Tokyo Agent: Starting with Picking Up a Problem Girl

Chapter 97 Blessings

"Is there a possibility that there's a problem with Nakajima and Momochi?"

Misaki Tachibana expressed concern about this collaboration, which was barely worthwhile.

"There are indeed risks."

"Just issue a separate license, separate from our own people."

Nakajima Hiroshi recounted the potential risks as if they were his own treasures.

For example, Momochi Momo suddenly fell ill and revealed herself, or receiving her aroused the hostility of Sakaki Geino, and so on...

But these are all low-probability events.

After all, if Sakaki Geisha were so bored as to go to great lengths to cooperate with Kuroda in his schemes, they probably wouldn't have succeeded.

This woman is most likely here to discuss cooperation.

Backdoor listings are not uncommon in the industry.

The agents treat their frontline work as a business, and they earn a considerable income.

It's quite normal that they are powerless to manage their artists' upward mobility, yet they still want to offer their artists ample opportunities for advancement.

It's equivalent to OEM manufacturing in the entertainment industry.

Of course, a division of 19 into 19 is very rare.

Most companies take 30% of the profits when they use a shell company, and take the lion's share when they invest.

After all, companies themselves also bear the risk of reputational damage.

But for these empty shells with only space, this risk is not worth much for the time being, and a 19% increase is barely acceptable.

"Even if these celebrities disclose their identities, their loyalty to us is probably still quite limited."

"Yes, if a really promising artist emerges, Momochi Momochi is capable of taking them away."

"but……"

Nakajima Hiroshi licked his lips.

"If she has no malicious intent, then as the cooperation deepens, even if the price is negotiated, it will be fair, and there is also a possibility of a successful deal."

"Understood."

"I'll arrange for someone to handle the formalities."

Misaki Tachibana proceeded along the conventional path.

"Still calling it Nakajima XX Office? It feels like they're making it a parent-child team."

"No."

Nakajima Hiroshi narrowed his eyes: "Call it Kuroda's Office."

"Aside from borrowing resources and sending artists, don't get involved with us in any other way; I'm the one actually in charge."

"If Momochi is an innocent collaborator, she wouldn't care about the name of an empty shell company."

"But if there are ulterior motives..."

"By the way, find a professional debtor to take over the business license..."

They're using the labor dispatch system.

Risks can be avoided through normal means, and if there are no problems afterward, the talent can be successfully recruited.

They bear absolutely no responsibility, which perfectly aligns with the needs of the entertainment industry.

Of course, labor dispatch is not common in Tokyo.

This place still provides the most basic guarantees for working people.

The purpose of local staffing is generally to avoid legal risks and to modularize operations.

For example, the sex industry, which deals with raw and sexually explicit materials, uses this structure to facilitate protective separation in case of problems, without affecting the operation of other projects.

Instead of exploiting employees.

Nakajima Hiroshi's usage is unique.

Blessings.

But it is not illegal.

Moreover, for inexperienced new artists, they don't understand what guarantees are.

Anyone who raises questions almost always has someone supporting them.

Of course, signing such a contract means that their protection depends entirely on Nakajima Hiroshi's conscience.

"Nakajima..."

Misaki Tachibana looked at Hiro Nakajima with a complicated expression.

This man could even be considered somewhat upright when dealing with his own people.

But when it comes to enemies or even strangers, they become utterly ruthless and unscrupulous.

Before entering his world, outsiders are not considered human.

Is such that.

With oneself as the center, moral standards decrease with the radius.

This tendency has become particularly pronounced since the Asuka incident, and it can even be described as a change that is visible to the naked eye.

The prosecution initiated by Kuroda arrived as scheduled.

But for Nakajima Hiroshi, who was already mentally prepared, this matter posed no threat at all; it was merely a way to pay his lawyer's fees.

Because he definitely did not offer bribes.

