"I'm in Tokyo, and this is some kind of movie star comeback system?!"

Chapter 119: The Counterattack Begins

Bunshun Editorial Department, 8:30 AM.

Inside the meeting room, Miura's agent, Fukushima, and his junior colleague, Fukuyama, were being interviewed by the editor.

Editor-in-Chief Masazo Ogiya was responsible for asking questions, while his editors were responsible for writing them.

With everything ready, Masazo Ogiya said, "Let's begin."

"Fukuyama-san, where did you meet Sakamoto Yu?"

Fukuyama's face showed a look of reminiscence: "During the audition for the drama 'Humanity,' my artist Nakagawa auditioned for the third male lead. That day, he happened to be in the hallway—"

""

"Wait a minute," Masazo Ogiya interrupted him, "You said in the corridor, but where exactly?"

"Uh...the conference room door?"

Masazou Ogiya nodded, signaling the editor to begin writing.

"At that time, I saw Sakamoto Yu's agent and executives from the production company come out of the conference room."

Fukuyama paused, as if recalling details: "The two walked and talked, and seemed to know each other very well."

Shozo Ogiya looked up from his notebook and asked, "Do you think this was instructed by Yu Sakamoto to have the manager pull strings?"

"This—" Fukuyama was taken aback by the question, "It was just normal conversation, nothing like trying to build a relationship."

"That's about building connections," Fukushima suddenly interjected, his tone certain.

"Shan Gu Sang, you should have him write that he is good at management and knows how to exploit loopholes."

""

Masato Ogiya nodded and whispered instructions to his subordinates.

Fukuyama opened his mouth: "Senior, isn't this a bit—."

"What's wrong?" Fukushima glanced at him. "You saw it with your own eyes, it wasn't made up."

After the two finished speaking, Masazo Ogiya continued, "Do you have any evidence to prove that he was cultivating relationships?"

The editor paused writing and waited.

Fukushima paused for a moment, then said, "No."

After hearing the answer, the editor continued writing, and handed the completed piece to Masazo Ogiya for review.

After a while, Fukuyama's interview ended, and it was Fukushima's turn.

Fukushima, on the other hand, had no reservations and spoke his mind freely.

The editor's writing became much smoother; Masazo Ogiya didn't even need to ask questions before the other party could embellish and finish the story.

"I saw it with my own eyes on set; he was always trying to get close to the director."

Every time the producer passed by, he would pretend to be working hard, and he never even opened the script, making it look brand new. He's so scheming!

The editor didn't look up; the pen scratched across the paper.

"And another thing! Sakamoto Yu is a morally corrupt person. I saw him getting very close to Nakamori-san on set."

"I'm pretty sure he wants to be a third party in a relationship."

Fukuyama's expression changed: "Senior, the phrase 'third party interference'..."

"What?" Fukushima looked at him, a hint of impatience in her eyes. "You think he doesn't have that thought?"

Fukuyama opened his mouth, but no words came out.

Shozo Ogiya remained silent and instructed his subordinates: "Write down the details of the third party and the interference."

Fukuyama's palms began to sweat.

His bald head gleamed oily under the fluorescent light.

"Um—" he lowered his voice, "I hope we won't get sued by Sakamoto Yasushi's office?"

Fukushima scoffed: "Sue? What grounds can they sue with? These are all subjective judgments, not statements of fact. They can't sue."

He leaned back slightly and waved his hand to indicate that there was no need to overthink it.

"The Bunshun will protect your informants, so you don't need to worry at all."

Shozo Ogiya gave a calm smile: "Fukuyama-san, rest assured. We will definitely not reveal your identities, otherwise no one will dare to stand up and expose those injustices in the future."

He spoke the word "injustice" with remarkable naturalness, as if he were truly acting on behalf of Heaven.

That smile, when it fell on Fukuyama's face, sent a chill down his spine.

Shozo Ogiya paused, then spread his hands and said, "That's how the entertainment industry is. Magazines survive on information. I can only say that Sakamoto Yu has bad interpersonal relationships and has offended too many people. Otherwise, how can I explain that someone always comes to leak information?"

Fukushima agreed, a slight smile playing on his lips.

He was already imagining the reactions of the crew, Ishida, and Sakamoto after the report was published.

How dare they offend me?

He picked up the teacup on the table, took a sip, and hid his smile behind the cup.

"Let's continue," Masazo Ogiya said softly.

Meanwhile, outside the meeting room, an assistant was organizing documents sent via fax.

Bunshun's fax number is publicly known within the industry.

Occasionally, there are leaks from anonymous individuals or paparazzi.

Just then, the fax machine rang.

He dismissed it as just another piece of gossip, but after a casual glance, he realized something was amiss.

Upon picking it up, I discovered it was a clarification statement.

"Recently, a certain weekly magazine published defamatory and false reports about our artists... Our agency will jointly issue a statement with the production company of 'Renjian' regarding this report..."

"This so-called insider leak is actually a deliberate act of revenge."

