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

Chapter 127 Bunshun Gives in

After leaving the film crew, Sakamoto Yu returned to his agency.

Watanabe sat at his workstation, legs crossed, with a fax next to him.

Hearing the noise, she looked up.

"Take a look at Bunshun's statement."

Sakamoto Yu reached out and took it, raising an eyebrow: "They just finished drafting it and sent it over immediately?"

"That's right." Watanabe's eyes held a hint of amusement.

Sakamoto Yu smiled slightly and shook his head. This must be the most painful issue of Bunshun.

He looked down and started flipping through the contents.

Watanabe's agency executed a textbook public relations victory.

The popularity of Sakamoto-ya experienced a qualitative leap.

Meanwhile, "Bunshun" replaced Sakamoto Yu's original position and became the target of ridicule in the mouths of major newspapers.

In order to prevent its credibility from declining, Bunshun had to immediately draft a statement.

Sakamoto Yu stared at the first line and began to read silently.

This publication respects the support that the production company and GG Entertainment have for their artists, and understands the content of the joint statement.

The report is based on material provided by a single source who claims to be an insider.

Due to the lack of conclusive evidence from multiple sources, this publication has decided not to pursue further reporting on this matter.

We are committed to uncovering the true state of the entertainment industry and will continue to fulfill our media oversight responsibilities in the future.

After a quick glance, Sakamoto put down the statement and asked Watanabe, "And then, what benefits did they give you?"

Watanabe crossed his arms and said, "They offered to do an exclusive, positive, and extensive interview or feature when your next big project starts or wraps up."

Furthermore, it explicitly promises that this article has not been reviewed in any way and is published entirely according to your wishes, while guaranteeing that it will not be used to follow the actor's private life for three years.

It's not really an apology; it's more like using future high-quality publicity resources to buy an "on-the-spot settlement."

Watanabe rummaged through his bag and pulled out a box of Seven Stars cigarettes, then lit one.

"Finally, they promised that in the future, any negative information involving you, your agency's artists, or production companies will be subject to an 'informal inquiry' with Bunshun before the deadline."

Sakamoto Yu's eyes lit up; he hadn't expected this benefit.

"So, anyone who dares to leak information about us will receive advance notice?"

Watanabe exhaled a puff of smoke and nodded: "That's right, we'll have time to prepare."

This is equivalent to Bunshun relinquishing some of its "right to fire" authority.

A look of delight flashed across Sakamoto Yu's face: "The harvest is not bad."

Watanabe squinted, took a drag of his cigarette, and waved his hand to indicate that there was more than that.

"You haven't even considered the benefits of being invisible."

"What 'Bunshun' means is that they won't touch you. In the near future, they will send a signal to GG Entertainment that 'Bunshun' will not touch this person."

Sakamoto Yu pondered to himself and easily figured it out.

This signal acts like a protective charm, making investors more willing to invest. In the face of such capital, Sakamoto Yu is the artist with the least risk.

Watanabe stared at Sakamoto Yu and earnestly offered his advice: "Of course, my advice is to know when to stop while you're ahead."

Although we did manage to retaliate against Bunshun, we shouldn't pursue a cornered enemy too far. If we really push them too far, you'll never have peace in the future.

Sakamoto Yu nodded in agreement.

He is now a beneficiary, and he needs to calm down and use this enthusiasm to reach the forefront; that's what he wants.

"No problem," Sakamoto Yu replied.

Watanabe chuckled softly: "But we don't need to underestimate ourselves."

Now everyone in the industry understands that our small firm managed to bring down an industry giant.

From now on, anyone who wants to use public opinion to launch an attack will have to think twice.

Upon hearing this, Sakamoto Yu curled his lip, glanced at the Nissan car keys on the table, and muttered under his breath, "Small office? What small office president can afford a Nissan President?"

Watanabe was secretly pleased with himself, but his words dampened his spirits. He immediately glanced at him sideways and clicked his tongue in exasperation.

Time passed slowly, and the chill in Tokyo at the end of February gradually faded, before we knew it, March had arrived.

Despite the lingering effects of the controversy, Sakamoto Yu's popularity remains undiminished, and his first brand-new GG has been unveiled as scheduled.

The Nissan Z31 Fairlady Z Turbo GG premiered on Fuji Television and TBS.

A Western-style restaurant in Suginami Ward, Tokyo.

Three men and two women gathered together, creating a lively atmosphere.

They were all recent college graduates entering the workforce, and they held a dinner party to celebrate their new jobs.

Naoki Shibata sat stiffly, his gaze frequently falling on Miwa Hirano beside him, his expression filled with admiration.

Kuroda Shoji, standing to the side, was casual and occasionally cracked jokes.

Hirano Miwa listened to Kobayashi Mai gossip, but she was clearly distracted, her gaze constantly drifting towards the television on the wall, obviously waiting for something.

Only Yamazaki Manabu kept his head down and ate, saying very little.

Naoki Shibata glanced at Miwa Hirano, then mustered his courage and opened his mouth to strike up a conversation.

He knew that Hirano Miwa was a big fan of Sakamoto Yu, who was currently making headlines, and immediately played to her interests: "By the way, I heard that Sakamoto Yu's 'GG' premiere is tonight?"

"Huh!? You know about Sakamoto-ya?"

Sure enough, Hirano Miwa perked up immediately upon hearing the name: "That's right, I've been waiting to see it!"

"I'll go talk to the boss and ask him to change the TV channel." Shibata immediately stood up.

"Really? Thank you so much." Hirano Miwa's face lit up with joy.

Naoki Shibata's cheeks flushed red all the way to his ears. He patted his chest and agreed, then strode towards the counter.

He returned shortly afterward with the remote control to change the channel.

The evening drama was still playing on the screen, and GG hadn't started yet, so everyone chatted and waited quietly.

Taking advantage of the break, Chai Yu deliberately switched seats with Xiao Hui and sat next to Hirano Miwa to start a conversation.

Hirano Miwa enthusiastically recounted her experiences as a fan, mentioning how she once waited outside a film set and even ate at a food truck arranged by Sakamoto Yu.

"Hearing you say that, Sakamoto Yu is really pitiful." Shibata Naoki nodded in agreement.

"Yes, it broke my heart to see it. I even argued with those people back then! Those magazines made up all sorts of nonsense, they were so annoying."

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"By the way, what product does Sakamoto Yu endorse?"

Hirano Miwa was stumped by the question. After a moment's thought, she said, "It seems to be a car, but I don't remember the model."

Shoji Kuroda took a sip of beer and replied with interest, "It's a Nissan Z31. I heard it's a sports car."

When Yamazaki Manabu, who was eating with his head down, heard the word "car," he immediately perked up his ears. He put down his fork and said in a professional tone, "Z31?! I just repaired one of those."

You can probably only see about five V6 turbocharged ones on this street.

I didn't expect them to hire actors for the filming. I think they should have hired professional drivers instead.

As soon as Yamazaki finished speaking, the television screen on the wall suddenly changed.

The low hum of the engine poured from the television speakers, like a beast that had been lying in wait for a long time, letting out a deafening growl.

The familiar Nissan logo flashed across the screen like a lightning bolt.

At this time, there were still quite a few people in the restaurant.

Everyone was drawn to the powerful sound and looked up at the television on the wall.

After the Nissan logo disappeared, the screen suddenly went dark, and a line of white text appeared:

All driving and drifting scenes in this film were performed by the actors themselves, without the use of any stunt doubles.