Tokyo: Bubble, but the system is Sengoku

"Ahem, you go ahead."

Meeting the gazes of those around him, Ogawa coughed lightly again.

He unconsciously rubbed his index finger and thumb together.

The center of the boy's hair whorl felt quite nice to the touch, and it wasn't oily.

It has a refreshing and delicate youthful feel.

It's similar to her brother's.

......

Unaware of the woman's dangerous intentions, Sato made his way to the company's break room, where there was an old-fashioned television and a video recorder in the middle.

However, the counter that used to be full of snacks is now empty, and even the once bustling lounge is deserted.

All of this proves that this place is about to go out of business.

Everything was urging Sato to move forward faster.

He didn't have to wait long before Xiao Chuan returned, bringing several videotapes with him.

"These are videotapes. You can drink coffee as much as you want, but there are no snacks. This is just to help you control your weight. Call me if you have any questions."

"OK..."

The boy was speechless when he heard the other person mention controlling his weight.

That's really perfunctory.

He's become so thin, this isn't control, it's abuse.

If you don't have money to buy snacks, just say so.

As if he had heard the boy's complaint, or perhaps the boy's gaze was too direct, Xiao Chuan coughed lightly again as usual.

"Oh, and I forgot to tell you, I found a job."

He gave all the videotapes to Sato, and at this point, Ogawa only had a dark blue folder left in his hand.

It doesn't look very thick.

It could even be described as flimsy.

"Ok."

Sato, who had put down the videotape, took the document.

Ogawa echoed this sentiment.

"Your character is a victim in a detective drama, and you only have one line."

As Ogawa spoke, Sato also opened the documents in front of him.

There is indeed only one sentence.

Moreover, he's just a dead body in a late-night movie, not much better than an extra.

Of course, the fee remains at five thousand.

no more, no less.

"Ok."

Sato responded again, a handsome smile curving his lips.

There's no such thing as too much work, and there's no such thing as too much money.

And it might even unlock cheat codes.

It's a good thing.

As for the faint smile on Sato's face, Ogawa had gradually gotten used to it.

The new impression of Sato is slowly replacing the old one.

Young people these days probably don't enjoy playing dead people.

However, she got the impression that he was open to any job offer.

This is the attitude that people in the entertainment industry should have.

Feeling increasingly satisfied, Ogawa quickly added, "I'll go with you on this assignment."

"Yes?"

Hearing the other person's words, Sato came back to his senses.

"Watch your acting, and while you're at it, say hello to the director."

Ogawa explained.

It was a dereliction of duty of hers not to go to the beach with Sato to supervise the job.

Although she was indeed delayed by something that day, she did not expect Sato to perform so exceptionally well.

But the fact is she missed it.

So this time, whether it's to satisfy her curiosity or to fulfill her responsibilities as an agent, she won't miss it.

Of course, she could also go to the beach to look at the negatives, but the negatives wouldn't be very clear.

Secondly, the editing team at the beach had already entered the final editing stage, and her sudden visit to see the negatives would disturb their work.

Especially considering that she, as the agent, doesn't have much influence.

In the past, I would approach a director and ask if he could show me the film footage of one of his extras, saying I wanted to see two shots of one of his underlings.

Even Xiao Chuan felt incredibly arrogant.

"Ok."

Ryo Sato nodded in agreement.

I do need to prove my acting skills.

Although neither of them knows how long they can work together.

"Okay, then you can take a look."

"I won't bother you anymore."

"it is good!"

......

"Sato looks like he's changed a lot."

As soon as Xiaochuan returned to his seat, he ran into his colleague, another agent, a middle-aged man.

"Yes."

"But it's a pity."

The agent looked through the glass with a hint of regret at the young man who had turned on the TV in the room.

What's a pity? Those who know, know.

If the company goes bankrupt, we'll have to find another company.

No one can predict the next party's attitude, and they might even be treated as a discarded pawn.

For an 18-year-old actor, even if they can make a comeback, it will take away a lot of precious time.

Eighteen is the golden age. Although some actors become more valuable as they get older, the road ahead becomes increasingly difficult as they get older.

"Ah."

Aside from her previous loss of composure in front of Sato, the woman remained as indifferent as ever.

The uncle, seeing this, wasn't surprised; he just sighed regretfully.

"It seems there's no chance."

Have you found another job yet?

One is the thought in one's heart, and the other is the words spoken aloud.

"Not at the moment."

"Okay, let me know if you need any help."

The uncle didn't continue speaking after hearing this.

Chapter 11 Mental Martial Arts

"Thank you."

Xiaochuan responded. Being good-looking was an advantage; she never lacked people's advances.

It was something she was used to.

As he thought about it, Xiao Chuan glanced at the boy in the room out of the corner of his eye for the umpteenth time.

Rather than having a way out, perhaps they can take a gamble.