enjoyebooks Chapter 1 Agent System
Chapter 1 Agent System
Nakajima Office, 1-chome, Nishi-Ikebukuro, Toshima-ku, Tokyo.
summer.
"Hey, is this the place that recruits artists?"
A barbed female voice rang out in the office.
Nakajima Hiroshi looked up in surprise.
Ma's taking a lunch break, I shouldn't have had any interviews scheduled...
His brows furrowed involuntarily as his gaze fell upon the girl leaning against the doorway.
This child's attire doesn't look like that of someone looking for a job at all.
A cropped tank top printed with swear words, denim shorts with frayed edges, and on her slender feet, a pair of dirty platform sandals.
She's obviously a delinquent girl who popped out of some internet cafe.
However, the foundation is indeed quite good.
Nakajima Hiroshi scrutinized the girl from top to bottom with a critical gaze.
Long legs, a slim waist, and a casually gathered high ponytail—she looks slender and neat.
A few strands of sweat-dampened hair clung to her neck, making her skin appear exceptionally fair.
That small face, ruined by heavy smoky makeup, is undoubtedly the type that the camera would love.
However, the girl was clearly uncomfortable with this gaze; her shoulders tensed slightly after just a few seconds of being stared at.
She instinctively wanted to cross her arms, but she forced herself to stop.
Seeing this, Nakajima Hiroshi shook his head slightly.
"If you want to enter the entertainment industry, the first thing you can't be afraid of being looked at. The first lesson is to get used to being stared at."
After a brief pause, he delivered another blow.
"Especially men's."
Having said that, he said no more and gestured for the girl to do as she pleased.
"Who, who's afraid!"
The girl abruptly turned her face away, covering her ears which had suddenly turned red, and her tone was harsh as she spoke.
"Look, come on, look around as much as you like!"
She was clearly acting out of spite, spreading her arms to the sides, revealing her slender waist to him without any cover.
"The momentum is passable."
Nakajima Hiroshi nodded slightly and pointed to the folding chair opposite him: "Sit."
The girl glanced at the chair, grabbed it, and threw herself onto it without any hesitation.
As soon as he sat down, he habitually kicked off his slippers, seemingly intending to put his feet on the edge of the chair.
Clearly, this is a habit picked up while working in internet cafes.
However, just as her little foot was about to touch the chair, it met Nakajima Hiroshi's calm gaze.
The movement froze in mid-air for a moment.
She pursed her lips, stiffly reached for her shoes, and her delicate toes unconsciously curled up a little.
awkward.
However, the girl quickly found a way to turn the tide.
She swept her gaze quickly across the cramped office and gave a deliberately forceful snort.
"Your house doesn't look very big. Is it really a place that can support an artist?"
It's like this gives you support.
The words were harsh, but they were true.
This rented room, cramped and less than 20 square meters, was indeed too shabby to serve as a real estate agent's base.
There was nothing Nakajima Hiroshi could do.
He has only been here for six days.
The experience I had in running a live streaming company in my previous life was almost useless in this place.
If it weren't for awakening that "agent system," I probably wouldn't even be able to establish a legal identity now.
This small house was rented temporarily using the start-up funds provided by the system.
In addition, he also has an apartment in Shimokitazawa, which he can use at his leisure.
As for why I say "for the time being"...
Because at the edge of my field of vision, there was a cold countdown flashing blue.
"Newcomer Task: Find a qualified candidate. (12 hours and 47 minutes remaining)"
"Success Reward: Activate the agent system, share artist attributes, and extend venue usage rights for 15 days."
"Failure penalty: All initial resources will be reclaimed, and the system will be unbound."
Nakajima Hiroshi must sign a promising player who meets his standards before the countdown reaches zero, otherwise he will become an unregistered individual with an extremely difficult life.
If we're unlucky, we might starve to death here.
So, despite Nakajima Hiroshi's apparent composure, he actually doesn't have much time left.
If the system hadn't set the interview standards, he wouldn't even want to fail the staring test.
Therefore, even with this prickly and obviously clueless young woman in front of him, he had to patiently talk to her.
"This is just an interview venue."
Nakajima Hiro remained calm and composed as he responded to the girl's questions.
