Mr. Y2 Big

On the second day after meeting Mr. Ninomiya, Sho Sakurai came to the door again, and the two signed the employment contract.

The benefits that Ninomiya Kazuya promised before were written in black and white on the contract, and the young man who left home was very relieved to see that he was working for the first time, but he also found that the last line of the job description was obviously one size smaller than other suspicious words. terms, "and all other reasonable requirements of the employer".Although this sentence makes this paper contract feel a bit like a "deed of sale", the word "reasonable" is worth discussing if you insist on it.Sakurai Sho looked at the big bags and small bags he brought, and then saw that Nuo Da's house was about to become his work and living place, and felt that these details were not entangled.

It seemed that there was no one else in the house except Mr. Ninomiya, and he was still reluctant to talk to anyone just like the day before. He pointed to the room at the end of the corridor as if he had arranged a place for Sakurai Sho, and then went straight into himself I don't know what to do with my house.

Writers always have their own quirks, and famous writers naturally have more quirks.The new assistant thought optimistically, carried his luggage happily and entered the room at the end of the corridor.

Before he had time to sort things out, he hurriedly called Masaki Aiba. Anyway, he was also a middleman, and he always had to report the results to him when things were done.

"Hey~~ You're really going to be Mr. Ninomiya's assistant!"

"That's still fake. It's not like you don't know what I do. You've always acted swiftly and resolutely. Besides, you're our introducer!"

"Haha, that's what I said, but it's fortunate that Mr. can agree with you to go there. He used to think it was troublesome to let us help him find an assistant."

"Haha~~ I can feel it, you don't know that he almost didn't use his nostrils to speak when he saw me the first time."

"Hahahaha, ummm, I can imagine it!!!"

"Okay, you, you don't have to be afraid to show your waist when you smile like this! I'm calling you because I have a business to do, and I've officially joined the job now, and I want to be someone's assistant anyway. Do you have any gossip to let me know first? Let me know myself and the enemy well, and be invincible!"

"It's the same as going to war, Xiaohe is not so scary-ah, Xiaohe was our nickname when we were young, but now he has become Mr. Writer, so I don't call him that much anymore, You also know that I am his editor now, and you must always pay attention to the scenes."

"I heard you say that a friend I knew before became a writer. I didn't expect it to be him."

"Yeah, I was shocked too. I haven't seen him since I was in junior high school, and I turned out to be a great writer when I met again. That's why I, a small editor, can be the editor in charge of popular writers. Hey, let’s not talk about this, what aspect do you want to know, I can know everything before the age of 10 without talking about it!”

"I know what's the use of him being 10 years old. I don't want to travel back to be an assistant to the 10-year-old Ninomiya Kazuya. But when it comes to age, how old is he? He looks like a minor."

"Ah, it's a bit haha ​​for you to say that. He hasn't changed much over the years, and his figure is like a girl. He looks like a minor, but he is only one year younger than you and me. .”

"One year younger...but one year younger is also younger..."

"Why, are you depressed about working for a young writer?"

"Hey, don't make fun of me. I don't have to choose now! But, no matter how old he is, he is still the author of a best-selling book and an award-winning Mr. Big. I'm still far behind."

"Haha, don't think too much about it. Although I don't think you are suitable to be a writer, since you have made up your own mind, go one step at a time. There are many examples of late bloomers. Besides, you are in your prime, so what are you afraid of?"

"It's like a good brother said, so I won't tell you, I have to clean up, I just moved in today."

"Okay, let's meet and talk next time when I visit Mr. Ninomiya on a regular basis."

Hanging up the phone, Sakurai Sho, who continued to lie on the bed thinking about life, was not depressed at all. He knew that the only way to success was to work hard.Since becoming someone's assistant is his first step on the road, take that first step well.

After you have strengthened your beliefs, you can get twice the result with half the effort if you start to take action.

According to Mr. Ninomiya, the publishing house rented this house for him, and he only moved here a week ago, and he was too lazy to clean it up, so the boxes are everywhere.In fact, he said that he didn't need such a complicated house, but the publishing house said that he is also a well-known writer now, so he should live in a decent place no matter what.

After understanding the general situation, Assistant Sakurai first surveyed the structure and rooms of the house, and took detailed notes. Then, he assigned the functions of each room and put Mr. Ninomiya's things into categories. different rooms.Because all kinds of books accounted for more than half of all the things, Sakurai Sho found the largest room to store the books, and finally found a smaller room next to it to store the rest.After finishing all these tasks, he made a detailed layout plan of the house and handed it over to Mr. Ninomiya.

Holding the very detailed layout drawing, Ninomiya Kazu also looked at his assistant with a little surprise. He didn't expect Sakurai Sho to do things so neatly.

"You made all of these?"

"Yes, do you think it suits you?"

"Uh... It's really a bit powerful... But, can you stop talking in such a strange way. Although you are my assistant, after all, you are older than me, so you don't need to say honorifics to me. Let's talk normally Bar."

"Ahem, okay, Mr. Ninomiya, can you see if there is anything that needs to be adjusted?"

"Sir doesn't—"

"It's okay to call you Mr., I like to call you that."...Because this will always remind me of the current situation, and I can't be happy.

Of course, the scheming young Sho Sakurai did not say the latter sentence.

Mr. Ninomiya's eyes flickered suddenly, but it passed in a flash.

"It's up to you. This layout is pretty good, so let's do it like this, I'm fine with it."

Sho Sakurai wrote a few words in the small notebook with satisfaction, and when he raised his head, he saw Ninomiya Kazuya staring at him.

"Mr. Ninomiya, did I get something on my face?"

"Sho Sakurai, do you think there is really no better option to be a writer? The world is so big, there is not only a crooked tree like 'writer'."

Sakurai Sho was also a little surprised to be called by his full name suddenly.But if you shrink back in fright at such a question, then you are not an aspiring young man who does not hesitate to step out of the house and never look back.

"Sir, the world is so big, I just chose one of the options, how will I know if it's suitable if I don't try it."

Ninomiya Kazuya still wanted to say something, moved his lips slightly, but what came out was: "Tell me first, what is this black mass on the picture?"

"Mr. Ninomiya, this is your room. The black mass you mentioned is your face I painted."

Ninomiya Kazuya raised his eyebrows with an expression of you teasing me, and then pointed to the unknown pattern drawn in Sho Sakurai's room in the picture, "What about this one?"

"Myself."

"... Whether you are suitable to be a writer is not listed for the time being, but the option of being a painter is completely useless for you."

Sho Sakurai, a young man with steely willpower, is full of enthusiasm for his new job. Even if it is only 3 minutes of enthusiasm, as long as it is fully burned, it will be enough to shine.

After arranging the layout of the house, he hired a gardener to trim the flowers and trees in the small yard, added a lot of red and yellow begonias, and made a small pool clear to the bottom.

Of course, Mr. Nigong's bad face with his prodigal assistant for several days is something to be said because he has lost a lot of money.