"So Yoko was the one who referred you..."
Fujino finally understood why she had suddenly come looking for him. Yoko Okino must have pulled some strings for him at the TV station...
Yoko was a good friend. When something came up, she really did think of him!
Well, since she had been referred by an acquaintance, he could charge her the acquaintance premium.
Fujino thought for a moment, and his expression suddenly softened considerably. He looked at Ryoko Inoue before him. "Since you were referred by someone I know, there's no need to waste time talking in circles. For requests like providing guidance on cases in a script, my usual flat rate is five million yen, with four million as the absolute minimum."
"But since Miss Inoue was referred by an acquaintance, I have to give you a discount."
After pausing, he rubbed his chin and pretended to think it over. "How about this, Miss Inoue? For Yoko's sake, and because you're so young and beautiful, three million yen. One million yen as a deposit. Any problem with that?"
"Any lower and I'd be selling myself short."
"No problem."
Ryoko Inoue smiled delicately. "But I can hardly be called young and beautiful. I'm already an old auntie in my forties, past my prime."
Fujino looked over the female producer, who still retained plenty of charm, and smiled. "Well, you really don't look it. I thought you were thirty at most."
"Mr. Fujino, you really know how to joke." Ryoko Inoue chuckled.
She had fully experienced the convenience and importance of connections. Most importantly, she did not need to waste breath bargaining for the lowest price, and she had even received a discount.
It was quite hassle-free, and his little flattering remarks were pretty nice too.
She figured that if she