I, Hiroshi Nohara, the star of Japanese cinema!

If we wait another twenty or thirty years.

When you are old enough to retire.

Nohara Hiroshi, this young man who is so famous now and can easily rest on his laurels for another twenty or thirty years, what kind of achievements will he have made by then?

What kind of positions will there be?

It’s chilling to think about it, and we must be afraid and respectful!

As the saying goes, it is better to bully the old than to bully the young. Now, Nohara Hiroshi's talent and future are already bright and smooth.

So who dares to offend him?

"Deputy Minister Watanabe, you are too polite." Nohara Hiroshi stood up with a smile and shook hands with him neither humbly nor arrogantly.

"You're welcome! You're welcome!" Deputy Director Watanabe waved his hands repeatedly. His narrowed eyes quickly scanned the spacious, yet now somewhat crowded office due to the expansion of staff. Then, with a tone full of concern, he said, "Director Nohara, you are now the only independent production department in our station! This office space seems a bit... unfair to you."

He paused, then took a floor plan from his subordinate and enthusiastically explained it like a professional real estate agent:

"Look, on this entire floor, besides your place, the only one left is Iwata's classroom. I've just informed the higher-ups, and Iwata's classroom will be moving to the seventh floor next week. Then, this entire half-floor will be yours! You can open it up to create a large open office area, or separate it into several separate editing rooms and meeting rooms. It's all up to you!"

These words made everyone present gasp subconsciously.

Iwata classroom...was just "exiled" like that?

You know, that is one of the core classrooms of the Tokyo School!

But now, because of the rise of one person, he was ruthlessly kicked out.

"and this."

Deputy Director Watanabe handed over another document, his smile growing even brighter. "According to the station's regulations, the Independent Production Department has the authority to establish subordinate departments. In addition, you can apply to the Finance Department for independent operating funds each month, up to a maximum of 10 million yen. This money is at your disposal, without the need for any other approval!"

"Of course, your department's funding will remain the same. This is a special independent operating fund, and it's entirely up to you to decide!"

Ten million yen!

Every month!

In the office, there was another burst of suppressed exclamations.

This is no longer a simple decentralization of power, it is simply... giving him a gold mine that he can mine at will!

"Of course." Deputy Director Watanabe seemed to have remembered something and added, his tone full of mischief, "According to regulations, the independent production department must also produce an A-level project with a viewership rating of no less than 15% every year. But..."

He looked at Nohara Hiroshi, his narrowed eyes gleaming with undisguised admiration: "For you, Minister Nohara, who always creates ratings legends, this small request is as easy as eating and drinking water! Hahahaha!"

"Thank you, Vice Minister Watanabe." Nohara Hiroshi just smiled calmly, "I will report the department's restructuring plan and staff expansion plan as soon as possible."

"Okay, okay! I'm at your service anytime!"

Deputy Minister Watanabe had a pleasant time flattering others and left with satisfaction.

As soon as he left, the whole office was like being thrown into a depth charge, and it instantly boiled over!

"Bumi! Can we set up a classroom now?"

"Oh my god! Am I dreaming?!"

Everyone was so excited that their faces flushed red, as if they had been injected with chicken blood.

Although they had understood it before.

but now.

Personal experience.

That’s another matter!

"Okay, be quiet."

Nohara Hiroshi's voice was like a basin of warm water, instantly extinguishing the powder keg that was about to explode.

He walked to the whiteboard, picked up a pen, and wrote a few powerful big words on the brand new board.

【Nohara Hiroshi·Independent Production Department】

Then, he turned around, his eyes sweeping over the group of subordinates who had already been completely impressed by him, and began to make arrangements in a calm voice:

"From today on, I announce that three core departments will be officially established under the Independent Production Department."

"First, the Variety Show Department. Director Kei Tanaka will be in charge of all production matters for the 'Super Mutant Mutant Mutant' project."

"Second, the TV Drama Department. Director Yamamoto Takeshi serves as the head of the department. He is in charge of the "Wonderful Stories of the World" project."

"third……"

He paused, his eyes falling on the man who had kept his head down the entire time, his body as tense as a fully drawn bowstring.

"Animation Classroom. Director: Hashiichi Ichirō. In charge of the 'Anshijiri' project."

"..."

The entire office instantly fell into an eerie silence, so quiet that one could hear a pin drop.

Everyone was stunned and turned to look at the young man standing in front of the whiteboard. Complex expressions were written all over their faces.

They thought of countless possibilities, but they never thought that Nohara Hiroshi would make such a nearly crazy decision!

