Chapter 498

At the Hilton Hotel.

Mike, the publicity director for Marvel’s trip to China, saw the latest box office report.

His face darkened, and his brows were twisted like a pretzel.

Because of the controversy regarding the film stars' schedules during the premiere, Mike, who was skilled at public relations, had already made timely amends.

Mike was confident and full of assurance regarding Marvel's influence in China.

He had previously specifically studied the themes of *The Captain* and *My People, My Country*.

He felt no fear in his heart, claiming there wasn't a single one that could fight.

But as the prolonged box office battle unfolded, Marvel was surprised to find that the animated film that had previously made such wild claims was actually emerging as a dark horse, standing toe-to-toe with them.

Even on the final day of box office statistics, it remained too close to call.

This made Mike feel extremely uncomfortable.

If it were some internationally influential film competing with them, it wouldn't be a big deal.

But upon learning that the production cost of this film was only 60 million, he was almost unable to sleep all night.

This didn't even count as an opponent.

Even if they won the box office championship, the quality of the victory would be questioned by others.

This *Ne Zha* was simply like a dog-skin plaster.

The last day of the month.

It was destined to be a historic moment.

All directors and film critics were sleepless, waiting in anticipation.

After midnight, the box office results would be settled. Who would the summer season championship fall to?

It unexpectedly became a suspense.

Huanyu Media Company.

All the artists from the Colorful Rainbow Animation Studio gathered together with the employees of Huanyu Media.

It was as if they were waiting for the New Year’s bell.

Holding their breath, their breathing shallow.

On the office’s big screen.

Da Peng kept clicking the refresh button with his mouse.

He wanted to get the result at the very first moment.

Just as midnight arrived.

On the giant screen.

The box office results updated in real-time...

Upon seeing the result, everyone was stunned for a moment.

Unbelievable!

Next, the joy erupted like a volcanic explosion; everyone was fired up.

"We won, we won."

"Too awesome! We actually beat Marvel’s *The Avengers*."

"Phew! That was terrifying, we only beat them by over 5 million in box office. It was a life-or-death situation!"

"Invincible! *Ne Zha* will go down in film history."

"..."

And media reporters across the entire web and all platforms immediately pinned the headline [Ne Zha Slashes Marvel] to the top of the trending list.

[Let Hollywood Feel the Magical Power of Chinese National Animation]

[Lin Yu Creates Another Miracle, Ne Zha Writes a New Chapter, Topping the Summer Season Championship]

[Congratulations to Ne Zha! Ascending to the Throne of Third Place in Chinese Film Box Office History]

"Fuck. Fuck. Fuck."

And Mike at the Hilton Hotel, after seeing the final box office results.

Was so angry that he smashed all the celebratory champagne on the table to pieces.

A total humiliation!

This was not just for him, but for all of Marvel, and even for all of Hollywood; it was the most shameful day.

If they had lost to a film from Europe, Japan, or Korea, he could endure it; it would be understandable.

But losing to an original Chinese film.

And it was a damn 3.5-star animated film; who could endure that?

Just as Mike was feeling agitated, his assistant sent him a live stream link.

It was the movie channel conducting a late-night phone interview with Lin Yu.

"Director Lin Yu, congratulations on reaching 5.8 billion in box office, creating a Chinese film miracle with a 2300% return rate."

"Do you have any goals or plans for the future?"

"This is just a small milestone for our studio. In the future, I plan to enter the North American market and export Chinese culture to the whole world."

After seeing this interview,

Mike felt his blood pressure soar instantly.

Angry and red-faced, his whole body trembled.

Bastard!

This kid is a devil!

He even wants to chase us all the way to North America to beat us up.

Thinking of this, Mike’s vision went black, and he fainted from rage.

Outside the bathroom.

Da Da Mi Mi was using a hairdryer to blow out her hair.

A faint scent of her body permeated the air.

Wearing a black lace camisole, she looked sexy and mysterious.

On her fair, slender waist, her chest was heaving.

Red stockings wrapped around her thighs, the clearly visible indentations actually had a unique charm.

"How is it?"

"Is this okay?"

Da Da Mi Mi pursed her lips, saying in a shy, milky voice.

This was the bet between her and Lin Yu before.

As long as the box office broke 5 billion, she would have to be a little maid for a day, obeying Lin Yu’s every command.

"Not bad."

Lin Yu puffed out a smoke ring, the corners of his mouth rising slightly.

He could finally experience the joy brought by the possessiveness of a domineering CEO.

"What do you mean by that?"

Da Da Mi Mi saw Lin Yu lying spread-eagled on the bed, her brows furrowing slightly.

"You’re fully automatic."

"I’m semi-automatic."

Lin Yu said with a proud, straight face.

"Screw you."

Da Da Mi Mi understood instantly, saying she wasn't willing.

But her body was exceptionally honest. The success of *Ne Zha* made Lin Yu and Da Da Mi Mi very wealthy.

With 5.8 billion in box office, after deducting taxes, the film special fund, and the cinema chain’s share.

Jiaxing and Huanyu, the two companies, finally netted 3 billion. After paying off the money and shares borrowed from Da Da Mi Mi, Lin Yu made 1.4 billion from this wave alone.

Looking at the dense string of zeros in his account,

Lin Yu finally experienced the feeling of being a rich person for the first time.