Yoshimura Oto leaned on the back seat of the car drunk and said vaguely,

"In the past, I would drink all these wine shops until they were completely broken, but I didn't expect that I was still a little sober today."

"Oh... Thank you very much for your hard work~"

Naoyama Naoki had to comfort his friends. After all, Otomo Sang is the socialite of Shuyou, and he is indispensable in many social occasions.

I don’t like drinking with strangers, and Yitang Xiuyi is not in the company forever, so I can only continue to suffer!

"Otomosan, are you going home now?"

"Go home?" Otomo Fangcun quickly shook his head, "What are you doing when you go home?! Send me back to the company..."

"I'm so drunk, don't continue working, right?"

Naochi Naoyama sighed that Otomo San is indeed a pillar of the Kiyomo. He is like this and he still wants to work...

"It's not a job!" Yoshimura Otomo shook his head, then he complained with alcohol, "If I go back like this, the old woman will nag endlessly! He called me a bad old man... I won't go back!"

Then, as he spoke, he felt a little aggrieved:

"Naokisam, I worked hard outside and couldn't even get a cup of hot tea when I got home! Woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo w

“….”

Is this accumulating too much grievance?

Naoyama Naoki recalled Yoshimura Yuxue, who should be a kind and kind woman...Isn't it good to my husband?! Can't even drink hot tea?

No, Ototo Sang has become the president of a large company, will he actually be looked down upon by his wife?

It also reminds me that Neon's wife likes to divorce her husband when she is old and then take away her pension... Otomosan has ten years to retire!

Then I heard Otoyo Yoshimura say vaguely:

"Isn't it just that the public food cannot be paid? I'm so old! Isn't this very normal!"

“……”

Ah, Fangcun is over 50 years old... Thirty is like a wolf, forty is like a tiger, fifty...

I glanced at the driver in front of me and found that he seemed to be deaf of the matter outside the window and was determined to drive a Mercedes-Benz. It seemed that he was immune to Otomo Sang's words after drinking.

"Oh... Otomosan, I heard that there is a kind of magic oil in India that is very good for men..." Naoyama Nagayama could only comfort him, "If it really doesn't work, the American institute seems to have developed a small blue pill..."

"Really? Naoki Mulberry?"

Otaku Yoshimura squinted his eyes, not knowing whether he was drunk or awake, but said,

“If it is really, it would be great…”

“….”

.........

He sent Otosan back to the Shuyou Building, and Naoki Naoyama asked the driver to drive himself back to the Shan Sakurayuan.

After entering the door, Yotaro came over, smelled the alcohol and moved away a little, then shook his tail around Naoshan Naoki.

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"Yotaro, doesn't your tail hurt?!"

"Woof, woof, woof!"

It probably doesn't hurt ~

At this moment, Akiga came over with Xiao Xiahua in her arms:

"Summer flowers, look, papa is back!"

Then, with a sniff, Aicai smelled the wine.

"Nakisam, you didn't take me with you when you drink?!"

“…”

Akiga is a little drunk, but since he has not drunk a year since he is pregnant, he is expected to not drink it for a long time.

"I was arrested for social events today~"

Naoki Naoyama was wearing slippers and wanted to tease Xiao Xiahua, but the baby's nose wrinkled and howled at his mother...

"Ah... Hua Jiang also smelled the wine!"

Akina hurriedly hugged Xia Hua and stayed away, and stopped the little guy from crying.

"Naoki Sang, go take a shower first. Only when the smell is gone can you get close to Xiao Xiahua!"

“….”

What's the solution? Naoki Yongyama can only go upstairs to wash and take a shower...

After returning to the living room with ease, Akane asked the nanny to squeeze fresh juice to let Naoki Naoki quench his wine, and then sat slightly away from Naoki Naoki in his arms:

"Where did Naoki Sang go to drink today?"

"A private club in the Harbour District, a very secret place...decorated like an ancient palace."

“Hey~~~”

Ai Cai unexpectedly

"Is there any such place?"

"It is generally not open to the public, and it is a place where Chinese people entertain guests..."

Even though Akane is a celebrity singer, she is just a low-ranking person in the eyes of some high-ranking people. At a young age, she will naturally not be invited to visit their private clubs.

Unless you can become a singer like Mikko Skylark, who will be recognized as an artist at that time, you will be considered an artist.

It's strange, but the artistic route is basically divided into two stages, singers and singers, dancers and dancers, studios and painters, authors and writers...

At some point, there will be a qualitative change in art workers and their social status will undergo earth-shaking changes, and this has nothing to do with the money they earn.

"Haha, my Naokisang is a well-known writer, and he must be a guest of honor for the Chinese people!" Akana smiled.

"It's not because of this..."

Naoki Naoyama smiled and shook his head. He was not just taking the artistic route, he was a capitalist!

"We are going to talk about the Tokyo International Film Festival..."

"Tokyo International Film Festival...it's October 8th, right?"

"Well, the opening ceremony is about half a month left..." Naoyama Naoki said, and then suddenly remembered something, "Akina, do you want to walk the red carpet with me?"

“Red carpet?”

"Yes... many media reported that at that time, wouldn't Akane come back? It can increase a lot of popularity!"

“It’s true….”

Akana nodded, but subconsciously looked at her belly and figure, which was a little rounder than before, and she said a little twisted,

"But now, can I wear a dress?"

I looked up and down the tree of Yongshan Naoki and felt that it was not fat, but if it was a little meaty, it would be more feminine:

"Of course! If Akane feels shy, it's OK to wear a kimono."

I've been married and had children, so it's a mature woman's style to wear a kimono to attend formal occasions.

"... Actually, Naoki San also thinks I'm fat, right?"

“…Absolutely not!”
Chapter completed!