didn't answer immediately, his gaze drifting to the sky outside the window, and he remained silent for a while.
Then, looking at his friend, he suddenly asked a question:
"I mean, Yuan Tai-san, do you like that kind of flamboyant, roaring engine sound?!"
"Naoki-san, you mean, biker gangs?"
"Of course not!"
Naoki Nagayama was certainly not referring to those middle-aged men dressed in outlandish, "noisy and high-class" clothes.
"Yuan Tai-san, do you like cars?!"
"what?!"
"I mean Ferrari, Lamborghini, Porsche, Maybach."
"Ah, it's that kind of car!"
Nakai Genta nodded.
"Of course! What man wouldn't like that?!"
"Hahaha, too!"
Naoki Nagayama's lips curled up; he also liked luxury cars!
"Yuan Tai-san, do you think it would be a good idea for me to make a movie about racing sports cars?!"
Nakai Genta glanced at Nagayama Naoki and spoke frankly:
"If Naoki were to be made into a film, it would definitely be a huge hit!"
This has almost become a belief for Nakai Genta and a group of Naoki Nagayama's friends!
No matter what movie Naoki Nagayama makes, it will be well-received!
"So, do you think if I were to film this, a sports car company might sponsor it?!"
"I'm sure I can!"
"it is good!"
Naoki Nagayama, who had just been deeply influenced by the brotherhood depicted in "Fast & Furious," suddenly stood up and patted Genta Nakai on the shoulder.
"Yuan Tai-san, you're my good brother. I'll get you a Ferrari later this year!"
".Forehead."
Seeing Nagayama Naoki lively and energetic, Nakai Genta was somewhat surprised; it seemed that his health was no longer a problem!
But mentally, he seems a bit unsettled.
But what the heck!
Naoki-san said he'd give me a Ferrari!!!
What a good brother!
In the afternoon at Yama-oka-in.
Akina and Natsuka tilted their heads together, looking at the corner of the stairs.
Just now, Naoki Nagayama rushed back, said hello, and then hurriedly ran upstairs without even noticing the little guy's outstretched arms!
"Akina Sauce"
Nonaka Mari walked over from the other side of the corridor; she had just been cleaning there.
"I think I just heard Naoki's voice. Is he back?"
"Yes, I'm back!"
Akina nodded, took the little one's hand, and said...
"Then he ran upstairs, probably because he needed to pee."
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Nonaka Mari opened her mouth but didn't know what to say for a moment. There's a restroom downstairs, why do we have to go up to the second floor?
However, after a while, Akina saw Eitaro, who had run up with her earlier, come down dejectedly with his head down. She then realized that her husband had gone to the study. Only there, and even the dog wasn't allowed to go in!
"Huh? Wasn't the script for 'Black Monday' already finished?"
Akina and Natsuka looked at each other, then pinched the little one's cheek.
"Hana-chan, why do you think Dad went to the study again?!"
"do not know"
The little guy obediently shook his head.
"Then do you think we should go and take a look at the study?"
The little guy instantly cheered up:
"want!"
However, Akina grabbed Natsuka, who was about to rush forward, and hugged her tightly.
"Not now. We can't bother Dad if he's busy!"
"Let's call them when it's time to eat! Okay?"
Although somewhat unwilling, Huajiang is a considerate child:
"Good~"
At that very moment, Naoki Nagayama was typing away on his keyboard in his study.
"Fast & Furious 1-7, wow, that's a huge undertaking!"
After recalling the events at Shuyou Capital, he suppressed his thoughts and even filmed his scenes for "Black Monday" at the company, only rushing back after the handover was completed.
The scripts, theme songs, and storyboards for each film echoed in Naoki Nagayama's mind. This surging urge compelled him to go straight to his study as soon as he got home.
From the initial clashes between police and criminals, to their later teamwork, the scale of the films gradually expands, involving national security, terrorists, and even outer space.
"Pah, pah, pah! Outer space is a completely different world!"
The Fast and Furious franchise should have ended with Paul Walker's death; everything that followed was just a poor sequel!
"Luxury cars and beautiful women, speed and passion."
Thinking of this, Naoki Nagayama suddenly paused, realizing it sounded like an advertising slogan!
"Yes, yes, yes, just that sentence is enough to get the car dealership to sponsor at least one sports car!!"
Previously, Naoki Nagayama rarely accepted sponsorships or advertising fees for his films, but this time, he has decided to accept them!
The Fast and Furious series is practically a showcase for luxury sports cars! You know, once a movie is a box office hit and audiences take a liking to a particular car, this kind of intangible publicity is better than a whole year's worth of advertising!
"As long as the promotional effect of the first film is achieved!"
"Wait until the later installments."
"Even if the parking lot sent me a dozen or so to smash for fun, I probably wouldn't have a problem!!"
Naoki Nagayama, in his excitement, pounded away on the keyboard, the rapid-fire tapping sound so loud it almost sounded like he was playing the drums.
"With so many songs, my savings are going to be overflowing again!"
"It's a pity they're all in English."
"Wait a minute, it seems there were clues about shrimp catchers when I was recalling things earlier?"
Thinking about it this way, memories of "Initial D" suddenly surfaced, startling Naoki Nagayama, who quickly shifted his focus back to "Fast & Furious".
He can now search his memory by keywords, but his head is already full. If he thinks any more, it might burst!
"Let's put everything else aside for now and focus on 'Fast & Furious'."
"The major IPs for the next seven years are a sure thing!"
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(End of this chapter)