novelraw Chapter 166: Sato Tokugawa's Thoughts! Deputy Director Takada's Expression Stiffened!
Chapter 166: Sato Tokugawa's Thoughts! Deputy Director Takada's Expression Stiffened!
However, just as Nohara Hiroshi's Independent Production Department was brimming with the carnival atmosphere of victory and joy, at the other end of TV Tokyo, in the Executive Deputy Director's office, that atmosphere was like a volcano.
About to, or rather, had already erupted!
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Takada Toshihide, at this moment was like a thoroughly enraged male lion, his face at this moment even more twisted as if water could drip out.
He violently smashed the newspaper in his hand fiercely onto the mahogany desk, that massive sound, making the entire office tremble from it!
"Garbage! This is the thing you guys shot out for me?!" His roaring voice was deafening, scaring the three core members of the movie project team, Iwata Masao, Ashikaga Takashi, and Asano Takata, into a shiver!
On the newspaper, impressively printed was the pitiful first-day box office number of "Samurai of the Cherry Blossom Tree", as well as those merciless vicious film reviews below —— "The carnival of idols, the sorrow of movies", "The worst samurai film in history", "A waste of life for two hours"...
Every film review, was like a resounding slap in the face, fiercely slapping on Takada Toshihide's face that had long turned red!
"Ashikaga! Weren't you renowned to have the most gorgeous camera language?! What did I see besides those meaningless slow motions and spinning shots?! Are you shooting a movie, or shooting a music video?!" Takada Toshihide pointed at Ashikaga Takashi's nose, his spit almost spraying onto his face.
On that face of Ashikaga Takashi that ordinarily carried a bit of arrogance, at this moment only left paleness. He subconsciously stepped back half a pace, his voice trembling as he defended himself: "Deputy... Deputy Director, this... this can't all be blamed on me ah! It's... it's that guy Kamiki Shunsuke! He... he fundamentally doesn't listen to commands! Even if we properly explain the scenes to him, he also listens impatiently, we've already done our utmost extreme!"
"Exactly!" Asano Takata at the side also hurriedly chimed in echoing, on his face that always hung an amiable smile, at this moment also written full of grievance: "And Kitagawa Miyuki! She really is exactly a flower vase! Inherently doesn't understand what is called acting!"
The two were like having found a vent for their frustration, scrambling to push all the responsibilities onto those two "unexcelled in arrogance" leading actors.
However Takada Toshihide clearly didn't fall for this trick of theirs!
"Enough!" He violently slapped the table, that massive sound once again making the office tremble from it! "I ask you guys! You guys are the directors! Are the general commanders in control of the entire set! The actors don't listen, you guys just have no methods?!"
His voice sounded like he was speaking through gritted teeth:
"I said it before! I said it! I don't care what methods you guys use! I don't care how hard that pretty boy is to serve! I don't care how stupid that flower vase is! I only want one result —— A masterpiece passed down through generations, that can thoroughly crush both that old geezer, and that kid who doesn't know the immensity of heaven and earth!"
"But what about you guys?! What you guys shot out, doesn't even have the most basic narrative logic! Simply... a piece of dog shit!"
Takada Toshihide's roaring voice echoed in the office, full of despair and unwillingness.
He vented all his fury, onto these two core capable subordinates he once placed high hopes upon.
Although it was said somewhat exaggeratedly.
The actual film indeed was somewhat bad.
But, the degree of badness, fundamentally wasn't as bad as Takada Toshihide said, bad to the point of unacceptable, like dog shit.
Of course, this is when not comparing with "Seven Samurai".
If compared to other ancient costume films or samurai films, in fact "Samurai of the Cherry Blossom Tree", was shot relatively not bad.
But the problem lies here.
Exactly is, their "Samurai of the Cherry Blossom Tree", now precisely crashed head-on with Nohara Hiroshi and Kurosawa Eiji's "Seven Samurai"!
Crashed until heads were broken and blood flowing, crashed incomparably miserably!
So Ashikaga Takashi and Asano Takata were scolded until covered in dog's blood, yet couldn't refute a single word.
They knew, no matter how hard the leading actors were to serve, the ultimate responsibility, indeed fell on the heads of them, the directors.
However, just at the instant Takada Toshihide's fury slightly subsided, on Ashikaga Takashi's pale face, there added some kind of twist.
He violently turned his head, pointing the spearhead towards Iwata Masao who from beginning to end kept his head down, like a transparent person.
