Tokyo Literary Godfather

Araki Kiko's discussion has increased during this period, and the producers of major programs have the most sensitive perception of direction, so Araki Kiko received three program invitations in just two days.

Kiko Araki agreed to all the invitations at once, intending to fill up her schedule. Now that she wants to return to the audience's sight, it is necessary to brush her face a lot.

And she plans to change her personality in the audience's mind. She used to be "foolish", right?

It won't work if she doesn't change. Araki Kiko is indeed no match for pretending to be stupid... the other party may be serious.

She just hopes that this storm will be more violent or last longer.

She has resentment towards Kei Fujiwara in her heart, because she knows that Mizuhara Yui is soft-hearted, even if she is let go, as long as the follow-up sells more poorly, there may be opportunities for cooperation.

But this Kei Fujiwara has a much tougher heart. With him making up his mind behind his back, Mizuhara Yui's bitter tricks are useless at all, even if he dances in Tokyo Bay in front of him, the other party will not blink.

So of course she was very happy to see Kei Fujiwara unlucky. Although she knew that this incident would not shake his status, it was nice to be able to disgust him.

Moreover, this incident also involved Aoi Kono, which made her so happy that she wanted to sing a song.

Letting the fire burn on Kono Aoi was also her initial plan, and later she also made moves behind her back, but it was unexpected that things went so smoothly.

But...Kono Aoi is now a popular artist in the company after all, and suddenly there is inexplicable negative news on her body, which destroys her image of a pure girl. Ms. Fukuyama must be a little unhappy.

Thinking about it, Kiko Araki took out a beautiful box from her bag and walked towards Etsuko Fukuyama's office.

Her little trick was okay to fool other people, but she knew that she couldn't hide it from Etsuko Fukuyama, a person who had been in the entertainment industry for many years. His little thoughts must be clearly visible in front of this woman.

After the incident, Miss Fukuyama never came to see her. No rebuke, no anger, just as if the thing didn't exist. This made Araki Kiko a little uneasy, feeling that this woman was like a volcano that might erupt at any time.

Kiko Araki decided to go find her in person to let Etsuko Fukuyama know that this company is not just about Aoi Kono who has no ambition and thinks about food all day long, but she can also make money! And she is more willing to sacrifice herself for her career than she is!

Kiko Araki stood in front of Etsuko Fukuyama's office, took a deep breath, and knocked on the office door. Etsuko Fukuyama's voice came from inside: "Come in."

Kiko Araki walked in, only to find that there were two people in the office. They were two deputy chiefs from different departments in the company, and they all looked at her.

Kiko Araki held the gift box in her hand, feeling a little embarrassed for a moment, "I'm sorry, Miss Fukuyama, I didn't know that you had something to discuss with the senior management."

Etsuko Fukuyama and the two deputy commanders looked at each other and asked, "Kiko, what's the matter?"

She glanced at the gift box in Kiko Araki's hand, "What is this?"

Araki Kiko quickly said: "They are some snacks made by myself. They are not expensive things. I want you to try them."

With that said, she quickly put the gift box on the table, "Then I'll leave first."

After closing the office door, Etsuko Fukuyama opened the gift box. Inside the box were individually wrapped daifuku. A deputy chief came up to take a look: "They look delicious."

Fukuyama Etsuko smiled and said, "You two, you're welcome, just have tea."

The two deputy commanders smiled and each took one, ate it, and their lips were instantly covered with white powder.

"This is delicious. I didn't expect Kiko Araki to be good at cooking."

"I heard that she was originally a student at a chef school. Because of her good image, she took a photo of the school's promotional poster, and was discovered by a talent scout." Etsuko Fukuyama said.

"I see." A deputy commander said lazily, "Since she is so good at cooking, why did she choose to be an entertainer? Anyway, she has made a lot of money, so she can just go back to being a chef. A beautiful woman who once worked as an entertainer Chef, what a fancy name, business will be booming in Tokyo."

"Boy, have you decided?" Fukuyama Etsuko asked.

"Well, I'll do as you say." The man said while drinking bitter tea. "The company recently plans to win an important role for Kono Aoi in a Taiga drama. Academics still pay more attention to the actor's current reputation. This matter is still It’s better to resolve it as early as possible.”

"This Araki Kiko has a quick mind." Another person said, "But people who have too much mind can also attract people's disgust. It's time for the dirty information that the company spent money to buy to protect her. …”

As he spoke, he swallowed the Dafu in his hand.

Amid the turmoil, new episodes of "Homeless Kids" and "Gemini Detective" were aired.

The ratings of "Homeless Child" reached 28.1, and the ratings of "Gemini Detective" reached 28.0.

The ratings of "Homeless Kids" still increased, but the increase was lower than the crew expected. Although this kind of thing is considered normal, even if there is no so-called negative news, such a result may occur.

But Kei Fujiwara can't control that much, he has a fire in his heart, and the fire is getting hotter and hotter. Blame it all on your competitors.

…

Shinya Matsushita was wearing pajamas, sitting on the sofa, eating grilled oranges, and was in a good mood.

In fact, he has wanted to do this for a long time. For a long time, Kei Fujiwara has been like a knot in his heart. Whenever he saw this guy flourishing in the broadcasting and literary circles, and each of his works achieving extraordinary results, he felt as uncomfortable as drinking a bottle of sulfuric acid.

But he also knew that it would be difficult for him to launch such a large-scale smear campaign on his own, and the other party was also the main screenwriter of a TV station. But if there is a media group with the size of a TV station standing behind you, the situation is different. At this time, his revenge on Kei Fujiwara is no longer a personal grudge, but a competition between the two crews.

As long as Kei Fujiwara can be disgusted, Shinya Matsushita will be happy. It doesn't matter, this is just the beginning. Scandals like this will appear frequently in the future, letting you know who has the final say in the broadcast industry...

Just as he was thinking about it, the phone rang suddenly. Shinya Matsushita picked up the phone and said, "Matsushita, who is it?"

"Is this Mr. Shinya Matsushita? I haven't heard from you for a long time." A young man's voice came from the other end of the phone. It sounded familiar, but I couldn't remember who it was for the moment.

"Excuse me, who are you?" Shinya Matsushita lowered the sound of the TV.

"You are so noble and forgetful that you don't even remember my voice." Laughter came from the other end of the receiver, "I am Kei Fujiwara."

Matsushita Shinya almost fell off the sofa. He quickly sat down with his butt facing in, swallowed his saliva, and asked tentatively: "Are you really Kei Fujiwara? Isn't this a prank?"

"No way. You said you wanted to take me on as your disciple before, do you still remember?"

"Remember, remember..." Shinya Matsushita felt pleasantly surprised that this arrogant boy actually called me in person. Why? Could it be that during this period of time, I was beaten and started to reflect, and I realized that if I want to be successful in the broadcasting industry, I don’t just have talent, but I also need to have a good relationship with my seniors?

"What's the matter with you?" Shinya Matsushita asked deliberately.

"There's nothing special. Would you like to turn on the TV now?"

"TV? Um..." Shinya Matsushita held the remote control in his hand, "It's convenient, what's wrong?"

"Please turn the channel to Fukuyama Station. It should start in a moment."

"Beep beep..."

After saying that, Kei Fujiwara hung up.

"Fukuyama Terrace..." Matsushita Shinya frowned, picked up the remote control and subconsciously dialed the buttons. The moment it jumped to Fukuyama Terrace, he had a bad feeling in his heart.

A familiar face appeared on the TV screen. It was none other than his former disciple, Miura Fuyube.

Matsushita Shinya's face suddenly turned pale.