Tokyo: Bubble, but the system is Sengoku

"Because I added a scene for you at the last minute, I felt a little bad about it, so I gave you extra money, 30,000."

Xiaochuan's voice was neither too loud nor too soft, but since there were only a few people in the office, it wasn't noisy, and everyone heard it instantly.

The rustling sounds stopped abruptly, replaced by the gazes of everyone looking over, their eyes filled with undisguised surprise.

All the artists here with connections have left, leaving only a handful. They either have no connections or lack ability. Normally, they're lucky if they don't get scolded at work, let alone praised.

And it was a last-minute addition? And it was for Sato, who previously refused to play a dead character? And they even gave him an extra 30,000 yen?

How can it be?

The young actor only earns five thousand yuan per scene as an extra. This is just a few minutes of screen time, which is a perfectly normal fee.

The result was a six-fold increase? How much more screen time was added?

And what happened to the promise not to play dead characters? Now the director is calling them personally to explain what's going on.

"Also, did he tell you about the Shadow Legion?"

Ignoring the shock of those around him, Ogawa continued to ask.

"Yes."

"..."

Looking at the calm Sato in front of her, if she hadn't always maintained a cool and aloof persona, she would have wanted to grab the boy's yellowed collar and ask him if he had drugged the beach supervisor.

The extra 30,000 yuan wasn't much, but it was something Ogawa couldn't believe, especially since it happened to Sato, who was usually unremarkable and even refused to play dead.

This money represents the care and concern that the seaside supervisor had for the boy.

Although it may not sound like a lot, it at least shows that the beach manager has high hopes for Sato.

The woman stared at the boy for a long time without saying a word.

Even the office was quieter now.

It was as if everyone was waiting for the woman to speak.

"I need to ask the president about the audition."

The woman spoke slowly.

Although adding scenes would normally require discussion with the agency, considering that Sato was just an extra, no agency would likely protest against the director for unilaterally adding scenes for their extra.

However, auditions are different; they involve the entire company and require serious consideration.

Especially their company, which is on the verge of bankruptcy.

"Ok."

Sato was not surprised to hear this.

Although he didn't show it on his face, he was still touched that the supervisor had given him an extra 30,000.

The actors only receive a commission; if the other party adds 30,000 to their pay, the amount given to the agency will be even more.

Although it might be just a casual matter for a mid-level supervisor at the beach, who could probably spend more than that on a single meal outside, it would be a huge help to the boy.

With money, he can recover his health more quickly.

With money, you can become more powerful.

Of course, although he received the 35,000 yuan, his plan did not change much.

We should still fight for the dead.

Those are all real benefits; you can't let a little money make you squander it.

No one ever thinks they have too much money.

Moreover, acting skills and reputation both require gradual accumulation through work.

Chapter 7 The First Pot of Gold

Now is the best time to express your plans.

Ogawa had just been startled by his performance, which should have made him the most vulnerable to being swayed.

Thinking of this, Sato held his breath and said quickly.

“Ogawa-san, I’m planning to take on a few more roles involving dead people.”

"Ok?"

Faced with the other party's sudden words, Xiao Chuan was first stunned, and then his phoenix eyes widened.

"Are you going to play a dead person?"

'thump'

A clerk who overheard the conversation nearby tripped over it.

The people around him didn't laugh at the clerk; in fact, they were quite understanding. After all, Sato had actually taken the initiative to play a dead person. Had he become addicted to it?

"...Yes"

Facing the gazes of those around him, Sato was somewhat speechless, but still nodded.

"The beach supervisor did say that your acting was good."

After muttering to himself and remaining silent for a moment, Ogawa said, "I'll go and talk to the president."

"However, this shouldn't be a problem."

There aren't many actors left to begin with, so there's still a market for these minor roles where the characters die.

After all, extras are different from background actors; they still need acting skills, especially since Sato's acting skills have been guaranteed by Director Haibin.

For them, it's all about making money anyway.

Recently, detective films, various risqué films, and period dramas have also featured a lot of deaths.

"So, are there any requirements for the role?"

Ogawa asked.

"No, even a minor role will do."

"Row."

Ogawa responded, his surprise growing even greater.

After all, this person didn't say that before.

Feeling increasingly satisfied, Xiao Chuan's ample bosom also lifted slightly as she continued to ask questions.

"What if the president agrees to the Shadow Legion?"

"I will manage to balance it all."

"You said it yourself."

With relief that the boy had finally changed his ways, the woman couldn't help but raise her hand and ruffle Sato's fluffy head.

"Uh......"

Sato, who was still feeling excited because the other party had agreed, was stunned when he felt a warm touch on his head.

After all, in my memory, the original owner of this body, no, even those other artists who have already left the company, did not receive this kind of treatment.

However, to be honest, Sato was not against it.

He's not blind; being patted on the head by such a beautiful woman made him more shy than angry.

On the other hand, Ogawa herself was also stunned by her own actions.

She subconsciously mistook the other person for her younger brother who had just started junior high school.

As for the staff around them, their eyes were even more bulging.

The look in their eyes as they looked at Sato was filled with more envy than surprise.

They also wanted to be patted on the head by a beautiful woman...

"Cough cough."

Facing the gazes of Sato and others around him, Ogawa, who usually had a cold face, coughed lightly, feeling a little uncomfortable, and a blush quietly rose to the tips of his fair ears.

"Come over in two days and I'll give you an answer."

Ogawa concealed his earlier embarrassment and said softly.

"Thank you."

Upon hearing this, Sato suppressed the embarrassment and shyness he had felt from being patted on the head, and his heart was filled with bright joy.

Putting aside the sudden turn of events, this time the results can be described as quite fruitful.

He not only achieved his goals, but also earned an extra 30,000 yen.

That's 30,000!

That's equivalent to a month's rent for him. If he's frugal, he can live on that for a month without any problem.

Even if he fails the audition, he can still get as many dead jobs as possible.