"Deputy Director! This... this can't all be blamed on us ah!" Ashikaga Takashi's voice carried a trace of trembling, yet also full of "righteous" accusation: "You... you don't forget! Iwata he is exactly the general director ah! It's him! It's him who made a solemn vow to guarantee to you in the beginning, that he could handle Kamiki Shunsuke and Kitagawa Miyuki! It's him! It's him who grasped the power of life and death over the entire project, all in his own hands! We... we are nothing more than two executive directors, fundamentally have no say ah!"
"Exactly!" Asano Takata also hurriedly chimed in echoing, that gaze like looking at a scapegoat: "He back then, in order to curry favor with Kamiki Shunsuke, even didn't hesitate to personally go massage and rub his legs! In order to fawn on Kitagawa Miyuki, ran in the middle of the night to buy her cosmetics! He... he is simply a lackey! He threw away all the face of our entire movie project team!"
This accusation full of the meaning of shifting the blame, like two most resounding slaps, fiercely slapped on Iwata Masao's already unbearably fragile nerves!
Iwata Masao's body violently shivered, he subconsciously raised his hand to wipe a handful of cold sweat seeping from his forehead, on that already pale face, at this moment even more devoid of any blood color, sweat sliding down his cheeks, dripping on the ground, making subtle sounds.
He wanted to refute, but also couldn't speak a single word.
Because what these two people said were all facts.
He indeed in order to for this project, in order to return to the card table, humbled himself to the dust.
But all this, he Iwata Masao, didn't he do everything according to Takada Toshihide's arrangements?
"Enough!"
Takada Toshihide snorted coldly, those icy eyes sweeping over the three, full of disappointment.
He knew these three guys, none of them wanted to truly bear the responsibility.
He slowly turned around, casting that gaze full of fury, towards Yasui Takashi and Ito Choan who similarly sat on the sofa, with heads down, seemingly wanting to shrink themselves into a ball.
"And you two!" His voice, like ice picks in the middle of winter, fiercely stabbed towards the two: "What kind of rotten idea did you guys come up with?! What 'killing with praise'?! What 'class antagonism'?! Did you guys think, using that kind of underhanded method, could strike down that kid Nohara Hiroshi?!"
Takada Toshihide pointed at those newspapers praising "Seven Samurai" on the table, trembling all over with anger!
"Now it's great! He Nohara Hiroshi, not only didn't get killed by your 'killing with praise', but instead turned your 'poison', into his own 'tonic'! Turned those vicious public opinions, into the best promotion for his 'Seven Samurai'! You two, are simply... stupid pigs!"
Yasui Takashi and Ito Choan were scolded until filled with shame, they looked at each other, and both saw a tacitly understood bitterness from each other's eyes.
They wanted to refute, but couldn't speak a single word either.
Also had no way to refute.
The "killing with praise" plan they meticulously plotted, was indeed easily resolved by that monster Nohara Hiroshi, and even utilized by him in return, turning into the best promotional "Easter egg" for "Seven Samurai".
Now, everyone praised Nohara Hiroshi to the heavens, taking his "Easter egg" as a "stroke of genius".
The two of them instead became the "clowns" in the eyes of everyone.
This massive contrast, like an invisible slap in the face, fiercely slapped on their already stiffened faces.
"I ask you guys! Who is going to bear the responsibility?!" Takada Toshihide's roar echoed in the office, full of anger.
He looked at this group of subordinates before him who shifted blame and wrangled without any sense of responsibility, that heart already full of anxiety, at this moment, was even more thoroughly submerged by a massive sense of powerlessness!
"Could it be I have to tell Chairman Sato, that our TV Tokyo, raised a group of trash who only know how to shirk responsibility?!"
Inside the office was still a patch of dead silence.
Everyone was shivering violently.
The key is, right now no one dared to open their mouth either, after all they also understood Takada Toshihide quite well.
This Executive Deputy Director, is also a leader who likes to make subordinates take the blame!
'Ring ring ring——'
Just at this instant of drawn swords and bent bows, with the atmosphere suppressed to the extreme, that black intercom phone on Takada Toshihide's desk, yet rang rapidly!
Takada Toshihide subconsciously glanced at that jumping name on the phone —— [Sato Tokugawa]!
His heart instantly sank to the bottom of the valley!
The true storm finally arrived!
He took a deep breath, trying hard to calm his violently jumping heart, and then picked up the phone.
