"Is it still not possible?" Ai Fei sighed and said, "Then forget it. For a boy, it may be better to spend the New Year at a stranger's home. He is not as good as having the New Year with his mother? Even if it will be a little deserted?"

"I'm very sorry. Rejected your kindness."

"Where... I feel a little regretful, but I still have to respect what others mean..." Ai Fei smiled and waved his hand: "Hmm? Is there anything else?"

"No... nothing."

As the New Year is here, I still kowtow to my parents, greet New Year's greetings, and eat rice cakes as usual. In the past year, the situation of the Ai family has changed a lot. Although I still live in this old house located at Ueno Station, such days can be calculated based on days. According to Ai Fei, in less than three months, I can get a new home in Meguro District.

The three of them walked around the clean bedroom, entrance and kitchen: "Well, I really can't bear to leave!"

"If this is true, why not just Xiao Aijun and I move out and let my father live here alone?"

"What?" Aizhu Taro's eyes widened: "How can this work? I have made an appointment with my colleagues from the company to go to my new home..."

Ai Shinko and Ai Fei smiled: "Don't worry, Dad, I won't leave you here alone. But one thing is that I may not be able to live with you anymore."

“Eh?”

"My working hours are very uncertain, and sometimes I come back very late. Every time my mother has to wait for me to rest after I come back, so I think, in other places... it is actually in Meguro District. It is not very far from where you live. I bought a separate property. Usually I live there. If there is no arrangement at night, I will have dinner with you and go to bed at my own home."

Ai Xiko looked reluctant: "This... should we be separated from our family?"

"It doesn't matter if we separate. We just live in different places at night, so we can still be together. Oh, there is one more thing. I have installed two phones for my home through relationships. If you have anything, you can contact me directly by phone."

For more than a year, the Ai couple have gradually become accustomed to accepting the decisions their son sometimes makes, even if this decision is not what they expect and like. Aizhu Taro nodded: "Then... well, since Ai Jun is willing to make such a choice, my mother and I can only agree."

"Thank you then." Ai Fei wanted to say something, but suddenly the laughter of the children came from outside. When he looked through the window, Ai Fei smiled. It turned out that it was a few children from the neighbor's house who were spinning around his car. His eyes were novel and envious, which made Ai Fei feel a sense of pride for no reason. "Wait for me, I will be back later."

Seeing the owner of the car come out, the children scattered, but were stopped by Ai Fei: "Hey, Izuki..."

Takahashi Riko - the daughter of the postman stood timidly: "Hi!"

"Why, do you like cars?"

"I'm sorry..." Takahashi Riko nodded with a smile: "Not your consent..."

"Come in, come in." Ai Fei said, "However, she felt like a bad uncle who wanted to take a little girl to do bad things: "Will you take you around for a walk?"

"Eh?" The girl's bright eyes looked even clearer in the morning sun: "Is that OK?"

"But I have to say something to Mr. Takahashi first, otherwise he will be worried."

"Hi! Please... wait for me and I will be back soon."

Takahashi Riko ran away, and the other children stood not far away and pointed. For more than a year, Ai Fei has become a mythical figure among the residents of Ueno District. His comics, his entrepreneurial journey, and his journey of making a fortune have been talked about, but few people can communicate with him face to face. It’s not that he is so noble, but the time is too tight. He goes home every day when it’s dark and leaves just as dawn. Even Ai Yukiko, Ai Zhu Taro and his son can’t say a few words, let alone the neighbors around him?

The children also knew from the conversation between their parents or neighbors that such a person lives by their side, and they were full of curiosity and respect for him, even the car he drove home not long ago. This car is so beautiful and so grand? Even the children deeply felt that it was unique, and it was different from the cars that can be seen on the streets sometimes. If you can sit in it... that would be great!

Ai Fei waited for a while, and the girl came back. This time, she was accompanied by her father and bowed as soon as she met: "Happy New Year!"

"Uncle Takahashi, I wish you a happy new year too."

Takahashi's eyes swept over the car greedily: "Listen to the point of... Ai Jun?"

"Since the child likes it, please satisfy her. Today is the New Year. Of course, it is with your consent."