The destructive power of bribery prosecutions lies in the fact that most people involved genuinely have a criminal record, and fearing that pulling up one radish would bring up another, they are generally willing to let things go.

Nakajima Hiroshi is really not afraid.

He doesn't even need to be present; his lawyers can handle the whole thing.

Of course, the right attitude is still important.

After all, this matter could wear down Kuroda Karito's condition, and they would have to put in a lot of effort to push it forward.

Moreover, the protracted and fruitless struggle is bound to be fruitless, which will also be a blow to their morale.

He needed some encouragement, so he stepped on the gas pedal hard for the other person.

then……

"Kuroda Karito! Don't go too far!"

"Do you really want to escalate our conflict to the point of no return, to the point of mutual destruction?!"

Even a rabbit will bite when cornered...

It doesn't take much effort to put on an anxious, annoyed, and impotently furious look.

It's alright, Nakajima Hiro doesn't care about losing face in front of the enemy.

He leaned comfortably on the sofa, spouting nonsense with a relaxed smile.

Kuroda was gloating on the phone.

"ha?"

"When you provoked me before, why didn't you ever think this day would come?"

"Too late to beg for mercy!"

"Nakajima Hiroshi, just you wait, I'll destroy your life bit by bit, and you'll spend the rest of your life regretting your disobedience to me!"

There needs to be some response here, otherwise it lacks impact.

"Don't be so arrogant!"

"hateful!"

Nakajima Hiroshi yelled into the phone in a furious tone, then slammed it down.

The act will have to stop in a second.

This furious, raging demeanor is really not suited to my personality.

Just send some feedback to the other party.

Whenever Kuroda feels he's in a hurry, he'll rush down this path, wasting a lot of energy without achieving anything.

"Little liar."

Misaki Tachibana couldn't help but tease her.

"Misaki-nee, I'm getting embarrassed by your jokes now."

Nakajima Hiroshi smiled helplessly and picked up the phone again.

There's something important I need to do.

Continue to put pressure on Mr. 50,000.

This person is Kuroda Karito's direct subordinate, so he must have a lot of usable dirt on him.

Once the chain is largely intact, the destructive power will be considerable.

"Beep, beep..."

Yes, the ringtone did ring for a while.

Is the other person's mindset better than I imagined...?

"beep."

"Hey, hey, I'm here!"

Wu Wanjun's voice was urgent, and he was panting heavily.

In fact, he always kept his phone with him, and when the number rang, he wanted to answer it immediately.

But they dared not answer the phone in public places, fearing that their secrets would fall into the hands of more people.

Although nobody really cares.

"This is Ms. Iijima's client, regarding the matter of her being secretly filmed and defamed..."

"What can I do? I can make it up to you!"

"Money, or something else, resources, yes, resources..."

"I also know a really great agent who can help her get back on track as an artist!"

Wu Wan poured out all his possible chips at once, hoping to nip the trouble in the bud.

That makes things easier to handle.

Nakajima Hiroshi sneered.

"No."

"Right now, it might not be about compensation anymore. My client is experiencing serious psychological problems, and she has already been diagnosed with one..."

"Medical expenses! I can cover all medical expenses!"

"Please be sure to convey my sincerity: I know I was wrong and I am willing to make amends wholeheartedly!"

"As long as it doesn't end up in court, anything is fine!"

"Please, please, please help me communicate with them!"

It seems he's really been dealing with a lot of internal strife lately.

Hopeless.

If you leave this kind of person out in the cold for a while, they will figure out how to win themselves over.

Nakajima Hiroshi sighed, feigning difficulty.

"Why."

"My job isn't to mediate or negotiate; I can only convey your wishes. As for what the parties involved think..."

"Good luck to you."

Nakajima Hiroshi's tone was slightly sympathetic, and he did not hang up the phone immediately when facing Ichiman-kun.

Doing this kind of thing is second nature to me, and I'm not embarrassed at all.

Heavy, frantic breathing came through the phone.

"This...I..."