"Hello... Chairman Sato." His voice, tried hard to maintain calmness, but still carried a trace of imperceptible trembling.
On the other end of the phone, Sato Tokugawa's voice, like the icy cold wind from hell, instantly thoroughly blew away Takada Toshihide's remaining, last trace of hope!
"Takada Toshihide! Explain clearly to me! The first-day box office of 'Samurai of the Cherry Blossom Tree', is only a mere thirty-five million yen?! You tell me, what is going on here?! Didn't you claim, this movie, is a 'masterpiece passed down through generations' sufficient to crush everything?! Didn't you claim relying on Kamiki Shunsuke's tens of millions of fans, you could squeeze the cinema until it bursts for me?!"
"Why is it trash like this now?! Making me lose all face in front of those friends of mine!"
Sato Tokugawa's roaring voice, even through the phone clearly transmitted to the ears of everyone in the office!
In that voice, was full of monstrous anger after being deceived.
"I... Chairman... you listen to my explanation..." Takada Toshihide's voice, carried a trace of obvious panic.
"Explanation?!" Sato Tokugawa's voice grew all the more icy: "I'll give you a chance to explain! Now! Immediately! Right away! Bring those three trash directors of yours! Scram to Kirin Group Headquarters for me! I want to personally ask them! Those five hundred million of my investment! Were they all fed to the dogs?!"
"Chairman... you..." Takada Toshihide still wanted to defend himself, but was mercilessly interrupted by Sato Tokugawa!
"Cut the crap! Within one hour, I want to see everyone of you, inside my office! Otherwise... Takada Toshihide, I will absolutely fight you to the bitter end! Absolutely let you know the anger after making me throw away five hundred million!"
"Beep—— Beep——"
The phone was roughly hung up.
Takada Toshihide blankly stood at the original spot, the phone in his hand, like a scorching branding iron, fiercely burning the palm of his hand.
He slowly put down the phone.
He knew this time he truly hit a snag.
He thought he controlled capital, controlled public opinion, controlled everything.
He thought he could easily, step both that kid who didn't know the immensity of heaven and earth, and that old geezer who had long reached the twilight of his heroic years, under his feet.
But he never expected in ten thousand years, his proudly counted "capital", actually would become his biggest death warrant!
He even more didn't expect, the "public opinion war" he meticulously planned, actually would be utilized in return by that kid so easily, turning into his own biggest laughing stock!
Five hundred million yen ah!
That is not a small sum!
The three hundred million investment of this film was production investment he pulled from TV Tokyo's investment bureau, and then these five hundred million from Sato Tokugawa, was exactly the promotional fees, in order to make Kamiki Shunsuke famous, in order to attack Nohara Hiroshi, the real gold and silver smashed down!
Now all capital lost!
He knew, he must give up some interests excessively, to satisfy this real estate boss who eats both black and white sides.
Even if this would make him, directly fall to a disadvantage, in this war with the Kanto Faction, but he also had no choice.
He slowly turned around, those icy eyes sweeping over those five subordinates who similarly blankly stood at their original spots, faces written full of fear.
"All heard it right?" His voice was incomparably icy: "Let's go! Iwata, Ashikaga, Asano, you three guys all follow me! To Kirin Group Headquarters!"
Although Takada Toshihide was relatively apprehensive in his heart, but he knew, relying on the face of TV Tokyo's Executive Deputy Director, he could still pacify Sato Tokugawa down.
What's more the other party definitely also didn't really mean to tear all face with himself.
Otherwise it wouldn't be just making a phone call requesting a meeting.
"I just don't know, what exactly does that greedy guy Sato Tokugawa, want?" Takada Toshihide at this time clenched his fists, the anger in his heart burning all the more, especially looking at these three directors beside him whom he originally held expectations for, right now yet shot out such a piece of garbage for him.
Even more furious to the extreme!
But thinking up to here, Takada Toshihide at this time also seemingly put his heart back into his stomach, couldn't help but slowly exhale a breath of pent up air: "Sure enough, in front of that monster-like young man, I still failed again huh?"
...
Kirin Group Headquarters, top floor private club "Kinkaku".
Here still permeated the mellow aroma of top-tier cigars and aged whiskey, every inch of carpet, every painting, was silently telling the arrogance and luxury of money.
However, at this moment in this tearoom symbolizing absolute power, Kamiki Shunsuke, this idol unparalleled in handsomeness in the eyes of tens of thousands of young girls, at this moment was kneeling on both knees.
