After Big Dipper went to jail, Geno Yoshio's orders could only be described as unscrupulous.
As long as the story script was to his liking, he would not reject it and accept it all. It did not matter if the price was a little lower. Of course, it would be better if the price was a little higher.
Well, although it was a good thing to take on more business, taking on too many at once would not guarantee the quality.
San Lang had also reacted to him many times, but he still did what he wanted.
According to Geno Yoshio,"In business, you have to strike while the iron is hot. Otherwise, who will remember you after this period of time? Moreover, according to San Lang's standard, even if he was just fooling around, it would still be a pleasant surprise. I, Gen Yoshio, am not ashamed to say that even if other mangaka drew seriously, they would not be as effective as Saburo's deception.”
Therefore, when the deadline for this month's draft was approaching, but Saburo's progress was still stuck at the outline draft, Geno Yoshio panicked.
"San Lang, you just, you just casually draw! You don't have to be so serious. Even if you're just half-hearted, you've left others behind a few times.”Yuan Yoshio came to Saburo's studio and persuaded him tirelessly.
"No." Akitsu Saburo was so focused on the sketches that he did not even raise his head. He rejected Geno Yoshio's request to lower the standard of the drawing.
"San Lang, but we're almost due for the manuscript! At this rate, we won't just be opening one magazine, but at least three!”Yuan Yoshio was a little anxious as he paced around Saburo.
Although Geno Yoshio was also a painter, Akitsu Saburo always complained that his painting was not good enough. Every time, he had to spend a lot of time perfecting Geno Yoshio's painting. It was not as good as his left hand.
As a result, Minamoto Yoshio gradually stopped being a painter in the company. Instead, he focused on being the boss of the company. Receiving guests, contacting partners, supervising work, and so on were all his jobs. When it came to painting, he could only be anxious.
"Who asked you to take so many jobs back then? You know that I value pictures the most, and I draw slowly, but you still accept so many requests from magazines. Now that the deadline is almost up, who can you blame?”Akitsu Saburo said as he continued to draw the line unhurriedly, as if it had nothing to do with him.
" I," Minamoto Yoshio was at a loss for words, not knowing how to respond.
For some reason, Qiu Jin was usually such a gentle person, but when she was drawing, she was often impatient and straightforward. Not only did it make people angry, but it also made people unable to refute. They always choked on one sentence.
Yuan Yoshio could only continue to beg him,""San Lang, it's okay. Can you not be so strict with the scene just once? Let's just talk about quantity and not quality for once, okay?”
"No, if there's one, there'll be two. Besides, I won't give up my standards.”
"You, you stubborn brain!" Facing this stubborn person, Yuan Yoshio suddenly felt a little angry.
"Your picture quality is already one of the best in the country! I really don't understand what you're still pursuing! Couldn't he lower his expectations a little? This way, you'll be more relaxed. Why can't you?”
"Yixiong, let me ask you. Do you still remember the agreement we made when we established the company?”Compared to Minamoto Yoshio's anger, Akitsu Saburo appeared very calm. He raised his head from the sketch and stared into Geno Yoshio's eyes as he asked seriously.
Ah, here it comes again, this question again. Minamoto Yoshio thought tiredly.
The two of them had discussed this issue many times before. Every time they talked about it, Third Langjun would pressure him with his so-called dream.
How much did he believe his words about changing the current situation of Japanese animation? Even now, he still moved out tirelessly? Who was he talking to? A primary school student?
"Why? How would I know why? I don't care why you are doing this. I'm doing this for money, to earn big money! Think carefully, am I the boss or are you the boss! You listen to me or I listen to you!" Minamoto Yoshio looked at Akitsu Saburo's indifferent and serious expression and suddenly increased his volume, as if he wanted to use his volume to intimidate him.
"Yixiong Jun, is this what you really mean?”Akitsu Saburo asked.
Actually, he had always had a feeling that Genichi Yoshio had changed.
Ever since the company was established, he had become a money-grubber. Everything he did was to maximize his profits. Although this was understandable in the business world, Akitsu Saburo did not accept it.
"Yes, this is what I mean! I just want to earn money! The rise of comics and cartoons was not important!”Yuan Yoshio crossed his arms in front of his chest and said angrily.
He didn't understand. It was just a small request. Why couldn't Third Langjun do it?
"Since that's the case, then Yixiong Jun should go find other painters.”As San Lang spoke, he took off his dust-proof bib, put down the pen in his hand, and strode out without even washing his hands.
"Fine!" Gen Yoshio shouted at Saburo's back. He didn't believe that without San Lang, he wouldn't be able to create a work!
"Quarreled?"
After Akita Saburo left, Morita walked into the studio. In fact, he had been standing at the door the whole time and had witnessed the entire process of their argument.
"What are you arguing about? It's just that he doesn't listen to me. At worst, I'll find someone else!" Yuan Yoshio was still fuming.
"It's not that I want to criticize you, Yoshio-kun, but you've been too eager for quick success recently.”Morita sat down next to him and patted him on the shoulder.
"I've fought hard in the market before. Your mentality is indeed easy to appear when you've achieved a little success. How should I put it? To use the words we often say, you're floating, do you understand? This little bit of success would make you start to be dumbfounded, making you think that you were extremely powerful, but it would make you forget that the reason why you could have your current achievements was not just because of yourself.”
"Think about it, Yixiong. Didn't you say those words when you dragged me out of the dark convenience store? Isn't that the dream you're abandoning now?”
"Yixiong, in just a few short months, you managed a company that was on the verge of bankruptcy to this extent. This has already proved your ability. Now that we have our own savings, it's time for us to chase our dreams!”
At this moment, Yuan Yoshio had already calmed down.
He thought about Morita's words. He was indeed too impatient.
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