"Hi Yi! Hi Yi! The staff and I will be here soon! Please wait a moment." Even though he knew that the person on the other end of the phone could not see it, Yuuhi Nishio kept bowing. When he put down the phone, he immediately shouted: "Masaji, Nakamura, come with me."

"Hi Yi!" One of the two young men put down the teacup in their hands, and the other interrupted the chat with their colleagues. They quickly stood up from their respective positions, grabbed the suit placed on the chair, and followed Nishio and rushed out of the office.

Riding a bicycle, I came to Chiyoda District at lightning speed. A comic writer named Katsuka Shinsi lives here. Nishio and his team arrived here this time to solve the requirement of buying coal at the author's home. When winter comes, every family has to buy some coal for heating. In order to fulfill the new president's order to free all the authors from small things in life, this heavy physical work is naturally the only one that Nishio is.

The three young men even took off their shirts and worked nervously on the street in the simplest vest. After a while, sweat mixed with charcoal ash made several people no longer see their original appearance. Next to them were a man and a woman, one holding a basin of water and a towel in their hands, as if they wanted to wipe their faces, and the other holding a kettle in their hands. Needless to ask, it was for several people to drink water.

Nishio didn't even raise his head, allowing sweat to fall on the charcoal ash. He couldn't stand it anymore, so he raised his arm and used his pretty clean skin on his forehead to soak the sweat on his forehead. The heavy breathing of the three people was clearly audible - this was really a very physically consuming job!

After finally finishing the work, the three of them took the towel handed over by their master and wiped their faces. They didn't even go into the house to rest for a while, and then embarked on the return journey with the thanks and watching of the hostess - this is just a microcosm of the hard work the Public Relations Department has to do every day.

Nishio is called the Minister of Public Relations, with 24 people under his command. In fact, these people joked that they were shameless guys. The publisher had never had their names in the official publication, and readers knew nothing about them. The work they were doing was the hardest in the company. Nishio told his deputy Tanaka more than once that he would resign and leave. However, although the work arranged for them was very hard, the reward was also very high. Take Nishio for example, the salary was 24,000 yen per month! It was even 7,000 yuan more than Torishi Ankang, the director of the animation studio. This did not include the psychological comfort brought by the editorial department because of the author's work he helped to get the approval of the editorial department and the bonuses Ai Fei awarded them as the president - because of this considerable income, Nishio gritted his teeth and persevered.

He can use salary to offset his fatigue as an excuse to insist on working, which does not mean that others can do it: "Senior, if nothing unexpected happens, Nakamura and I will not come to work again from tomorrow! We will write the resignation letter as soon as possible and put it on your desk."

"Eh?" Nishio was stunned for a moment. This was the sixth resignation incident this month: "You... Masaji, Nakamura, are you really going to quit your job and leave?"

"Hi Yi! This job is definitely not what we hope to get, and we contribute our own strength to the Japanese comics industry, so please forgive our willfulness!"

Nishio also knew that this job was very hard and it was not easy to keep people, but it was the first time for them to quit after working once: "But... Masajikun, Nakamura, every job is different, and there are only a very small number of people who work as hard as today... you guys?"

"I'm very sorry, we both have made the final decision. Please forgive us and accept our resignation."

"Then... OK. If you and Nakamura Kwan must resign, I agree." After seeing off the two more people, Nishio was depressed. If this continues, I am afraid that all the employees of the Public Relations Department will eventually take the path of resigning! No, I have to go to the President to talk about this matter?

Ai Fei blinked his eyes and listened to Nishio's report: "Why, Nishio Jun came to me just to solve the problem of the resignation of the employee?"

"Hi Yi! Mr. President, the work of the Public Relations Department is too hard and trivial. I hope to get the consent of the President to make some changes to the requirements of the Department as stipulated, such as..."

"Mr. Nishio, I don't understand, is it so hard for every day of the work in this department?"

"..." Nishio was silent for a moment: "No, it's not often hard work. The most important thing is that the work content is very trivial, and it is very far from the goal of many employees entering the school club. These people are almost impossible to get in touch with the hearts of the real comics industry. They are just doing the work of serving people on the outside. They are secretly commenting: Even the work of waiters in hotels and restaurants is more noble and worth pursuing than this!"

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"Mr. President?"

"Continue your doubts and difficulties." Ai Fei looked at him expressionlessly, and said in a cold voice.

"Hi! According to my calculations, even if all the authors who are helped can become authors of the school children's club - in theory, this is impossible - the comics created by these people cannot become publications, that is, the work done by the Public Relations Department is often just useless! Since this is the case, why waste limited manpower on these small things in life? I think it is better to let the staff of the Public Relations Department continue to do this... to serve people's work, it is better to let them go outside and even join Fujikun's advertising department to add more advertisers to the school children's club! The above is what I have learned in my recent work!"

Ai Fei stood up from his position in silence, poured a glass of water, and used the heat from the water to his palms through the cup. He felt that this was a very comfortable way: "Since I have had memories, I have rarely seen my father. His memory only exists in a photo placed in my mother's bedroom. Later, to be precise, it was in 1948 that my father returned home with a lot of pain and broken palms. It was not until then that I realized that he had gone to other people's kingdom for the so-called holy war."

Nishio didn't dare to interrupt, nor did he know what he meant by saying this, so he could only listen quietly.

"...He felt extremely honor and gratitude for his injury and participation in this war! He thought that he was able to devote his blood and passion to His Majesty the Emperor was a very proud thing. For me, all the feelings were just watching my mother carry 30 kilograms of macaque to deliver goods at the station in order to exchange for me in winter, in exchange for me to have a meager income, and exchange for a little food to fill her stomach and a little charcoal that can be used to keep warm for the family! Looking at my mother's hunched back due to fatigue, I told myself two things: the first is to make a lot of money and let my mother live a happy life."

Nishio was so enchanted that she couldn't help asking: "What's the second one?"

Ai Fei put down the cup that had become a little cold: "This is what I want to tell you. Through my mother's work, I realized that many things can be solved with very little manpower! A woman can support the burden of a family. What's the reason for some men to complete it? This can only explain one problem, that is, these people have no passion and motivation for their work! And this is the reason why people keep entering the Public Relations Department and resign and leave! Nishio Jun, I don't know if you have calculated that the monthly salary for the staff of the Public Relations Department accounts for the highest proportion of the entire school children's club. Isn't it? As for the problem you mentioned, Nishio Jun, the monthly salary of 24,000 yen is not asked to ask me questions, but to let you solve the problem!"

After saying something, Nishio was speechless. After a long time of silence, he finally squeezed out: "Then... please allow me to say goodbye!"

"Wait!" Ai Fei shouted at him: "Niyaojun, you must remember that the Public Relations Department is definitely not a department that many people think, and is not of any help to the development and progress of comics. It can be said that except for the animation department headed by Touyujun, who will not see any achievements in the future, other departments are indispensable for the development of the school children's club. Those who only know that comics are created at the desk and bathed in the autumn sun are definitely not what the school children's club needs! Take your department as an example, and communicate with more authors. Of course, this kind of communication and communication is a completely unnecessary way to you and many of your subordinates, but you must know that only when you are attentive can you exchange the hearts of the author. Only when they are attentive to the school children's club and their own works can they bring greater enjoyment to readers and greater benefits to the school children's club!"
Chapter completed!