On that meticulously groomed handsome face tears and mucus mixed together, crying like pear blossoms bathed in rain, how pitiful.
"Chairman Tokugawa! You... you must uphold justice for me ah!"
In his voice was full of grievance and unwillingness, like a Persian cat abandoned by its master, howling hoarsely: "I... I obviously already tried so hard! Also performed very handsomely in the film! So perfect! Could it be... could it be that I performed still not well enough?!"
He cried while using those trembling hands, pointing at Kitagawa Miyuki who was similarly kneeling on the ground not far away, and those three directors who had long been scared ashen-faced.
"It's all them! It's all these trash! They fundamentally don't know how to shoot movies! It's them who ruined my acting skills, my charm! I... I clearly am so perfect! It's them! It's them who harmed me ah!"
Kitagawa Miyuki was so scared her body violently trembled, she subconsciously wanted to open her mouth to defend herself, but was forcefully glared back by that resentful gaze of Kamiki Shunsuke.
She could only bury that little head, deeper into her chest, shivering violently.
The three directors Ashikaga Takashi, Asano Takata, and Iwata Masao, even more so looked at each other in dismay, their faces written full of anger and unwillingness, yet couldn't speak a single word either.
They wanted to refute, wanted to push all responsibilities onto these two "unexcelled in arrogance" idols.
But looking at Kamiki Shunsuke's "pear blossoms bathed in rain" appearance, looking at Sato Tokugawa's calm eyes that raised not the slightest ripple, they knew, opening their mouths right now, equated to seeking death.
Who doesn't know this Kamiki Shunsuke, is exactly Sato Tokugawa's favorite?
Sato Tokugawa, this absolute emperor of Kirin Real Estate, at this moment was sitting cross-legged on the main seat.
He didn't speak, merely peacefully looking at this farce before him, in those little eyes squinted into a slit, flashing a trace of profound brilliance making people ponder.
"Shunsuke ah Shunsuke, you are really... too cute."
He slowly reached out his hand, like pacifying a pet throwing a temper tantrum, lightly patting Kamiki Shunsuke's furry little head.
"A mere five hundred million yen only, thrown away is thrown away. Just treat it... just treat it as Mr. Tokugawa me, failed in an investment."
These words full of the "Versailles" meaning, like a most potent tranquilizer pill, instantly made Kamiki Shunsuke's hanging heart, heavily fall back into his stomach.
He violently lifted his head, on that face of pear blossoms bathed in rain, instantly blossomed a fawning smile that was a few points sweeter than a cherry blossom.
"Chairman Tokugawa! You... you are really too good! Shunsuke... Shunsuke just knew, you are the person in this world, who dotes on Shunsuke the most!"
Kitagawa Miyuki was also like being pardoned from a death sentence, she lifted her head, in those red and swollen eyes from crying, full of the rejoicing like surviving a disaster.
"But... but what if Takada Toshihide comes?" Kamiki Shunsuke was still somewhat uneasy: "He only let these three directors come up first to apologize, saying himself he still had a meeting to handle. Isn't this clearly, wanting to abandon these three guys?"
When he spoke, he also disgustedly looked at those three directors.
He also thought they were some good directors.
As a result shot into this!
Not even a half bit of the shadow of "Seven Samurai" could be seen!
Truly garbage!
"Hehe." Sato Tokugawa instead laughed, a trace of shrewdness flashing in those little eyes squinted into a slit.
"Takada Toshihide? Him ah... he's not here to interrogate crimes." Sato Tokugawa's voice was full of playfulness: "Him ah, is here to... beg me."
He paused, casting his gaze out the window towards that brightly lit Tokyo night view.
"You rest assured, Shunsuke. For this loss, I naturally will make their TV Tokyo, including principal and interest, vomit it all out for me."
"Furthermore..." The corners of his mouth hooked up a sly arc: "Next, I in the Kanto region, still have several large-scale real estate projects about to go on sale. When the time comes, advertising promotion, naturally all have to count on their TV Tokyo to play. For that astronomical figure-like advertising fee, they ah, will still have to conversely beg me, not to withdraw investment."
"So ah, Shunsuke, you only need to, obediently, contribute your fame, your traffic, all to me. When the time comes, fame and wealth, Mr. Tokugawa I, will give you double!"
"A mere minor setback, I casually open a real estate development, and can earn it back ten times a hundred times!"
"Chairman Tokugawa! You are too amazing!" Kamiki Shunsuke's eyes instantly lit up!