This "insider" has repeatedly slandered Sakamoto Yu in private, and this time he is using the media to maliciously smear him, intending to ruin his acting career.

""

The assistant became increasingly alarmed as he looked, his eyes widening in shock.

Sakamoto Yu's agency actually dragged the production company into it too?

He paused for a moment, then suddenly looked up.

Isn't the latest issue of Bunshun just a "insider's" revelation?!

The report hasn't even been published yet, and people have already defined the situation. Does their article still have any credibility?

Moreover, they also brought in capital to back them up.

Whom will the public believe?

"It's over," he muttered.

The assistant swallowed hard, clutched the statement, and turned to leave.

"Where's the editor-in-chief?"

"Have you seen the editor-in-chief?!" he shouted to the people around him.

"The editor-in-chief is in the conference room, currently conducting an interview and answering questions." Someone pointed in the direction of the conference room.

The assistant, without even having time to thank him, stumbled over.

Upon arriving at the conference room door, he symbolically knocked twice, and without waiting for a response, pushed the door open and entered.

"Editor-in-chief, something terrible has happened!"

The sudden scene startled everyone in the conference room.

Fukuyama and Fukushima looked at the newcomers.

Shan Gu didn't even look up: "Get out."

"No, please take a look at this first." The assistant handed over the statement.

"I told them," Ogiya said flatly. "Didn't you see we were doing an interview?"

The assistant opened his mouth, clutching the statement in his hand, but stood still.

Only then did Senya raise his head, glance at him, and ask with a hint of impatience, "What is it?"

"Sakamoto Yu's office has issued a clarification statement."

"That's it?" Ogiya withdrew his gaze and waved his hand. "Let them publish this kind of thing. We should write what we need to write."

"But—the production company also contributed a joint venture."

Ogiya paused for a moment.

Just then, another series of hurried footsteps came from outside the door.

An editor appeared at the door, panting heavily. He leaned against the doorframe and gasped, "Editor-in-chief, the production company just sent a fax. They're speaking up for Sakamoto Yu. It's a joint statement."

He clutched another fax in his hand and handed it over listlessly.

This time, Masazo Ogiya finally realized the seriousness of the matter, and he snatched the faxes from their hands.

He looked down and quickly began to read.

After reading it, I stood there stunned.

"Ogiya-san, what's wrong?"

"Is it Sakamoto Yu's agency...?"

"It's alright!" Masazo Ogiya remained calm and instructed, "Arakawa, you continue your interviews. I have some things to take care of."

.

After saying that, he left with the two people who had arrived, and closed the door behind him.

"Go back to your workstations!" After giving the order, Masazo Ogiya quickly walked to the end of the corridor, turned the corner, and went into his office.

Only then did he reveal his true emotions.

He picked up the two statements and carefully read them. When he finished reading, his pupils contracted.

My fingers trembled involuntarily.

"Bastard!!" he cursed.

"This is absolutely outrageous! Of all times, they chose this moment to release the statement! And they chose a newspaper."

"This was definitely premeditated!"

Finally, unable to contain his anger, he kicked over the wastebasket on the ground.

A muffled thud was heard, and through the wall, the entire editorial department fell silent.

It's rush hour right now, and that's when information travels the fastest and most rapidly.

The final manuscript for "Bunshun" must be finalized by the afternoon, printing begins in the evening, stock is distributed and put on shelves in the early morning, and it will officially go on sale the next day.

The timing of the clarifications from the agency and production company has put Bunshun in a difficult position.

Retracting the article would be tantamount to contradicting oneself. The announcement has already been made, and if the magazine's front page is replaced with irrelevant content, the public will immediately draw two conclusions:

There is no insider at all, or the leak was indeed a deliberate act of revenge.

If the content is not changed and the publication is forced despite the pressure of the statement, then the backlash from public opinion must be faced, or evidence must be presented.

The problem is, the informant is the evidence. Should we reveal the informant's identity?

The two joint statements directly defined the matter, saying that whatever you say is wrong. What's even more infuriating is that the other party took the opportunity to promote their work and encourage everyone to pay more attention to the film and wait for its release in April.

At this moment, Fukuyama and Fukushima in the other conference room began to realize that something was wrong.

I clearly heard the words "Sakamoto Yu Office" just now.

Fukushima gave Fukuyama a wink, and Fukuyama immediately said that he needed to use the restroom.

After coming out, I immediately headed towards the editorial department.

Even before you get close, you can hear a lot of noise.

The editorial department was in chaos. Everyone was frantically calling other newspapers to verify the authenticity of the news.

Meanwhile, the fax machine in the corner was still frantically spitting out statements from the agency and production company, as if afraid that Bunshun hadn't seen them.

Papers flew everywhere and scattered all over the floor, but no one cleaned them up.

Taking advantage of the chaos, Fukuyama picked up a sheet and started looking at it. His eyes widened and his lips trembled.

Without a second thought, he turned and ran toward the conference room.

Meanwhile, this statement has already triggered a public opinion earthquake.