Tokyo Bubble Life

Chapters 1427 and 1436: Naoki-san, you're not allowed to speed!

Just as June began, Akina visited the maternity center at Tokyo Women's Medical University once again.

Even the attending physician was Akira Ohara, the same doctor who treated Xiaoxiahua when she was born.
"Xia Hua has grown so much!"

In the VIP room, Akira Ohara looked at the exquisitely beautiful Natsuka with a broad smile.

"I still remember what she looked like when she was just born!"

Indeed, time flies, and children grow up even faster.

Akina greeted her with a smile. She had originally wanted the little one to say hello to Akira Ohara, but Natsuka had been very afraid of people in white coats ever since she arrived at the hospital, and she hid behind Akina without saying a word.

"Haha, kids are all afraid of doctors. Probably because of the injections."

Akira Ohara had clearly gotten used to it.

"I was like that when I was a kid!"

"Private Marseille"

At this moment, Naoki Nagayama, having completed the formalities, walked in from outside.

"Dr. Ohara, I'm counting on you for Akina!"

"Hey, this is our job as doctors!"

Private hospitals always provide very attentive service to VIP clients like Mr. and Mrs. Nagayama.

Moreover, it's such a big event as childbirth. If you provide good service, you can gain favor and earn commissions. Nakamori Akina is already having her second child, so the risk is even lower!
After the doctor gave some instructions and left, Naoki Nagayama and Akina took another good look at the VIP delivery room.

The room was divided in two by a curtain. On one side was a professional delivery bed equipped with various professional instruments. The area enclosed by the curtain was a dedicated space for childbirth.

On the other side was a hotel suite, fully equipped with a bed, TV, and even a small bed for a companion.

In fact, some private hospitals in Japan have even more upscale maternity wards, and some even have so-called "royal maternity wards," which are just like high-end hotels.

However, since Akina gave birth here before, she's already used to it and hasn't changed it.

After leading Natsuka around the room, Naoki Nagayama said to Akina, who was sitting on the sofa:

"I've already sent a driver to pick her up. Chieko-san should arrive soon. Is there anything else you need? I'll bring it over tomorrow."

"Um"

Akina nodded, not too nervous; her due date was still a long way off. She looked around the delivery room.

"Isn't it a bit much to move in so early?"

"Don't make a mountain out of a molehill!"

Naoki Nagayama sat down beside Akina, holding the baby, and comforted her.

"In the final moments, we must be prepared at all times! We can't be as hasty as last time!"

"Ha ha."

Hearing this, Akina, no longer saying anything, touched Natsuka's face.

"Hana-chan, you have to be a good girl tonight as you go home with Daddy~"

"Ok!"

The little girl nodded very seriously; she had already understood in the past two days that her mother had to stay in the hospital.

Before Chieko arrived, there was nothing else important to do, so Naoki Nagayama and Akina chatted on the sofa.

"Naoki-san, although I know you're doing research for your next movie, you've brought back a lot of videotapes of street racers and some modification manuals these past few days."

Akina asked with some concern,
"Could it be that he wants to go up and run himself?"

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Naoki Nagayama paused for a moment.
"You mean I'll go racing by myself?"

"Yeah. Didn't you mention before that there's a racer named 'Blackbird' in an underground racing group who owns the same car as my blue Porsche? And that you were going to modify my car too!"

Akina looked at her husband and was very worried that he would also follow the wrong path of other young rich kids.
"Anyway, Naoki-san, you absolutely can't go racing!! You have Hana-chan and your unborn baby right now, don't do anything so risky!"

"Haha~ What are you thinking about!"

Naoki Nagayama tapped Akina's forehead.
"I'm not one of those thrill-seekers!"

"Don't worry, I'm just going to experience Tokyo's street racing culture so I can use it in the movie."

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Despite her husband's words, Nakamori Akina remained very worried. Touching her belly, she made up her mind that once the baby was born and her mother-in-law's family came over, she would definitely ask them to come and persuade her as well!
After listening to her parents' conversation for a while in Naoki Nagayama's arms, little Natsuka got bored and began to explore the delivery room again.
Without the white coat, she regained her usual energy.
Chieko Nakamori arrived close to noon.

The dedicated driver, Toshio Toda, drove his Toyota Century to Qinglai to pick her up and took her directly to the maternity center.

She also brought some fried meat patties, tempura, and rice balls that her family had made that morning, which she put in a thermos to give to Akina.
"Arigato, Gasang!"

Akina happily ate the meat pie; people's sense of taste always has a special dependence on the food they've eaten since childhood.

This sense of dependence may not change even after eating many delicious foods in the future; it's generally called the taste of mom's cooking.
Chieko made a lot, more than enough for Naoki Nagayama and Natsuka to eat together. The little one was already in his grandmother's arms, completely absorbed in eating the fried meat pie.
"Haha, Hua Jiang definitely inherited her genes from her mother."

