Tokyo Literary Godfather

Yoshida Kashi sighed, unscrewed the teacup, and took a sip of tea.

"I'm not trying to scare you. For a company, the impact of bad habits can be fatal." Yoshida Kashi said, "The performance of the production bureau this year is very worrying. In comparison, the performance of some production companies under the TV station is Quite eye-catching.”

""Anthropology", although it is a late-night program, has achieved a dominant position in the competition in the same time period for several consecutive months in ratings. It even surpassed TTV's old late-night program last month and ranked third in ratings. Ranking of 1. I heard that the budget of this show is not high, and the producer Yui Mizuhara has achieved the current results not long after becoming a producer, which is worthy of training. Manager Lin, this person was promoted by you. Well done."

Lin Jiaping, the director of the variety show department, breathed a sigh of relief and nodded to the director.

"One more thing..." Yoshida Kashi said, "I heard a rumor that there seems to be a new employee in our station who wrote a best-selling novel called... something..."

"'White Night Journey'." At this time, a senior leader suddenly said.

Yoshida Kaishi turned to look at him: "It seems that this is really happening. Our TV station still has such talents. Is he our contracted screenwriter?"

If it is a contracted screenwriter, according to the contract, the copyright of the novel should belong to the TV station.

"No, the author of this book is a newcomer. He did not sign a screenwriting contract. He has only been employed for half a year. And... he is the chief planner of "Anthropological Observation"." Lin Jiaping said suddenly.

He also just learned the news a few days ago. After some questioning, he found out that the author of the book was a young planner from Shuibo Productions, and it was he who came up with the main idea for "Anthropological Observation".

"Newcomer?" Yoshida Kashi tilted his head, "How old is this person?"

"Twenty-three years old, seems to have just graduated."

"What a talent..." Yoshida Kashi said with emotion, suddenly thought of something, and continued: "By the way, since this person has such outstanding creative talent, why did he only do variety show planning? Isn't the position of screenwriter more suitable for him? ?”

"I didn't know he had this expertise at the time, and he was too young after all. Even if he was a screenwriter, he wouldn't be able to serve as the main creator. He would need to start as a screenwriter assistant or apprentice." The specialist in charge of human resources said at this time, "But He should not be willing to write for others. I have also heard something about this person these days. He was an intern at a high-tech company before, and he seemed to have had some unpleasant experiences with Shinya Matsushita..."

Nobu Matsushita is also a famous screenwriter, what kind of conflict can happen to a graduate? Yoshida Kashi seemed to be interested, and sat up a little bit, looking at the executive.

The high-level executive told some things he had heard, which made the other high-level cadres frown.

"Arrogant to one's talent, this kind of attitude towards seniors is a bit... impolite, isn't it?" said a senior executive.

Isn't this the lowering of the upper? Who would like such a subordinate?

Yoshida Kaishi was silent for a moment and said: "It is not incomprehensible that talented people have more intense personalities. Now the ratings war is about to begin. If a person has the talent to write popular works, even if he is young, he may not be unable to be the main creator. screenwriter……"

Yoshida Kashi clasped the table with his knuckles: "Since you can write popular novels and produce popular variety shows, you may not be able to write popular scripts. So what if you are young? Taili spends a year every year It’s unreasonable to spend a lot of money to find talents in other companies and TV stations, but the newcomers in your own company don’t pay much attention to it.”

"Owata-kun, if you have time, please get in touch with that young man. If you can, try to stay and write scripts for Taili."

"If you can write a best-selling book, your income should be quite generous. The newcomer's salary will probably not be satisfactory, and it can be increased appropriately. If the other party's request exceeds your authority, don't reject it immediately. Talk to me first. "

Mr. Owada stood up, bowed and said, "I see."

…

"Fujiwara-kun, have you eaten?"

"Have eaten..." Kei Fujiwara raised his head and said.

"Let's eat some more. I bought some red bean rice cakes. They taste very good. Let me try them."

Kei Fujiwara looked down at the steaming red bean rice cake soup, then looked up at Yui Mizuhara, with a flattering smile on his face.

Ever since she learned that Kei Fujiwara had become a best-selling author, Yui Mizuhara began to worry that Kei Fujiwara would resign and leave them to become a full-time writer.

Japan's best-selling authors rarely have part-time jobs, and they all sit at home full-time. Outsiders also have a relatively stereotyped impression of writers. They all think that writers are the kind of pretentious people who choke out 300,000 words in two years, stop writing without inspiration, are emotionally fragile, and often go out to look for inspiration.

It is unimaginable for Japanese authors at this time to work part-time like the iron peas of later Chinese online writers who can earn more than 10,000 a day.

She was afraid that Kei Fujiwara would have a bad day, so she fired them with a resignation letter and went home to write full-time.

Kei Fujiwara undoubtedly possesses an extraordinary creative talent, and what is even more frightening is that this person has a bottomless feeling that he does not know where his talent lies. Once such a person lets him go, it is estimated that it will be difficult to find someone of the same level.

So Mizuhara Yui has been deliberately trying to please him during this period, but after all, she has no experience as a dog licker, and she doesn’t know how to win over this 23-year-old boy. She can only bring some food from time to time to express her goodwill. Can't think of any other good way. You can't use a honey trap, right?

"Uh... thank you..." Kei Fujiwara looked down at the steaming rice cake and red bean soup, which indeed looked quite tempting. During this period, Yui Mizuhara kept feeding him crazily, causing him to gain two pounds.

"Fujiwara, in fact, there is a lot of potential in the broadcasting industry. Many female anchors on Fukuyama Station are very beautiful... I will take you to the news department another day." Mizuhara Yui said with a smile.

Mizuhara Yui also knows that the career of a writer is not very profitable, so instead of using the bonus to persuade him, Mizuhara Yui uses beauty to seduce him.

How boring it is to be a writer stuck at home all day long! It’s better to work in a TV station and pick up female anchors!

Fujiwara Kei glanced sideways at her, and Mizuhara Yui's thoughts were clearly visible. He smiled and said, "Mizuhara, just say what you have to say."

Mizuhara Yui pursed her lips and finally said: "Fujiwara, I hope you stay on the stage. The success of "Anthropology" has made everyone see your talent. You are not only good at writing, but you are also very good at program production. talent!"

"Who said I was leaving?"

Mizuhara Yui was stunned, and then said happily: "No one said it, it's just that I was afraid..."

"We are comrades-in-arms, the kind in the same trench." Kei Fujiwara patted her shoulder, "I will not abandon my comrades-in-arms unless it is a last resort."

"That's good...wait, what is a last resort?"

Fujiwara Kei made a serious face: Damn, you are so sharp...

Just when Kei Fujiwara was about to continue his deception, a voice sounded not far away: "Where is Mr. Kei Fujiwara? The chief planner of "Anthropological Observation"?"

Taro Nishimura looked at the man in front of him, his mouth slightly open. He recognized this man, who seemed to be a high-level executive at Fukuyamadai, so he turned and pointed at Kei Fujiwara.