“Tuk-tuk-tuk.”

I knocked on Fujii Itsuki’s office door and Asada Futaba called out softly from the doorway.

“Mr. President.”

After a few seconds, a clear and clean voice was heard from the office.

“Come in.”

“Click–” Turning the door handle, Futaba Asada held a folder in one hand and a bag in the other, pushed open the door and walked into the president’s office.

“Don’t worry, I’ll be off work soon.”

Behind his desk, Fujii Itsuki was looking through several scheduled filming locations, preparing to choose a place to build a studio tomorrow, and then interview several main supporting roles for the first two episodes in the studio.

“Work overtime until 10 o’clock, and I’ll give you overtime pay if the total is even.”

“what?”

“To make it even?”

Hearing Fujii Itsuki’s casual words, Asada Futaba stopped and the little bit of admiration that had just risen in her heart immediately disappeared.

“This bastard president!”

“After the promotion, I was exploited even more!”

Although she cursed in her heart, her cute little face under her short hair showed a respectful expression, and she handed over the folder first.

“Mr. President, this is the report from the Finance and Human Resources Department. According to the plan you made earlier, we have already given a salary increase to all members of the Marketing and Publicity Department in January.”

“Hmm…” Flipping through the report form, Fujii Itsuki said “hmm” softly.

The agency’s financial situation is very good now. The sales of the “LOSER” single CD remain high, and it has been leading the entire CD charts both in the first week and the first month.

The download volume of the electronic singles of the “TREE” group continues to soar, and the number of hits on larger platforms such as YouTube and Amazon Music has already exceeded 100 million, and physical CDs are also being produced at a rapid pace.

Arina Matsumoto also found time to accept a winter down jacket endorsement, and the endorsement fee will be deposited into the company’s account next month.

Relying solely on CD sales, electronic single download revenue and endorsement fees, starting from January this year, even if Matsumoto Entertainment Agency lies low and does nothing, there will be a steady stream of income flowing into the company’s account this year.

However, Fujii Itsuki does not want to be a mediocre king who only maintains the status quo. Even if he has to make a loss by filming “Unnatural”, he will lead Matsumoto Entertainment Agency into the film and television industry.

The feud with KB Agency is one thing, but the most important thing is to expand the base of Matsumoto Agency. We cannot just tie our hands and confine ourselves to the music record industry.

As a real man, Matsumoto Arina is not afraid that he will squander the family business, so would he be afraid?

Putting down the financial report, Fujii Itsuki raised his head and looked at the thin girl with short hair and wearing an OL uniform behind the desk.

“The balance sheet is much richer than before…”

“Don’t raise money for the production team for now. Wait until the first three episodes are finished.”

As long as the ratings of the first few episodes of “Unnatural” are good, those investors will naturally come over waving their money.

“Okay, President.” Asada Futaba nodded and took note of it, then put the bag in his other hand on the desk.

“This is the midnight snack that President Matsumoto ordered for you.”

She reminded softly: “…I have already heated it up in the microwave for you.”

“Hmm?” Fujii Itsuki raised his eyebrows slightly.

“When did that woman become so caring?”

“You don’t really think of yourself as a gentle little maid, do you?”

When I opened the bag, I saw a box full of grilled meat, fried shrimp, rice, some vegetables and sushi neatly arranged. It was definitely a sumptuous meal overall.

Even if Matsumoto Arina doesn’t know how to be a maid, doesn’t her son Xiao Lai know it?

Just follow suit and care for Fujii Itsuki the same way Xiao Lai cares for her on a daily basis.

Since she didn’t have time to make a midnight snack, she simply ordered one for Fujii Itsuki.

“How can we finish all this?” Fujii Itsuki complained, but he seemed to be in a good mood. Perhaps it was because he became the president today.

“Erye, sit down and eat something with me.”

After tidying up the documents on the desk, Fujii Itsuki handed a box of rice to Asada Futaba.

“Well, okay…” The girl with shoulder-length hair nodded, moved a stool to sit over, and then asked in a low voice.

“Is it considered overtime pay, Mr. President?”

“Eat it if you want.” Fujii Itsuki glared at her unhappily.

“Have you lost your sight of money?”

“At least reimburse me for the taxi fare after get off work…” Asada Futaba muttered secretly, “There is no last bus at this time.”

Taxi fares in Tokyo are so expensive, and her family’s debts have not been paid off yet, so naturally she can save as much as she can.

……

While Fujii Itsuki and Asada Futaba were having supper, Matsumoto Arina was still cramming her knowledge of acting.

Matsumoto Entertainment Agency has ready-made acting teachers and a complete actor training model.

As the president, she was still attending classes and working on her acting skills so late at night. None of the other artists in the company, especially the actors and young trainees, dared to leave before the president. They could only force themselves to concentrate and listen to the class.

In the end, it was the female teacher who was in her fifties and was a drama actor who said, “It’s almost ten o’clock,” and only then did Matsumoto Arina realize and leave work.

In the president’s office.

Seeing Fujii Itsuki put down his chopsticks, Asada Futaba naturally unscrewed a bottle of mineral water and handed it to him, then picked up a piece of sushi and put it in his mouth. While chewing, he stood up and began to clean up the leftovers on the table.

“It’s ten o’clock…” He opened his cell phone and looked at the time. It was exactly ten o’clock in the evening. Fujii Itsuki took out the car keys from the drawer of his desk.