"Agree, agree!..."

Ai Fei saw it: "If possible, Uncle Takahashi can come up too."

"Ah? Can I do it too?"

The car took the father and daughter around the streets of Tokyo and returned to Ueno's doorstep. Takahashi held his daughter in his arms, sat in the passenger seat, and kept bowing his head to thank him: "I am so grateful for your care!"

"It's nothing, you don't have to be polite." Ai Fei pushed the door and got out of the car, watching Kumamoto and his daughter leave with a smile, and his mood became happy: "When you have the chance, when the weather gets better, drive to enjoy the cherry blossoms and take Miss Riko with you, okay?"

"Is it really OK? I'm so grateful to you!" Lizi lies on his father's shoulder and keeps waving his little hands at him.

Ai Fei walked into the entrance: "I'm back."

A familiar voice rang in the living room: "Are you back?"

"Eh?" Ai Fei was stunned: "Ms. Yugong... Why are you here?"

Standing in the living room and greeting him with a smile, it was his secretary Yumiya Iko! The latter was wearing a bright yellow kimono and his bright facial features showed a sweet smile to him: "Hi! I've taken the liberty to visit you, causing you trouble."

"You're welcome," no need to ask, Yumiya Jingko is here to wish her a happy new year. Sure enough, the door in the bathroom behind her was heard, and the handsome Aomiya Sumiya walked out with her father's company: "Happy New Year."

Under Yugong Jingzi's introduction, Ai Fei quickly saluted: "Oh, I wish Xiaoxun a happy new year too." He touched his body and took out a banknote worth 1,000 yuan: "I'm sorry, I didn't give you a red envelope, please accept it."

"Ah? This... I dare not act like this!" Yumiya Jingzi quickly stood up: "Thank you very much."

"Where? Please sit down." Ai Fei waved his hand and sat down first.

Yugong Jingzi looked at him with his legs stretched out: "You...?"

"Haha... Ms. Yumiya has noticed it too?" Ai Shinko's voice also sounded in the living room: "This is the most annoying thing about Xiao Ai Jun. He never sat down properly. He always did this... Ms. Yumiya, is he the same in the company?"

Yumiya Jingzi pursed her lips and laughed: "I haven't noticed it yet! In the company, everyone has their own seats."

While the few people were talking, another voice came from outside: "I'm sorry, I'm disturbing me!"

"Hi Yi!" Ai Shizuko agreed and ran over quickly: "Ah, you are..."

"My surname is Kato..., these are all colleagues from Ai Feijun's company... They came out as a presumptuous and rude."

"Where are there! Come in quickly." Ai Xiko turned around: "Xiao Ai Jun..."

"I heard it." Ai Fei had already come behind his mother and looked at it. Isn't it? It was Kato Maiichi, Fuji Takeuchi, Nishio Yoyo, and Torii Ankatsu and his group. Moreover, everyone was surrounded by family members, and you could tell at a glance that they were here to wish him a New Year.

Although he is the president of the company, he has never been so arrogant that he can think that he can make his subordinates - especially those who are much older than him in the years, he took the initiative to greet him. He was a little excited for a moment: "Come in quickly. It's too cold outside!"

"Hi! Trouble."

A large group of people flocked into the living room, which was not very big, and immediately filled the room. It was a bit difficult for even turning around and walking. Ai Fei had to put his legs away, and sat cross-legged, first lowered his head to thank him: "Thank you very much! I was originally planning to go to your house to pay New Year's greetings this afternoon or tomorrow, but now I actually asked you to come to me to pay New Year's greetings. I dare not take it."

Fuji Takeuchi smiled: "So, Ai Jun may be a very good painter and investor, but he is definitely not a mature guy."

With a word, the few people sitting there laughed, making Ai Fei a little confused: "What's wrong? Did I say something wrong?"

"No, no, no, no, you didn't say anything wrong, but you just don't understand. In the school children's club, there is a habit that every Chinese New Year, subordinates will greet the president. Of course, your suspicion and embarrassment are not unreasonable. After all, not every time you take up the position of president, you are a young man who is less than 20 years old like you."

With a word, everyone smiled again.