He complimented once again, just like a little bird having found a sanctuary, full of compliments and admiration: "Shunsuke... Shunsuke just knew, Chairman Tokugawa you, are the most most most amazing person in this world!"
Just in this atmosphere full of ambiguity and compliments, the tearoom's door was lightly knocked.
"Chairman, Deputy Director Takada has arrived." The female manager acting as the Okami opened her mouth to inquire: "Please instruct."
"Let them come in." Sato Tokugawa's voice was peaceful.
Very quickly, accompanied by the sound of footsteps appearing, the tearoom's door slid open silently.
Takada Toshihide, dressed in suit and leather shoes, walked in, his face carrying a trace of just right respect and... exhaustion.
Glancing at the three directors Iwata Masao, Ashikaga Takashi, and Asano Takata who were kneeling there with their heads down, his facial expression twitched slightly, sighing in his heart, he knew this was the other party waiting for him all along, the main character.
Therefore Takada also opened his mouth and said: "Chairman Sato, apologies, I'm late."
"Understandable, Executive Takada is very busy." Sato Tokugawa plainly opened his mouth, giving a look to Kamiki Shunsuke beside him.
"Deputy Director Takada! You finally came!" Kamiki Shunsuke instantly comprehended, and then using a voice carrying a trace of being bullied grievance-like opening his mouth: "You look at them! You look at the things they shot out what are they?! It's them! It's them who ruined my movie! It's them who caused Chairman Tokugawa to lose so much money!"
Saying this he pointed at the three directors kneeling there with their heads down.
"Kamiki Shunsuke! What nonsense are you spouting!" Ashikaga Takashi violently lifted his head, on that pale face, written full of anger and unwillingness: "Clearly it's you! It's you who fundamentally didn't listen to commands! It's you who at every turn used Chairman Sato to pressure us! It's you! It's you who made the entire crew a foul-smelling mess! It's you! It's you who ruined this movie!"
"Exactly!" Asano Takata also hurriedly chimed in echoing: "Aside from posing, acting cool, what else can you do?! You couldn't even do the most basic kendo posture well! You are fundamentally not a qualified actor!"
"You two shut up!" Iwata Masao although ordinarily cowardly, but at this moment also erupted, he pointed at Kamiki Shunsuke and Kitagawa Miyuki, his voice trembling as he roared: "You two! You two are the real main culprits! Aside from acting like big shots, crying, and staring, what else can you do?! You threw away all the face of our entire movie project team!"
Previously without Executive Deputy Director Takada backing them, they chose to keep their heads down and not say anything.
Now Executive Deputy Director Takada came, if they still chose to keep their heads down and get scolded.
Then didn't Executive Deputy Director Takada come for nothing!?
For a time, the tearoom was chaotic like a pot of porridge.
The five people talking one after another, accusing each other, shifting the blame to each other, that ugly state, was simply nauseating.
"Enough!"
Takada Toshihide finally couldn't hold back, he violently slapped the table, that massive sound making the entire tearoom tremble from it!
"You guys! All shut up for me!" His voice, like ice picks in the middle of winter, fiercely stabbed towards everyone: "You look at your current appearances! What a scandal?! In front of Chairman Sato, not a bit of etiquette at all!"
However, just as his voice ended, Sato Tokugawa's icy voice devoid of a trace of temperature, also slowly rang out: "Deputy Director Takada is right."
Sato Tokugawa slowly stood up, his calm eyes sweeping over those five, young people who had long been scared to the point of shivering violently, the corners of his mouth hooking up an icy arc: "All of you, now immediately scram out for me. Here, is not a place you guys without etiquette, can stay."
"I much prefer with Deputy Director Takada, to have a good chat!"
They didn't dare to speak another word, merely like five stray dogs, with heads down, returning dejectedly, walking out of this tearoom full of an oppressive feeling.
Including Kamiki Shunsuke.
He still wanted to act coquettishly to stay, but was forced back by a sharp look from Sato Tokugawa.
The tearoom's door, once again closed silently.
Inside the room, only left Sato Tokugawa and Takada Toshihide two people.
The atmosphere in an instant, then transformed from the drawn swords and bent bows just now, into a kind of full of "tacit understanding", tranquility belonging to those in high positions.
"Deputy Director Takada, please take a seat." Sato Tokugawa pointed to the seat next to him, his face blossoming with that "amiable" smile again.
