From White Box To Supervision

The next day, Luochen Cafe, with a very literary name, is located not far from Musashino in Tokyo.

However, there were not many people, but it was on the opposite side.

It turned out to be a maid cafe, and cute girls in maid outfits were handing out flyers at the door, speaking extremely seductive and sweet voices.

"Hello, master, do you want to come in and experience it? Our maids will serve you wholeheartedly."

"Ah, okay... okay, okay." A boy smiled blankly and was pulled in.

It wasn't the only one, he kept pulling the boys who passed by to enter.

"Ah, **** it, **** it, how can it be repaired, how did you guys fall for it so easily for so long!" The owner of Luochen Cafe, Murayama Daiyou, stood in front of his shop, looking angrily as his customers were constantly being robbed by the other side. Go, hate in my heart, hate very much.

"Isn't it just to let the waiter wear a little maid outfit? With a sweeter figure, how can it be so easy to attract these young boys, is the new generation so indecisive?" Murayama Taiyou felt envious, looking at the other side, in his heart Said: "I want to experience it too."

"The opposite is my nemesis, how could I have such an idea? If I don't go, I must not go." Murayama Daiyu took another look at the figure of the girl in the maid costume opposite.

"Tsk tsk, it's so white, wow." Murayama Dayou almost didn't have a Harazi, and he couldn't help thinking: "If I also wear a maid outfit to attract customers, will there be more people?"

But in an instant, he wanted to slap himself, looked at the fat on his stomach, and looked at his gender, feeling a little chilly in his heart.

"Sure enough, I'm crazy, how could I have such a bizarre idea!"

......

At this moment, a white car drove over and slowly parked in a parking space on the facade. The speed was slow, very slow. At first glance, it was a novice.

"There's a guest here!" Murayama's right eye lit up and he hurried up.

"Hello, I'm the owner of Luochen Coffee Shop, would you like to come to the shop for a cup of coffee!" Murayama Daiyu smiled brightly, and at the same time his body quietly blocked the maid outfit behind him.

Although it was a bit pricey to go up to sell as a boss, but now the world is down, there is nothing you can do! He was afraid that this difficult guest would be attracted by the other side. He was also a male, and the opposite side had lethal nuclear weapons! Even I can't help myself...cough!

Zhang Beichuan took out a bag from the car and nodded: "Well, okay, someone should have made an appointment before."

He only came this time because he came to meet Yuuki Fujimori and her editor-in-chief.

Murayama was overjoyed: "Yes, please come in."

Walking in, Zhang Beichuan looked at it. Inside the house, the decoration here is very good, elegant and quiet. Everywhere can be seen with care. At the same time, there is a piano in the front, but no one is playing here. However, after Murayama Dayou came in, he immediately played a piece of music. The sound was not too loud or too small, which was very suitable for people to be comfortable and relaxed.

"Very cool cafe!" Zhang Beichuan commented.

Zhang Beichuan chose a place near the window. If a writer saw it, he would definitely describe the current scene with beautiful literary sentences.

He chose a position close to the window. Through the clear and transparent window, he lazily saw people in a hurry outside, but he was not disturbed by the noise of the world. Soothing music relaxed his inner state of mind.

Unfortunately...

Zhang Beichuan is a vulgar person, a vulgar person, who chooses to sit by the window simply because it is...close!

No other idea!

"Would you like some coffee?" Murayama asked.

"Uh... I'm still waiting for someone. Let's talk when everyone is together."

"OK."

......

After waiting for a while, the door was opened with a ding bell. Zhang Beichuan saw Yuuki Fujimori and a bald man approaching. The bald man should be her editor-in-chief Yuta Ikeda!

"Hello, editor Fujimori, and editor-in-chief Ikeda." Zhang Beichuan stood up and said hello.

"You are Teacher Beichuan!" Ikeda Yuta smiled and shook hands with Zhang Beichuan.

"I've really admired the name for a long time. I didn't expect Teacher Beichuan to be so young."

"Where, where, I would like to thank your company for taking care of me before."

When the two met, it was a simple exchange of greetings. Generally speaking, it was a business exchange in one sentence. Generally speaking, the atmosphere was relatively good.

At this time, Murayama Daiyou is also very suitable to bring in the coffee

But after a long time, Zhang Beichuan couldn't help but say, "I wonder if editor-in-chief Ikeda asked me out for something?"

Yuta Ikeda did not answer Zhang Beichuan's question, but instead asked, "Mr. Beichuan, what do you think of our Sifang Library?"

"The look and feel is naturally very good. Many of the illustrations I received at that time were provided by your company."

"That's good." Ikeda Yuta said with a smile: "I wonder if Mr. Beichuan can become a full-time illustrator of our Sifang Library?"

Although Sifang Bunko is a light novel library, it is also possible to sign up with potential illustrators.

"A full-time illustrator?" Zhang Beichuan was taken aback for a moment, but then he shook his head: "I'm sorry, editor-in-chief Ikeda~www.wuxiamtl.com~ I have already told editor Fujimori, because my company is busy and will not be available for a while. I plan to draw illustrations."

Yuta Ikeda was taken aback for a moment. He hasn't heard Yuuki Fujimori say it yet? This disrupted his rhythm, but after thinking about it carefully, he hurriedly said: "Mr. Beichuan, you probably don't know, because the illustration you drew last time has gained a lot of popularity. In addition, the promotion of our Sifang Library has the opportunity to become a first-line illustrator, why would you give up?"

"It's not that I gave up, it's just that I don't plan to paint for a while. I also said that because the company has been busy with business recently."

Yuta Ikeda is really curious about what kind of fairy company Zhang Beichuan said is the busy company! To pass up such an opportunity.

"Well, Mr. Beichuan, since I don't plan to paint during this time, how long will it be?" Ikeda Yuta asked.

"I don't know." Zhang Beichuan answered truthfully.

He really didn't know that if Musashino's workload was relaxed, maybe he could consider painting, but according to the current workload, it is almost impossible. If he insisted on painting, it is not impossible, but seeing Yuta Ikeda's poor hair volume, My heart shuddered.

Bald? It doesn't exist!

After careful consideration, Yuta Ikeda gritted his teeth: "Mr. Beichuan, let's be honest, it was Mr. Kima from our library who saw your illustrations and insisted on inviting you to create illustrations for his new works. Please help us once. , we will buy it at the price of a first-line illustration, please."

Zhang Beichuan insisted not to paint. As the editor-in-chief, he could of course change to another person, but the problem lies with Teacher Guima.

"Editor-in-chief Ikeda, I'm sorry..." Zhang Beichuan finally shook his head and refused.

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