He said, "You'll have to pay more."
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「Royal City. The Drama Guild.」
Sir Turt stood on his office balcony, gazing smugly at the Sutton King's Theatre across the way.
'This risky move was the right one.'
The same tactic that worked with the newspapers would also work with the film and television databases and on social media.
The play was now drowning in a flood of bad reviews online; you could barely find a single positive comment.
Those bad reviews had even duped plenty of passersby into joining the chorus of curses against the New Drama Guild.
He suspected most of them had never even seen the play they were vilifying. They were just looking for a chance to feel special and different.
Still, it was a big help.
'The masses truly are foolish. It's only right that I should be one of their betters.'
The only fly in the ointment was that the play's box office numbers were still quite good.
