"That is to say, we will pay a certain amount of remuneration for each episode. If the subsequent ratings are enthusiastic, our TV station will increase the amount and continue to hire guests."
"This is your first time participating in a program, but I believe it will bring us enough ratings, so..."
"I'll give you the same appearance fee as Mr. Maori. After filming this episode, it will be 2 million yen."
The program recording process is not fixed. If everything goes well, it may take one day. If not, it may take three or four days.
Unlike the daily settlement of remuneration, the daily TV station chose a more stable approach.
Honestly speaking...
2 million yen to make a program is already a very high price.
It even exceeded Sakaki Makoto's expectations.
What's more, the deputy director also said that the appearance fee for the next show would be determined based on the ratings, which has already given Sakaki Makoto enough face.
He was also afraid that after Sakaki Makoto became famous, other TV stations would spend a lot of money to hire him away, causing the reputation of Nichimi TV to decline...
Naturally, we should reap the profits from the first performance first.
"Where's my assistant?"
Sakaki Makoto asked again:
"Since she is quite popular, I'm sure the deputy director will give her a good salary."
"Ah, this..."
The deputy director's mouth twitched. He had wanted to trick Sakaki Makoto into signing the contract first, and then bypass the assistant. Unexpectedly...
People won't buy your tricks.
Miss Miyano glanced at her boyfriend and looked at the deputy director with interest, wanting to know what he was going to say.
"50w..."
After hesitating for a while, the deputy director said:
"After all, she is your assistant and her remuneration cannot exceed yours."
"I don't care about identity, I only care about money..."
Sakaki Makoto grinned:
"Deputy Director, why don't you take a look downstairs? You might find spies sent by other TV stations."
"............"
"1 million!"
"2 million."
"1.5 million! No more!"
"200."
Makoto Sakaki didn't even bother to add W.
"............"
After a while, the deputy director saw that he was firm in his attitude and his momentum suddenly weakened:
"200 is fine, Mr. Sakaki..."
"If you do this, our TV station will not make any money..."
“Is it really not profitable?”
Sakaki Makoto looked at him with a half-smile:
"You are too modest."
"............"
The deputy director immediately laughed:
"Let's not talk about this anymore!"
"Sign the contract, sign the contract."
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