“Didn’t you say you would miss the last bus?”

“Let’s go. The president is in a good mood today, so I’ll give you a ride.”

Taito District borders Arakawa District, and the Asada family is not far from the Fujii family home, only about ten minutes’ drive away.

“what?”

Picking up the garbage bag and chewing the last half of sushi, Asada Futaba’s pretty face was slightly stunned.

“Is the president so kind?”

“Isn’t that too much trouble? Why don’t you just give me cash and I’ll take a taxi myself.”

“Stop talking nonsense.” After packing up his personal belongings, Fujii Itsuki stood up from the boss chair.

“You can sit here if you want, but I’ll be glad to save your gas money.”

“You don’t understand the president’s difficulties at all. Compared with your sister, you are really worse.”

“It starts again…”

Asada Futaba curled his lips in his heart.

At least I am not as naive as my sister who would believe the PUA of a bastard president like you!

“You want to bribe me with just a ride? I can’t…”

She was thinking about it when she heard Fujii Itsuki urging her, “It’s getting late, let’s go.”

“If you are harassed by a drunk on the street late at night, just be quiet.”

Having said that, Fujii Itsuki walked out of the office first.

“So that’s it…”

Watching his back as he walked away, Asada Futaba, who had been steadfast just now, couldn’t help but feel warm in his heart.

“Hey, wait for me!”

“Mr. President.”

Carrying the garbage bag, she quickly quickened her pace and chased after him.

“Ding–“

The two took the elevator from the 12th floor to the 1st floor and left the Matsumoto Entertainment Building as the receptionist who was working the night shift greeted them.

“Good evening, President.”

“Take care, President Fujii.”

……

……

“Buzz-“

The white Porsche turned on its headlights and drove through the busy streets of Tokyo at night.

It was around 10:20 pm when we arrived at Hanakawado.

“We’re here…” Looking at the old-style mixed-use building full of Showa atmosphere outside the car window, Fujii Itsuki whispered to Asada Futaba in the passenger seat.

“Excuse me.” After opening the car door, Asada Futaba got out of the car with her handbag, and thanked Fujii Itsuki through the car window: “Thank you, President, for taking me home so late.”

“You’re welcome…” Waving his hand, Fujii Itsuki said bluntly: “I’m just taking care of you for Yiye’s sake.”

“Why are you mentioning my sister again?”

Asada Futaba, the twin sister, felt sad for no reason.

Although she knew that her sister Ichiye had a good relationship with Fujii Itsuki, they both had the same small face, figure and voice, so she was not much different from them.

“It’s too late, President Fujii.”

“I won’t invite you up to sit down.” Asada Futaba’s tone was slightly jealous.

“I wouldn’t dare go even if you invited me…” Fujii Itsuki said jokingly, “The last time I sent you up there, you pushed me to the ground and forcefully kissed me.”

“what?”

“Well…” Hearing Fujii Itsuki bring up the past, Asada Futaba’s face suddenly turned red with embarrassment, and he said in a whisper, “Didn’t Youcaijiang pay for me?”

“Besides, that was my first kiss.”

“What do you mean by payment?” Fujii Itsuki raised his eyebrows subconsciously, “Don’t change the concept, it’s clearly compensation for my psychological loss!”

“Yes, President.” Through the car window, Asada Futaba nodded repeatedly, but secretly complained in his heart: What a miser, what a stingy person!

“Didn’t you kiss me back before you left?”

“At least give me half of the money!”

But let’s stick to the facts.

She has been receiving very good benefits at Matsumoto Entertainment Agency during this period. Not only did her bonus increase at the end of the year, but she also just received a promotion and a salary increase.

Fujii Itsuki did not treat her differently because of her criminal record. Instead, he took good care of her for the sake of her sister Asada Ichiyo.

“Get in, I’m leaving.” Fujii Shu was too lazy to argue with her about the past and slowly raised the car window.

“Bye, be careful on the road…” After waving her slender hand, Asada Futaba watched the car go away, and walked up to the third floor on the external stairs where the snow had not yet melted.

“Click–” She took out the key and unlocked the door. She changed her shoes and whispered, “Sister, I’m back.”

……

Arakawa Ward, Minamisenju.

“I am back.”

When I pushed open the door of Fujii’s house, the living room was dark. Fujii Itsuki didn’t get home from get off work until 10:30 in the evening.

“Beep, beep.”

Changing into slippers in the dark at the entrance, Fujii Itsuki went up the stairs to the second floor, taking advantage of the moonlight streaming in from the window.

“Click——” Before he entered the room, the door opposite his bedroom opened from the inside.

Standing behind the door was a girl wearing light blue pajamas, with long black hair flowing down like ink, delicate features, and a temperament as cold as ice.

“I thought you were still sleeping at the Ogiwara house tonight.” The girl opened her pink lips and uttered a cold voice, but her actions were not in line with the gentleness of her temperament. She came over to help Fujii Itsuki untie the tie on his chest.

“I just worked a little overtime at the company…” Fujii Itsuki answered casually, pushed open the door and walked into the bedroom.

“Click–” The chandelier above his head was turned on, and the orange-yellow light dispelled the darkness in the room. The girl behind him walked in and closed the door behind him.

To their surprise, the air conditioner in the bedroom was on, and they felt gusts of warm wind as soon as they entered.