"Many thanks Chairman." Takada Toshihide respectfully sat down, he knew, the true negotiation, only just began now.
"Deputy Director Takada, the New Year is approaching ah." Sato Tokugawa picked up his teacup, lightly taking a sip, that posture, like an old man enjoying his vacation.
"Yeah, time flies so fast." Takada Toshihide also smiled, his face carrying a trace of just right compliment: "In a blink of an eye it's another year. Hope next year, Kirin Real Estate can take it up a notch, raking in gold every day!"
"Hahahaha! Borrowing your auspicious words!" Sato Tokugawa was coaxed into a flowery mood by these words, he put down his teacup, finally leading the topic to the main track.
"Speaking of which, Deputy Director Takada, next year our Kirin Real Estate, in the Kanto region, still has several large-scale real estate projects about to go on sale. When the time comes, in terms of promotion, will have to count on your TV Tokyo, for a lot of help."
"Chairman you are too polite." Takada Toshihide instantly comprehended, a sincere smile appearing on his face: "This is the honor of our TV Tokyo! You rest assured, as long as long as you give the word, all the promotional resources of our TV Tokyo, whether it's the various programs, or the subordinate television stations, or the newspaper side, can all share your burdens!"
He paused, his tone all the more confident: "We guarantee, to deeply implant the brand image of Kirin Real Estate into people's hearts! Let everyone know, Kirin Real Estate, is exactly the synonym for quality!"
"Hahahaha! Good! What a 'synonym for quality'!" Sato Tokugawa laughed so hard he rocked back and forth, that posture, like an artist admiring his own masterpiece.
"However..." He changed the subject, in those little eyes squinted into a slit, flashing a trace of slyness: "Deputy Director Takada, regarding the price, you have to give me some discount ah. After all, we are old friends."
"Chairman you rest assured!" Takada Toshihide instantly patted his chest guaranteeing: "Absolutely give you a, most most discounted 'old friend' price! Ensure you are satisfied!"
"Very good." Sato Tokugawa nodded in satisfaction.
This cooperation full of exchange of interests, in the tacitly understood smiles of the two, was smoothly reached.
"By the way, Deputy Director Takada." Sato Tokugawa seemingly suddenly thought of something, he put down his teacup, in those calm eyes, flashing a trace of imperceptible inquiry.
"Heard, your TV Tokyo, recently shot a, movie called 'Seven Samurai'?"
Takada Toshihide's heart heavily sank!
He forced a smile, revealing a "modest" smile on his face: "Yes, Chairman. That movie, is directed by Director Kurosawa Eiji."
"En." Sato Tokugawa nodded, in those calm eyes, flashing a trace of appreciation: "I watched it. It was indeed shot not bad. Especially that script, profound underlying theme, grand structure. Seems like, the directors of your TV Tokyo, are indeed full of talents ah."
These words were like an invisible knife, fiercely stabbing into Takada Toshihide's heart. He knew Sato Tokugawa was mocking the failure of his "Samurai of the Cherry Blossom Tree".
The smile on his face was stiff, he could only speak drily: "Chairman you are joking. It's all Director Kurosawa's credit."
"No no no." Sato Tokugawa yet shook his head, in those peaceful eyes, flashing a trace of profound brilliance making people ponder.
"I heard, that movie, the true planner, even the writer of the script, also the designer of many shots, is all a, young man named Nohara Hiroshi?"
Takada Toshihide's expression instantly stiffened.
He didn't expect, Sato Tokugawa actually would know this detail.
He forcefully restrained the jealousy and unwillingness in his heart, drily saying: "Yes, Chairman. Nohara Hiroshi, is indeed... one of the co-directors of this movie."
"Oh?" The corners of Sato Tokugawa's mouth hooked up a curious arc: "A young man who can achieve such success at a young age, I actually towards him, am somewhat curious now."
He looked at Takada Toshihide, in those peaceful eyes, carrying a trace of unquestionable command.
"Deputy Director Takada, how about this. Another day, you help me arrange it, I want to meet this young man. After all, a guy who can make even an old stubborn fool like Kurosawa Eiji willingly bow down to the wind, I actually very much want to personally see, what surpassing traits, he exactly has."
"I think, as Executive Deputy Director Mr. Takada, you should be able to do this right? And Deputy Director Takada, you also don't want my advertising investment in TV Tokyo next year, to become less right?"
"This..." Takada Toshihide's expression thoroughly stiffened.
(End of Chapter)