Let a traitor be the head of an independent classroom?!

"Section...Section Chief...I..."

Hashijitaro suddenly raised his head, his eyes also full of horror.

At this moment, he didn't know what to think in his heart. His mind was blank, and there was only a kind of panic that was completely overwhelmed by the huge and unbearable favor.

Hashijitaro subconsciously opened his mouth to refuse, his voice hoarse and full of humility: "I... I am not worthy..."

However, he hadn't finished speaking yet.

'Snapped! Snapped! Snapped! ’

A burst of crisp, well-intentioned applause came from behind him without warning.

He turned his head stiffly and saw Nancun Xing, Chang Gu Lu Zou, and Beichuan Yao, the three young men who once hated him to the core, now taking the lead and applauding him.

There was still some awkwardness on their faces.

But the coldness and contempt in those eyes were long gone. Instead, there was a complex recognition that was unique to witnessing the prodigal son's return.

Immediately, thunderous applause merged into a torrent that was powerful enough to melt steel!

"Section Chief Hashimoto! Congratulations!"

"Congratulations!"

Those well-intentioned congratulations were like a pair of gentle hands, gently lifting up Hashiji Ichiro's heart, which had already been broken.

“Wow…Wow—!”

He could no longer hold on, and the 35-year-old man let out a suppressed and painful cry like a child.

In that cry, there was regret, gratitude, and endless relief as if one had survived a disaster.

He bowed deeply at a 90-degree angle in the direction of Nohara Hiroshi.

"Thank you... Minister Nohara!"

The crowd burst into cheers again.

Watching this dramatic scene, in the corner, Kenji Sato, who had been silent all this time, had a bitter look on his face, which made him feel both amused and helpless.

He walked over to Yamamoto Takeshi, holding his coffee cup, nudged him with his elbow, and said self-deprecatingly, "Look, even Hashimoto's a class monitor now. I'm a third-level director, but I've become a liaison with nothing to do. It's really... comparing myself to others is really frustrating."

Having said that, his eyes hidden behind the gold-rimmed glasses flickered with a complex light that could not be suppressed, filled with regret and unwillingness.

Yamamoto Tsuyoshi just looked at him calmly without saying anything.

There was a little more scrutiny in his eyes.

To be honest, Yamamoto Tsuyoshi always felt that this old friend who acted as a liaison seemed to have someone behind him.

But he has no evidence.

Moreover, he also felt that this old friend did not seem to have done anything to let down the Kanto faction, nor did he go against Nohara Hiroshi's arrangements. Instead, he worked wholeheartedly.

He calmly withdrew his gaze, with some guesses in his mind.

It seems that this old friend of mine, after all, in those dark days... accepted the rations from certain people.

Nohara Hiroshi ignored this undercurrent.

He looked at the three section chiefs whom he had just entrusted with important tasks, and his voice rang out again, full of unquestionable power.

"Alright, Section Chiefs."

"From now on, your first task is to expand your team. Find the personnel yourself. As long as they are from Kanto and capable, I want them. If you can't recruit them, tell me and I will personally ask Deputy Director Ming Rihai for them."

"Within a week, I need to see three fully staffed production classrooms that can operate independently."

"By then, we'll have to keep up with 'Anzhiju Season 4'! 'World of Wonderful Stories Season 2'! 'Super Transformation' and subsequent production!'"

"The meeting is dismissed!"

With one command, the entire silent office suddenly came alive.

Everyone, like clockwork parts, operated with unprecedented efficiency and precision.

A department expansion that seemed almost miraculous to the outside world has officially begun.

Time passes quietly in this busy life full of passion and hope.

And the young man who was admired, envied, or resented by countless people was like a real chess master behind the scenes, delegating all the specific matters to his subordinates who had long been loyal to him.

He himself returned to the tranquility that belonged only to him.

He began to have more time to conceive of even more shocking stories following "Wonderful Stories of the World".

There is more time to polish every detail of "Super Change" that is enough to trigger a nationwide carnival.

He even had more time to pick up the paintbrush that he had put aside for a long time, and continue to depict the grand world of "Yu Yu Hakusho" full of passion and friendship on the snow-white drawing paper.

Of course, he also did not forget the most important personal project which he named "Big Brother's Happiness Transformation Plan".

He used that huge sum of money, which was enough for no one to refuse, to pave the way for his elder brother's "Nohara Agriculture Co., Ltd."

Take advantage of the opportunity when everyone in neon is turning their attention to the city.