The next day, early in the morning.

Tamura got up in her comfortable bed, dispelled the hazy sleepiness, lifted the silk quilt, and exposed her perfect body to the air.

The clothes I was going to wear today were neatly arranged in the cloakroom last night.

As she was impressed, she walked out of the room in perfect shape within half an hour.

Her house is a traditional Japanese-style villa, and the difference from a one-family villa is that it has a beautiful garden.

In the restaurant on the first floor, the main seat is her father, Shoichi Tamura.

Some people say that Tamura Kiriko's indifference stems from her father, and this is somewhat grounded.

Tamura is over fifty a year, with a straight suit, sharp eyes, and a face that is always calm.

Where he is, the atmosphere is always oppressive.

The people who are used to it at the table are still cautious.

"Remember."

The woman in the kimono on Shoichi's right hand is a few years older than Kiko, but she is her stepmother.

She looks beautiful, and I heard that she used to be an idol, and she wears a kimono at home, and she tries to show elegance and everyone's demeanor.

Jizi reacted coldly and nodded lightly in response.

"Do you treat your mother like that?" Shoichi Tamura's voice was low.

Mother?

Tamura's eyebrows were raised, and there was an unusual anger in her eyes.

Her mother had long since died, and she was left without a mother.

"Don't worry, don't worry."

The woman didn't care, and spoke as if she was defending the record.

At this moment, there was the sound of footsteps on the stairs.

A boy of about seven or eight years old followed a boy of sixteen or seventeen years old, both of whom were wearing school uniforms.

The boy has long brown hair and fashion pendants can be seen everywhere on his body.

"Sister, father."

The boy pulled out a chair and sat down, screaming in turn, ignoring the kimono woman.

Masao Tamura, the younger brother of Kiko.

The boy ran to the kimono woman, called his mother passionately, and then looked cautiously at the head of the family.

"Father, this is my painting."

The boy took out a piece of drawing paper from his bag.

Tamura Masaichi had a puzzled look in his eyes, and the kimono woman explained, "Shota's painting won the first prize at school. ”

Tamura looked at the drawing paper very seriously with a look of surprise, and the boy stood there nervously.

"Nice work." Tamura Shoichi commented.

The boy was overjoyed and smiling.

Seeing his son like this, Tamura Shoichi rarely smiled.

It's really cunning, it's because I know that my father has a dream of being a painter, so I deliberately do this. Kiko Tamura witnessed the whole process and silently drank the soup.

"Father, I can draw this too." Masao Tamura muttered beside him.

Tamura Kiko glanced at her younger brother and shook her head helplessly.

"What's the matter with your hair, didn't it make you cut it off?" Tamura took a look.

Masao Tamura put down the dishes and chopsticks and said impatiently, "I'm full." ”

With that, he ran quickly to the entrance, ignoring his angry father.

"Don't be angry, it's like that for teenagers." The woman in the kimono patted Tamura Shoichi on the chest very gently.

When Tamura Kiko finished eating, the kimono woman personally escorted her to the door.

"I've heard that the program planned by Jizi is about to start, so I'm really looking forward to it, and I'm sure it will be successful."

The kimono woman tries to get closer to her.

"Hmm."

After Tamura put on her shoes with a wooden shoehorn, she left without looking back.

The woman in the kimono stood in the doorway, smiling until her figure was gone.

……

Kuranosuke Takaenzonosuke walked out of the NMK TV building.

Unlike before, his steps have never been so brisk.

Just now, he submitted his resignation report and walked away under the stunned gaze of his colleagues.

In retrospect, it really made him feel like he was once a teenager.

Originally, Gao Yuan's plan was to wait for the naming fee to be paid and sign a contract with Chaoyue TV.

However, he felt that it was too despicable, and it didn't have the blood of a Showa man!

Burn one's ship!

Gao Yuan thought of the idioms in Chinese, and the whole person was like being beaten with chicken blood.

……

Kuroki Castle is full of high circle and Jizi's consciousness, and is sleeping at home.

Before starting work, cherish the few opportunities to sleep in now.

Until the phone woke him up.

He thought it was Tamura Kiko calling, so he hurriedly got up to answer it.

"Hey, is it Mr. No Conscience?"

The words on the other end of the phone confused him, and he was about to say that he had made a mistake, when he was shocked by a sense of crisis.

"Kiko-chan?"

"It's hard for our small town to remember my voice, obviously the place where you live can be reached by train for ten minutes, but you haven't come to eat in Tokyo for almost a month." Auntie's voice was full of resentment.

Blackwood City was embarrassed for a while, he belonged to the kind of person who didn't like to hang out.

"Kiko-chan, actually, I've always wanted to visit you, but the TV station has been too busy lately, and I just finished a program, and the next program is about to start, so I will definitely come over this weekend."

"Well, I know your address." Kiko let him go and hung up the phone.

After this out, Kuroki City didn't sleep anymore, washed his face and brushed his teeth, and went out to fill his stomach.

At 2 p.m., he and Gao Yuan met at Asatsuki TV.

"Teacher Gao Yuan resigned?" Blackwood City was very surprised, this is too unsafe, if something goes wrong today, then he is a sinner.

"Koshiro-kun, this is my personal decision, and you let me know that I have always wanted to do this."

Gao Yuan said: "Even if Asatsuki TV can't work, we can take the plan to other TV stations." ”

He has such a connection, and he is very confident in what he says.

Fortunately, there was no need to bother, and Chaoyue TV successfully signed a contract with them.

Kuroki Castle gets a signing fee of 1 million yen, and the show will have a production fee of 200,000 yen per episode.

The program is broadcast weekly, four times a month, which is equivalent to a monthly salary of 800,000 yen.

In other words, the annual salary is nearly 10 million yen?

Even in this era of economic development, it can be said that it is a high-income group.

However, just as Gao Yuan had been reluctant to resign, it was unstable.

If the ratings are not good, the program is cut, and it will immediately become zero income.

Blackwood City also wanted to inquire about whether the price was fair or not, and it turned out to be a secret.

He also doesn't know how much naming fee and production fee Gao Yuan can get.

"Let's have a big fight!" Gao Yuan is the biggest, but he is the most enthusiastic.

There is no way, Tamura Kiko is like an iceberg, and Kuroki Castle is still immersed in the joy of 1 million yen.

No more, no less, the key is to get your hands on it all at once.

It's like in a previous life, if you say that you have an annual salary of 100,000, others will think it's not much.

But if you say that you have a monthly salary of more than 10,000 yuan, it is completely different, although both are the same.

The money was not taken for nothing, and after the contract was signed, Kuroki Castle and Takadoka were taken to a conference room.

There were more than a dozen people in the conference room, all of whom were directors.

Next is the most feared part of the public introduction and mutual acquaintance of patients with social phobia.

"Hello everyone, my name is Blackwood City."