After seeing off Yamamotoro, Ai Fei lost even the interest in greeting everyone. He walked up the stairs silently and turned around his office.

"My heart must be filled with the bitterness of young people, right?" In the office downstairs, a group of people sat together, enjoying this rare rest time. After he walked away, Fuji Takeuchi sighed softly and said.

"I think it's certain. After all, the results of his work with Touyu Jun and others these days have become a bubble just because of the other party's rejection. Who would feel sad, right?" This is Sakai Nanma's chanting.

Kato Mae glared at him unhappily - although the two of them have returned to their original life trajectory, many things happened and it was impossible to think that nothing happened - for Ai Fei, Kato Mae was fine, but for Sakai Nanma, he always had a hostility, as if he felt that the other party was a traitor from the schoolchildren's club: "It's nothing to suffer a setback, as long as he doesn't lose his fighting spirit."

Anka Toriyu, who had been silent, nodded: "I agree with Kato Kwan's words. There is nothing to do with a little work. I have also thought of the president's suggestion. Although there is no market for producing anime works imitating American Disney, it will definitely appear in the theater in the near future! By that time, the school children's club has a large number of professional production staff and will definitely be able to walk its own way in the market."

"You guy, you are always full of motivation and passion, aren't you?"

After the audience of Fuji Takeuchi expressed their opinions, they said: "Recently, the revenue accounts of the advertising department have just been sent,..."

A sentence immediately attracted everyone's attention, and Ai Fei's attention to the advertising department is obvious to all: "By two months after the president officially took over the schoolchildren's club, the revenue of the advertising department had increased from the previous 15 million yuan to 23.7 million yuan! More than 9 million yuan was added! Although it still did not reach the peak, it was already the highest value in Showa in 25 years. I believe that when the magazines published by the schoolchildren's club are more popular with readers, our advertising fees will become higher and higher. As for..."

"……………” Looking at the look of everyone's expectation, Fuji deliberately kept it a secret before continuing: "As for the setbacks in the production of the President's anime video, it can also be seen as a kind of force that does not want us to achieve greater success, right? At least, does not want us to achieve greater success in our current era, right?"

The words made everyone laugh: "Fuji-kun, when did you actually become so destined?"

"Since the day Ai Feijun became the new president of the schoolchildren club!" Fuji Takeuchi looked sincere: "Do you don't think that it is God's favor to an 18-year-old child who can achieve such achievements?"

"Hahahaha!" Everyone laughed even more happily.

"Touch!" The door was pushed open, and everyone was joking and looking at the same time: "I'm sorry..."

The girl who came in was not over 30 years old, with a medium figure, and a ovate face that was rare among Japanese people. She looked graceful and dignified. In this cold season, she was wearing a cotton kimono, her hair was folded high, revealing a piece of her slender neck, and holding a short-lived magazine in her hand. She applied a light layer of rouge to her cheeks, which looked a little more delicate. Facing the inquiring eyes of everyone, the girl shrank: "So... sorry?"

"Ah!" Fuji was the first to react: "You are..."

"I'm disturbing! My surname is Yugong, Yugong Jingzi. This time I saw... the one who recruited female employees published in your magazine..."

"I understand!" Everyone understood: It turned out that they were applying for the secretary of the president? Speaking of which, this recruitment advertisement was published in the new issue of "Crayon Shin-chief" and "jump", but probably because Japanese women today still can't let go of their arms. No matter how difficult life is, they are unwilling to show up in a workplace where men are the main ones to work hard, or because there are relatively few readers. In short, the advertisement has been published for a while, but no one cares about it.

Ai Fei was fine. After this incident was said, he threw it aside. It was Fuji Takeuchi who had been waiting. Today, he finally came to apply for the election, which made him very happy: "I understand! Please sit down. Um... Miss Ariki?"

"Madam." Yumiya Jingzi's face flushed and corrected him.

"Hi Yi! Of course, of course, please sit down, Mrs. Aiguchi. Hello, Niki?"

"Hi Yi?" A young and handsome young man ran over and said, "Hi Yi!"

"Didn't you see any guests coming? Come and pour tea!" No matter how old a woman appears, especially a beautiful lady like Izuko, can always arouse the male's desire to express herself. Even though she knows that the other party may not be adopted by the president, Fuji was very excited.