Chieko was very pleased to see Natsuka eating like that.
"Akina ate fried meat patties with such poor table manners when she was little! She ate the most in junior high school, which is why she got chubby~"

"Ogasan!"

One sentence made Akina blush and quickly gave a reproachful look. Naoki Nagayama, who was eating tempura next to him, quickly looked away and tried hard to control the corners of his mouth!

When she first debuted, Akina was indeed quite chubby.
Seeing that her daughter was angry, Chieko Nakamori didn't continue speaking. While wiping the little one's mouth, she asked Naoki Nagayama:

"Naoki, are you taking the flower jam back this afternoon?"

"Um"

Naoki Nagayama nodded.
"But you can stay here a little longer, I'll come pick you up again tonight."

During this time, he worked on the script at home. Apart from going to experience the car modification and underground racing culture in Tokyo, he did everything at home, which gave him a lot of flexibility.

Is this troublesome?

Chieko Nakamori wanted to spend more time with her baby. Besides, although the VIP delivery room was well-equipped, it was still a hospital.

Having a child can help two adults concentrate better and prevent them from having random thoughts.

"Use adhesive tape, it's so convenient!"

Naoki Nagayama said,

"I can also bring dinner over."

"That"

Looking down at the little one who was still engrossed in his food, Chieko Nakamori nodded.

"Let Hua Jiang spend more time with Grandma!"

After a flight of more than ten hours, Matsuo Muneo and his film crew finally arrived in London.

Upon exiting the airport and looking at the gloomy sky, Masamichi Sakaguchi, who was traveling with me, immediately sighed:
"London...it seems like there's never a sunny day!"

"London is a bit colder than Tokyo."

After collecting his checked luggage, Matsuo Muneo followed Sakaguchi Masamichi out, glanced at London, and asked...
"Sakaguchi-san, how far is the hotel you stayed at before from here? What were the conditions like?"

Sakaguchi Masamichi smiled as he sized up the young man, then glanced at the film crew members who had followed him, and said with a smile:

"You're all in for a treat this time. Naoki-san sent us team leaders out on a big mission, so naturally we're staying in the best hotel! The Rosewood London!"

"Moving in there makes me feel like a nobleman!"

Matsuo Muneo and the others looked at each other in surprise. They only knew that they were staying in a decent hotel, but they never expected it to be this good!
"Isn't this too expensive?"

As the director of this trip, Muneo Matsuo was naturally very concerned about the cost.

"How about the rest of us stay somewhere else?"

"Alright, alright! It'll be included in Tree Friends Capital's hospitality expenses. We still need to film some scenes at the hotel!"

Sakaguchi Masamichi waved his hand; nowadays, Tree Friends Capital naturally wouldn't care about such a small amount of money.
"The most important thing is to showcase the prestige of Shuyou Capital in the film. You should know that besides being a memoir of the stock market crash, 'Black Monday' also serves as a form of publicity for Shuyou Capital!"

"This is for other peers in the investment community, and even for our clients!"

"If we stay in some low-end hotels, people will think that we, Tree Friends Capital, are poor, lack confidence, and have no face!"

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Hearing this, Matsuo Muneo didn't say anything more. He followed Sakaguchi Masamichi and took a taxi directly to the Rosewood Hotel to check in.

When they actually arrived at the hotel, they were stunned as soon as they entered the archway.

The Victorian-style cast-iron carvings, the interior's domed gallery of mirrors, the peacock-green carpets, the vintage brass elevators, and the famous original Picasso paintings—everywhere exudes opulence and artistic atmosphere, as if instantly transporting one to the Victorian era of the British Empire.
Sakaguchi Masamichi, however, seemed unfazed, even greeting the lobby manager with great familiarity.

"Long time no see, Oliver"

"Mr. Sakaguchi! It's been a long time!"

The manager, with a British accent, wore a smile.

"Are you in London on business again?!"

"Yes, so we're staying at the Rosewood Hotel again!"

"It is our hotel's honor"

Oliver personally helped Sakaguchi Masamichi check in. He looked at the group that had accompanied him and asked, puzzled,

Are you on a group business trip this time?

Yes. Please arrange for us to be on the same floor.

It wasn't peak tourist season, so Sakaguchi Masamichi wasn't worried about the Rosewood Hotel not having rooms. He then explained their purpose for visiting.

"They're here to film some company promotional videos. So, we might need to shoot some scenes at the hotel later. Is that alright?!"

"Of course. As long as it doesn't affect other guests, Rosewood Hotel welcomes photography."

The Rosewood London is already considered a tourist attraction, with a portion of its public areas open to visitors.

Oliver also thoughtfully added:
"If Mr. Sakaguchi needs to film the conference room, please let me know in advance and I will try my best to arrange it!"

"That's great! Thank you, Oliver!"

"Not at all. It's our honor."

Led by a hotel waiter, Masamichi Sakaguchi and his party settled into the presidential suite on the first floor.

