Entertainment: My predecessor is a diva and my current boss is a boss

Saori Maehara's office became silent again.

I don't know what the award presenters and those receiving the awards are busy with.

Saburo Inoue walked quickly to the bathroom at the end of the corridor, turned on the tap, leaned over and washed his face twice.

The cold tap water splashed on the fiery cheeks, dispelling the burning heat in his heart.

Inoue Saburo raised his head and stared at his face in the makeup mirror.

The originally handsome and handsome appearance has been replaced by a ferocious twist.

Drops of water dripped from the temples, dripping down the ashen cheeks.

The blood in the white of the eyes is as dense as a spider's web.

Saburo Inoue clenched his fists and told himself over and over again:
Endure, must endure.

At the very least, before the collapse of Maehara Co., Ltd., Maehara Saori and Li Changan couldn't be allowed to see their anomalies.

Taking a deep breath, Saburo Inoue shook off the water droplets on his palm.

He was going to spend a little longer in the bathroom.

Anyway, Saori Maehara won't have any orders for him in a short time.

The phone in his pocket rang, and the ringtone was the famous song of Qiandao Miyuki, an idol female singer in Dongying Country.

Saburo Inoue took out his mobile phone, glanced at the calling number casually, and then his expression froze completely!

Walking quickly to the door of the bathroom, Saburo Inoue poked his head out and peeped left and right.

It was quiet in the corridor, not a single person was there.

On the 37th floor of the former headquarters, there are only the president and the executive office.

Saburo Inoue opened the bathroom door, thought for a while, but was still uneasy, went straight to the innermost compartment, opened the door and walked in.

Saburo Inoue heaved a sigh of relief after turning back and locking the small door of the compartment.

"Moses, Mr. Shiliang Nakano, why did you call at this time, it would be bad if the eldest lady... Saori Maehara found out."

Nakano Zhiliang's sinister laughter came from the receiver:
"Mr. Inoue, I thought you were stunned by Saori Maehara and didn't remember our cooperation agreement."

"How could it be!" Saburo Inoue lowered his voice and said with a smile:

"Mr. Nakano, we are the best partners, aren't we?"

"Inoue-kun, as long as you remember!" Nakano Zhiliang's voice became much more normal.

"Recently, Maehara Co., Ltd. has been making frequent moves, but you are not very strong!"

Hearing the accusation from the microphone, Saburo Inoue's face collapsed, and he said bitterly:
"Mr. Nakano, this time they have stepped up their defenses. Every time the USB disks of the scripts sorted out are placed in the hands of Li Changan alone, even if I want to do it, I can't find a chance."

"Hmph..." Several mumbled complaints came from the receiver, but Saburo Inoue couldn't hear them clearly.

According to the pronunciation, he half guessed, he felt that Nakano Zhiliang was calling himself a waste.

Can this be my fault?
It's not the last time you insisted on me stealing the story script of [Slam Dunk], so they were prepared this time.

Who would have thought that Nakano Zhiliang, who appeared to be sanctimonious on the surface, was actually a habitual plagiarist behind his back.

Don't think I don't know how your Sony hits come about.

Didn't it use the same method as [Slam Dunk] to steal it from the original creator.

Others are worried about your Sony company's wealth and power, so you dare not speak out after suffering from dumb losses.

Nakano Shiliang, you have the nerve to say me?
What about the face?

He was upset in his heart, but he didn't dare to show it in his mouth.

Without the cooperation of Sony, trying to bring down the Maehara family on his own is tantamount to trying to block the car with one's arms, and it's a dream come true.

At this stage, we can only get what we need by cooperating with the hypocrite Nakano Shiliang.

"Mr. Nakano, I think you should not only focus on the manga, but attack Maehara Co., Ltd. from various aspects. For example, in terms of TV stations, Sony's TV Tokyo [-], if it can crush the former Tokyo TV [-], No matter how capable Saori Maehara is, he has to admit defeat."

One word awakened the dreamer, and Nakano Shiliang's eyes lit up with Inoue Saburo's words.

"Mr. Inoue, you are right. The two pillars of Maehara Co., Ltd. are manga, and the other is the advertising revenue of TV stations.
On the comic side, their defenses are too strict, and there is no way to start, why not change their thinking and turn to the direction of the TV station,

No matter which of these two pillars is defeated, Maehara Co., Ltd. will have to collapse!

Inoue-kun, I have to say that Saori Maehara didn't pay attention to you, it's her loss! "

"Hmph!" Saburo Inoue snorted heavily:
"Mr. Nakano, you didn't call specifically to mock me, did you?"

Nakano Zhiliang laughed: "Mr. Inoue, you misunderstood, we are the best partners."

This old guy can turn his face as fast as he can turn a book.

Saburo Inoue suddenly regretted it. Was it right for him to cooperate with him?

"Mr. Inoue, I can make a fuss about the TV station here, and you also need to find opportunities to get their comic story scripts out. We will be more sure of winning if we work together."

Saburo Inoue responded sullenly:
"I know!"

After finishing the call with Nakano Zhiliang, Saburo Inoue slammed the wooden door of the cubicle hard.

This old fox always wants to let others charge forward, while he hides behind to pick the fruits of victory.

When I became the owner of Maehara's company, the first thing I did was to crush his Sony into mud.

Inoue Saburo secretly felt ruthless.

"Who's there, is there anyone?"

Outside the compartment, a clear male voice asked.

Oops, it's Li Changan.

When did he come in?

Inoue Saburo's heart trembled.

The sound of leather shoes stepping on the ground outside the compartment sounded, and they stopped outside the locked wooden door:

"Who's in there, do you need help?"

He didn't think I was a tuba and didn't bring toilet paper!
"Oh, Manager Li, it's me!" Saburo Inoue said, and pressed the button of the toilet with his hand back.

After the sound of water creaking, the wooden door opened with a creak, Saburo Inoue adjusted the belt around his waist, and walked out slowly.

It gives the impression that he just got out of the tuba.

Li Changan murmured in his heart: Why is this guy so silent for a long time? Could it be that he is playing five-on-one inside?

"Assistant Inoue, it's you, hey, why are your eyes so red?"

Inoue Saburo's heart sank, and he smiled calmly:
"Oh, I've been a little insomnia these days, it's okay."

He didn't know when Li Changan went into the bathroom, and whether he heard him talking to Nakano Zhiliang, so he could only answer perfunctorily.

"Assistant Inoue, insomnia is neurasthenia, you should see a doctor, there is no delay in treatment!"

Only you have a neurosis, and your whole family suffers from neurasthenia.

Saburo Inoue forced a smile on his face:
"Thank you, Mr. Li, I will go there when I have time!"

Damn, I really want to punch that nasty face of his.