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MTL - Tokyo Bubble Life-Chapter 3 003, really can only sell X?
Chapter 3 003, really can only sell X
The afternoon sun is getting brighter.
Nagayama Naoki was walking on the street leading to the convenience store. Even though he was walking in the shade of a green tree, after a while, beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.
My body is still too weak, so I need to strengthen my exercise in the future.
The convenience store is actually not far from where I live. High school graduates who have just come to Tokyo to work can't find a job too far away. Coupled with their dull temperament, I have barely managed to survive here for half a year, except for the store manager and the landlady. Know too many people.
Naoki Naoki will come to Tokyo, but he didn't think about it that much. After graduating from high school, he didn't want to live in an izakaya with his father and brother, so he came to Tokyo with a little pocket money he had saved up and stubbornness in his heart. .
Convenience store is the first job in my life, I got my first salary and paid my first rent with my salary.
Thinking about it this way, working in a convenience store is full of meaning
Even so, it is impossible to continue to work, and it is impossible to work in the future~
It takes about 40 minutes to walk. The small convenience store is located in the gap between the residential areas. The convenience store in the Showa era did not have the dazzling array of products in the future. There are even some vegetables on the shelves. It is an advanced grocery store, but it has already been put out freezer, ice cream, soft drinks and other beverages.
The store manager Ishida Yuichi in work clothes was facing the receipt behind the counter, and another young man in the store could be seen sorting out the goods.
"Ishida-san, I'm sorry" Naoki Naoki walked to the door and greeted the store manager.
"Nagayama-kun, you're here!" Ishida Yuichi looked calm, but Naoki, who knew his character well, knew that a strict conversation would follow.
"No, even the name is so formal." Naoki Naoki thought in his heart.
"Hi, I was hospitalized for some reasons before, so I didn't come to work for the past 3 days." But he said honestly,
"I'm so sorry for causing trouble to the store!" The upper body also bowed honestly.
Hearing that he was hospitalized, Yuichi Ishida's expression remained the same, but his tone was obviously softened: "What's the matter, Naoki-san? Are you all right now?"
Sure enough, even the name has changed back.
"Hey, I ate something bad before, so I went to wash my stomach." Naoki Naoki intends to tell the purpose of his visit,
"Now my body is fine, I just need to rest for a while."
"Is that so, then Naoki-san, are you here today?" Ishida Yuichi seemed to have guessed it.
"Hi, store manager, although I am very sad, I am here to resign from this job to you today!" I have to say something beautiful,
"Thank you Ishida-san for taking care of me during this time!"
"Ah, that's it." Ishida Yuichi seemed a little relaxed, "Naokushi-san has also helped a lot here, so take care of your health in the future!"
"Hi, Arigado!"
Nagayama Naoki was walking down the street with an envelope in his hand that contained 50,000 yen.
Ishida manager said that it was the previous salary, but in fact, the salary is settled every week. If you are full-time and take another shift at night, it will cost about 150,000 yen a month. If you work a few more jobs, you can get even more, and your income may catch up with ordinary members.
I worked less than 5 days in October and caused trouble because of absenteeism, so the manager can totally refuse to give it.
"Ishida-san really is a good person!"
Walking on the street casually, looking at the unfamiliar Showa scenery, Naoki Naoki has no idea of returning to the apartment for the time being.
At this time, the Nakano area is still mainly residential, and it is a big afternoon when autumn tigers are haunting. The pedestrians on the road are in a hurry, and there is nothing to see.
He sauntered onto the train and went to Shibuya, an area he didn't know much about.
Sure enough, it is Shibuya, and even in this weather, there are a lot of people.
The neon lights on the roadside are resting, maybe only at night, can you feel the style that it can represent the country.
In the shops facing the block, all kinds of novel things are displayed, and the trendy clothes inside are not out of fashion in the 21st century. Maybe the trend is really a reincarnation.
Occasionally passing by girls in twos and threes, there must be more or less attentive boys around. It is rumored that in the bubble era, a girl's trend around at least 4 types of boys seems to have emerged.
Naoki Naoyama, who was walking on the commercial street, was not too addicted to these scenes. Looking at the most prosperous neighborhoods in Tokyo, the dazzling array of goods, what he thought about was:
How can I get the first pot of gold to start a rich career?
See the surrounding discos and closed nightclubs
Do you have to sell yourself?
Will your physical strength be overwhelmed?
Any future ideas that I can sell for a good price?
While walking and thinking, Naoki Naoki suddenly heard a sound of music.
It turned out to be a record store.
The poster of Baihui Yamaguchi in the store is still smiling softly, and the record store is using a gimmick of retreat, putting all the previous records at the center, hoping to make more money from the fans' complex;
On the other side of the poster, there is a girl with a bright smile, and the one that just passed into his ears is Matsuda Seiko's famous song "Blue Coral Reef" (Blue Coral Reef).
Nagayama Naoki felt this wonderful atmosphere of retreating and advancing, thinking of the battle between dragons and tigers in the entertainment industry in the bubble era.
It is no longer a brisk singing voice
but the sound of the first pot of gold being poured on him
"Thanks to the up masters of station B, thanks to the prosperous beauty of Seiko and Ming Cai, for letting me know many Divine Comedies of the Showa Period~"
"My first pot of gold, I still have to sell songs!"
(end of this chapter)