"Hi Yi!" Ermu agreed and quickly began to get busy.

Fuji sat in front of the lady: "I am Fuji Takeuchi, and now the Minister of Advertising Department of the School Children's Society. This is my business card."

Yumiya Ichiko lowered her head and agreed, "Hi." She took the business card with both hands: "I don't know the recruitment notice published this time..."

"Ah, yes." He moved his eyes reluctantly from the other party's beautiful face: "I am the president of our club, Ai Feijun."

"Hi! I understand."

"So, can you ask Mrs. Aiguchi to tell you about your experience? I will report it to the President later."

"Hi Yi!……………”

After listening to Arimiya Iko telling her experience, Fuji Takeuchi nodded: "I understand. However, Mrs. Arimiya will repeat this experience to my president later. Is there no problem?"

"Ah, no, no."

"Well, if you can, please go to the President's office with me."

Ai Fei returned to his office and fell tiredly on the sofa, feeling disappointed! This matter was indeed a bit of a mistake, maybe? It was only 1950 after all, and there should be still time for him!

Just as he was about to close his eyes and rest for a while, he forced himself to sit up again. The animation production matters seemed to be no longer mentioned on the agenda. So, the next step of the school children's club is to publish and publish the most basic comics! I believe that when his works really enter the hearts of readers and launch the animation works, it should be a natural thing! Well, that's it.

Standing in front of the drawing board, he was drawing the probability of Naruto's story. Originally, this work was left to Torii. Now that the anime matter cannot continue, it is better to do it yourself. What he is painting is Naruto, Sakura, Sasuke and Kakashi going to Konoha Village to perform the first mission, and then duel with the ghost man in the heavy fog.

While thinking, Ai Fei subconsciously turned the soft brush on the palette. The improvement of the economy has enabled him to get rid of the way he used to color crayons - that's really a "crayon" Shin-hsin! Thinking of this, he smirked and twisted the corners of his mouth: Maybe he should have slowed down? After all, there is no second young man like him in Japan who is as successful as himself? He is a little proud again.

"Bang bang!"

"Come in."

"Hi!" The door was pushed open: "Is it OK? It's rude."

Fuji Takeuchi took Arimiya Iko into his office: "Ms. Arimiya, this is the president of our club, Ai Feijun. President, this is Ms. Arimiya Iko who came here to apply for your secretary. Oh, this is her experience, please review it."

Yumiya Jingko was shocked: The boy in front of her who seemed younger than her son was the president? In other words, she wanted to become a boy's secretary?

Ai Fei put down his soft brush, lifted his eyelids and glanced: "Thank you for your hard work, Fuji-kun. Oh, please sit down."

"Uh...hey!" Yumiya Iko came to her senses. Now was not the time to be stunned. She respectfully saluted and sat down on the chair in front of her desk.

Ai Fei picked up the paper with her resume and looked at it: "Did your...sir die in the battle on the Chinese battlefield?"

"Hi Yi!" Yumiya Jingzi's eyes turned red: "It's on the battlefield in China."

Ai Fei's mouth moved, as if he wanted to say something, but finally swallowed it back: "Ms. Yugong, right?"

"Hi!"

Ai Fei looked up and glanced at her. He put his attention on the paper again: "Home lives in XX District, Tokyo, XX Town, and has a 16-year-old son... that's it?" He put down the white paper in disappointment: "Ms. Arimiya, do you have any work experience or any expertise that makes me think you are the right candidate for this position?"

Yumiya Iko's beautiful cheeks suddenly turned red, her hands twisted unnaturally under the table, and her voice became smaller and smaller: "No...?"

"What?" He didn't mean to make things difficult for her, he really didn't hear it clearly.

"I'm...say, no." Looking at Yumiya Jingko's appearance, she was almost crying.

"No? Then, this matter is a bit difficult!"

Yumiya Iko stood up in panic and led the chair to make a sharp sound: "Idiot! What are you doing?" Fuji Takeuchi was the first to roar.

"I'm sorry~!" Yumiya Jingzi's tears fell to the end.

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Chapter completed!