"That's true, who would have thought? Let's go and talk to my room. It's too crowded. Yumiya, I'm sorry, mom, please pour us tea, I want coffee."

"Hi!"

Several people sat on the ground again in his bedroom, and Ai Shinko placed the tea tray in it: "Mom, please entertain some people outside."

"Don't worry, mom understands."

When there were only a few people from the school club left in the room, Ai Fei smiled slightly: "Again, I sincerely thank you everyone. It is not for you to bring me New Year greetings in such weather, but because this can further illustrate the recognition of the company you are sitting in. This is the New Year gift I am most willing to receive."

Kato nodded: "Just as the President..."

"It's not in the company now, just call me Xiao Aijun."

"Well, as Xiao Aijun said, the sense of identity for the company is the most important, and only this sense of identity can play a role in the development of the company."

Ai Fei picked up the teapot and poured tea for several people: "Fujijun, how is the reaction of the advertising department?"

Everyone knows that in Ai Fei's heart, the advertising department has the most weight. Every time he holds a meeting in the company, he will never forget to ask. Unexpectedly, he still refuses to let it go. "Hi Yi! The work of the advertising department is going well. Since the president's order... or contract was issued, more advertising department employees are more willing to actively work hard to attract more advertisers. So far, there has been no substantial profit yet, but I think that as long as this high-spirited and upward momentum can be maintained, there will definitely be more and more customers in the advertising department."

"That's it. What I need is this spirit!" Ai Fei nodded heavily: "As long as the people in the advertising department are willing to go to attract customers, there will always be people who are willing to publish advertisements in our magazines! Oh, it seems that the 100,000 yuan year-end bonus is still very effective!"

Several people burst into laughter!

Nyu Ankang was silent for a while, and when he saw that everyone had no topics, he talked: "Mr. President, I have some doubts about the works published in the magazine next year... I have some doubts."

"What's the doubt?"

"The main thing is the issue raised by the President about the publication of the work and the communication with the author. I have contacted some more talented authors as you told me, and told them about the stories we need and the style of the comics. However, the biggest problem is that many people think that this new style of comic creation is a new thing that is not very acceptable to them, so their enthusiasm is not very high."

"How much income can Osamu Tezuka get from the school club every month?"

"Huh?" Only Takeuchi Fuji, who is in charge of financial work, can answer this question, but he was a little confused for a moment: "According to the contract we signed with him, the income he can get will not be less than 30,000 yen per month...but the specific number..."

"I don't need specific numbers." Ai Fei interrupted him: "Kato, in the first issue of the magazine next month, an exclusive interview with Osamu Tezuka, focusing on introducing his monthly income of up to tens of thousands of yuan."

"You mean, relying on this high-income author to attract more people to join?"

Ai Fei smiled and said, "It's very useful! After all, comics cannot be considered a difficult project to get started. Anyone with a hobby and talent for painting will be very easy to operate. I think many people are unwilling to join in. The first is that they have no time, the second is that they have no energy, and the third, that is, the most important thing is that they can't see how broad the prospects can be for drawing comics. As long as there is such a report, many people will know that comics can also bring them such high income. Think about it, what will happen?"

"Many people will use the brush in their hands to earn money, as the president predicted!"

"As long as the number of authors increases, we can put aside the comic-style cartoonists who are still conservative and cultivate a group of writers who belong only to us! At that time, I can easily enjoy my life of rice insects that I get for nothing!"

There was another loud laughter in the bedroom.

Ai Fei nodded and said seriously: "Gentlemen, let's work hard to achieve greater results next year!"

"Hi!"

"Okay, that's all about the matter. After a while, I'll invite everyone to have a meal in the hotel!"

"Ula!"

Mercedes-Benz stopped in front of a bungalow in Mehei District. Ai Fei pushed open the car door, then quickly walked around behind, and set up a dark figure from the car: "Oh, it's too heavy! Didn't you know he is so heavy?"

The woman who got off the passenger seat and smiled and bowed embarrassedly: "It's so rude to ask you to send him back when Xiao Xunjun is drunk."

"Don't say this! Do you want you to carry him back alone? Open the door quickly!"
To be continued...