On the shaking subway carriage, Qingshuiche leaned against the wall, looking boredly at the weekly Wenchun poster hanging in the air.

Discussions about earthquakes temporarily replaced the gossip news on weekdays, and various discussions seemed to have finally found an outlet that could pour out.

However, the people around him had no intention of glance at that side at all, but focused their attention on the phone or thing in front of him, as if they were discussing something from another world. After a careful look, Shimizu Tetsu also withdrew his gaze and observed the passengers around him, looking for images worth recording.

As we approached the Kitasando Station, the train began to slow down.

Being wrapped around, walking out of the station, hitting the oncoming crowd, and finally getting out of it, Shimizu Tsuki noticed that the irregular sky cut by the wires had been stained with thin twilight.

Looking back, Kishida Masaaki also squeezed out.

"Kishada Sang, have you told the president about the new book?"

"I said that I asked you to come here today for this," he wiped the sweat off his forehead, took off his blazer and put it on his shoulders, "Let's go."

"good".

Against the abortion of people gathered by office workers, Shimizu Tetsu followed Kishida Masaaki for two minutes and saw the white building that was already very familiar to the one.

The first floor coffee shop is still lively, with bright glass doors closed and closed, and the lights on the top seem to be stained with this vitality, pushing the dim Chinese characters "Zhashi Study Room" to a higher place where no one cares.

Without stopping, the two of them went around the side of the building and climbed to the second floor along the trampled smooth cement staircase.

Using the key to open the closed door, Kishida Masaki walked in, and Kishimizu Tetsu followed behind.

After get off work, the office was already empty, with more than a dozen tables with computers and various materials standing quietly, and the rooms for meetings and meetings were also covered in shadows. Only the door of the president's office at the end was empty, and a faint sound floated out along the lights.

"…President, compared with the sales and profits of last year... last year, too..."

"Oh, this number is not profitable."

"Yes... Specifically for business, the publisher's income includes magazines and book publishing. The overall situation of the magazine is pretty good, mainly in the book publishing..."

Kishimizu Tetsu wanted to continue listening, but Kishida Masaaki had already brought him to the door. The people inside obviously noticed it.

"Suzuki, let's get here today."

"OK".

The door was pushed open from inside, and Shimizu Tetsu recognized that it was Suzuki Taku, who was in charge of finance in the publishing house. Both sides nodded slightly and said hello.

When he left, the two knocked on the door and went in. Shimizu Tetsu finally saw the person he wanted to visit on this trip. The president of the publisher, Misaki Hayakashi.

"Oh, Kishida and Kishimizu-kun, please sit down."

Sitting down on the chair with Kishida Masaaki, Kishimizu Tetsu looked at the old man behind the wooden table. He took off his reading glasses and pressed on the report he had just read, his tone was a bit warm and unique to an older person, "How is Kimizu Jun's signing party today?"

"It's similar to the previous few times, I probably sold this number." Kishida made a gesture.

"It's very good in terms of the sales of new writers now." Hayami Katsu leaned on the back of the chair and nodded slightly.

In fact, as a little-known newcomer, Shimizu Tetsuya feels it is rare to have someone buy his own books. As for sales, although the higher the better, the better, he doesn't want to force anything.

He nodded in an echo, and he expressed his purpose for this trip: "Hamisan, I want to trouble you about the next book..."

"Kishida told me that you are planning to write a book related to dictionary editing, so you want to go to a publishing house with a dictionary department to train in?"

"Yes"

"I've agreed on this matter with Kotanshe. Find some time and let Kishida take you there."

Unlike Hayami Study Room, which is curled up in the cafe, Kotanshe is one of the top major companies in the Japanese publishing industry, which naturally can support a dictionary editorial department that has no profit at first glance.

But it was a bit beyond Kimizuto's expectation that Hayami-Saki was able to handle the relationship there. But now is not the time to explore the reasons behind it.

"Please trouble you..."

"President, why would you let me go?"

The words of thanks were interrupted. Shimizu Tetsu turned his eyes and found Kishida next to him leaning out of his body with his handrail, his face full of surprise.

"You are the editor of Kiyomizu-kun, and you are familiar with Kotanshe in the publishing house, so there is no one else except you."

"You won't... forget it."

The words were about to come to his mouth, but Kishida Masaaki gave up his intention of refuting, let go of his hands, and made a muffled sound when he landed on the chair, his arms wrapped around his chest, and his legs were shaking unpatiently.

Hayami Katsu obviously had expected his appearance, and he didn't pay much attention to it and mentioned something else.

"Speaking of this, we also had our own dictionary editorial department in the early years. At that time..." He paused, as if he realized something, "Sorry, when I reach my age, it's easy to remember what happened before. By the way, Kiyomizu-kun, I remember you are still a college student, right?"

"Yes, Waseda Literature Department, it will be the second year after school starts."

"Oh? At that time..."

"I try to find the time when there is no class."

"I'd better tell the story to Kangtanshe again. Also, although it's an intern, it should also allow you to participate in some work, right?"

"Yes." Shimizu Tetsuki immediately agreed. For the material, it is more profound to actually participate in the experience of gaining it than simply observing it.

"If you have wages, you will be paid to you according to the standards of ordinary trainees."

"Thank you."

Hayami Katsu nodded slowly, and after a few seconds, he saw no one speak, "If there is nothing else, go back."

After saying goodbye, I went down the side steps. The cafe behind the glass became a little brighter, and the sky was only a quiet dark blue.

Standing by the roadside, Kishimizu Tetsu noticed that Kishida Masaki seemed to be impatient, and pulled out a cigarette from his pocket, clamped it between his fingers, lit it with one hand, took a hard breath before turning to this side.

"Hey, you really found me a great job."

“So what’s the problem?”

Want to ask for something.

"Nothing," he blew the cigarette butt, "You come to the publishing house next Monday morning, and I'll take you there."

"Not next Monday, I plan to move that day."

"Moving? Then contact me when you want to go," Kishida stepped on the cigarette butts and turned up the stairs. "As long as it's a weekday, you'll do whatever you want."
Chapter completed!