After the initial shock, Matsuo Muneo immediately instructed his companions to install cameras and prepare to begin filming. At the same time, he also began looking for suitable locations in the hotel.

"Sakaguchi-san, for filming in London, we mainly focused on two locations: one was the residence, namely the hotel, and the other was the stock exchange. We could also film some street scenes in London, such as when you are taking a walk, etc."

Matsuo Muneo and Sakaguchi Masamichi explained,

"Let's start with the presidential suite! You just got off the plane, which is perfect for a newcomer!"

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Sakaguchi Masamichi had originally wanted to take a shower to adjust to the time difference, but he hadn't expected Matsuo Muneo, this young man, to be in such a hurry.
"Okay, let's finish filming early so we can get some rest!"

"When it gets late, I'll take you to a nearby pub for drinks! Let's experience the London vibe!"

Upon hearing this, Matsuo Muneo and the others immediately felt a little tempted.
"Ahem. Well then, thank you very much, Sakaguchi-san!"

"But first, let's focus on filming!"

"well."

"Ready. Action!"

At Matsuo Muneo's command, the small film crew immediately began filming.

Sakaguchi Masamichi looked tired, wearing a slightly wrinkled suit, sitting at the desk in his suite making a phone call. A suitcase that had just been opened could be seen nearby.
"Hi Naoki-san, I've arrived in London!"

Sakaguchi Masamichi was reporting into the phone.

"We've already checked in, and we'll be going to the stock exchange tomorrow."

"We've already contacted the operator, and the funds have been confirmed!"

"Yes, please don't worry, my English is very good, communication won't be a problem!"

After giving his instructions, Sakaguchi Masamichi hung up the phone and leaned back in his chair. Looking out the window, his eyes revealed not only exhaustion but also immense pressure.
After all, he brought hundreds of millions of dollars with him to London this time!
And they're going to execute the greatest operation in history!
"Will it work this time?!"

Sakaguchi Masamichi spoke softly, not only asking himself, but also questioning the will of Heaven.
"Click!!"

Matsuo Muneo yelled "Cut!" The director frowned slightly and immediately turned on the director's monitor to watch.
"Sakaguchi-san, the emotion wasn't quite there at the end!"

"You shouldn't be this calm about the uncertainty of the future and the tension of investing your entire fortune!"

"."

Sakaguchi Mamichi was also somewhat helpless. At that time, he was indeed quite calm because the money basically belonged to Nagayama Naoki! He hadn't invested all his savings, and everyone at that time blindly trusted Nagayama Naoki!

So why would there be such unease?
This was just changed in the script!
"Um, should I make a few more subtle movements? Or act even more tense?"

Matsuo Muneo's mouth gaped slightly as he realized that Sakaguchi Masamichi wasn't a professional actor; what he needed was specific guidance!

"Ahem. Sakaguchi-san, you could try lighting a cigarette and taking a couple of puffs."

"Then say your final lines!"

Men, when under a lot of pressure, will light up a cigarette. It really reflects a tense state of mind!
“Okay!”

So the small crew resumed filming. This time, after hanging up the phone, Sakaguchi Masamichi lit a cigarette and took a puff.
The billowing smoke blurred his face, making his words seem like a voice-over, or perhaps a monologue from his own heart:

"Will it work this time?"

"It will definitely work!"

That evening, Naoki Nagayama brought Natsuka back from the hospital.

As soon as they got out of the car, Yingtaro rushed over to greet them enthusiastically. Having not seen its little master for most of the day, it instinctively wanted to lick Xia Hua's face.
"Akizuma Sack. Eitaro!"

Naoki Nagayama quickly picked up the little guy and used his leg to separate the dog.

"You're too excited right now. You can only play with Flower Sauce after you stop tapping your tail!"

Xia Hua also missed Ying Taro very much, giggling in Naoki Nagayama's arms, and even reaching out to pull the dog's ear.
"Hua Jiang, you should go home and stay for a while too!"

At that moment, Nonaka Mari came out from the entrance hall and skillfully took the little one:
"Naoki-san, have you had dinner yet?"

"Yes, I ate with Akina."

"Then just give us some more formula tonight!"

"Arigato. Thank you for your trouble, Mori-san!"

"Where, where."

Nonaka Mari expertly led the little guy inside to wash his hands and face, and the dog followed obsequiously. This left Nagayama Naoki, who was left behind, somewhat idle.
So he didn't go inside, but turned around and went straight to the garage.

Here, a black and red Yamaha four-cylinder motorcycle is parked. It's a used motorcycle, a modified one borrowed from Takao Ozaki.
Naoki Nagayama examined the motorcycle, pondering the connection between motorcycles and street racing culture.
"Should we add some motorcycle models to the 'Fast & Furious' franchise?"

"But I just feel like motorcycles and top-of-the-line sports cars don't really go together."

"Street racing culture. Tsk tsk tsk."

(End of this chapter)