"If you can prove your worth, a better environment and resources will naturally not be a problem."
That's utter nonsense.
Given the current situation, he might not even be able to keep those twenty square meters.
However, having managed quite a few streamers before, he was quite adept at making empty promises.
"That's more like it."
The girl spoke with the sweet scent of strawberry-flavored e-cigarettes.
She deliberately lowered her voice to a hoarse tone, trying to create a sense of maturity that wasn't actually there.
"How much can you give me this month?"
"And, is it covered?"
Hiroshi Nakajima felt a slight throbbing in his temples.
This child clearly knows nothing about the entertainment industry.
In fact, most companies start recruiting new employees as "candidates".
This position usually doesn't pay much, only a pitifully small allowance.
Even in more generous places, they only give 30,000 to 50,000 yen per month.
In Tokyo, that little money is barely enough to survive; it's better than nothing.
In addition, if accommodation is included, the cost of food and lodging will usually be deducted, and in some places the newlyweds will have to pay for it themselves.
However, let's check its condition first.
If you really have talent in this industry, you can make money faster than you imagine.
Treatment is a matter for later.
Nakajima Hiroshi pondered for a moment, then guided him.
"The specific compensation depends on your qualifications."
"condition?"
The girl's brows furrowed immediately, her voice betraying her wariness: "Didn't you already see that?"
"What else would you like to see?"
"I'm warning you, if you go too far, I'm leaving right now!"
After saying that, she looked wary, her body tensed up, and she stared intently at Nakajima Hiroshi as if she might run away at any moment.
Ok……
To be fair, this man is not bad looking.
With strong features and a slender figure, he is indeed a very classy and handsome man.
However, the young woman knew exactly how much clothing she was wearing; if she revealed any more...
The rumors about unscrupulous talent agencies flooded the girl's mind instantly, quickly becoming clear and specific.
that……
No, absolutely not!
The girl was worried that things were going to get really bad.
Nakajima Hiroshi met her wary gaze, his temples throbbing slightly.
This kid doesn't seem like he's cut out to be an entertainer at all.
Arrogance, sensitivity, ignorance, lack of discipline... she has almost stepped on every major taboo in this industry.
They even lack the most basic respect for the industry.
However, time is running out, and every possibility must be pursued.
Besides, with its shabby appearance, it really can't retain any good people.
Let's make do with this.
"Name."
He said no more and pushed a resume across the table.
"Asuka."
The girl casually took the form but did not fill it out immediately.
"Let's get this straight: can you actually cover it?"
As she spoke, she glanced once more at the shabby office.
More than any dream of becoming an artist, this kid is clearly more concerned about where he'll sleep tonight.
Nakajima Hiroshi's brow furrowed even more.
This Asuka clearly has absolutely no understanding of the business model.
Or perhaps they have very little work experience and can't even muster the most basic interview posture.
"As I said, compensation depends on the conditions."
He tapped the table lightly.
"Fill out the resume first."
Asuka bit her lower lip, grabbed her pen with some impatience, and plunged the pen tip into the paper.
...His handwriting was also a complete mess.
It wasn't that Nakajima Hiroshi was insistent on being formal; the main problem was that without a resume, he couldn't determine if the child met the system's requirements.
These candidates aren't people you can just grab off the street and fool.
They require a comprehensive evaluation of appearance, physique, and talent, and only those who reach a certain level can be signed.
To be honest, Nakajima Hiro didn't have high hopes for Asuka Karen.
Aside from her good looks, she has almost all flaws.
Personality, cognition... judging from those few words, one's cultural level is probably a complete mess.
Unless you have extraordinary talent, you really don't have much of a chance.
Sure enough, the moment she put pen to paper, a few lines of icy blue text quietly appeared beside her face.
"Basic data entry in progress..."
Name: Asuka Honoka
Height: 168cm
"Weight: 48kg"
Measurements: B85, W60, H88
Talents: Guitar (amateur), Singing (amateur)
Experience attempts: 0
"Contract signing and evaluation in progress..."
Image score: 39/40
Talent score: 2/40
Obedience score: 1/20
Total: 42 points
At the very bottom of all the blue text, a pale red warning light flickers on and off.
"Did not meet the minimum signing standard (60 points)"