Chapter 482: The Emperor, Full Firepower

"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Oh my god!"

"Oh my god!!!!"

Inside the Warner Building, Scarlett Johansson, who had been waiting with Zhou Yi for last week's Billboard chart announcement, finally could not restrain the surging excitement in her heart the moment she saw the rankings and passionately opened her mic without any regard for her image—

After shouting continuously several times and losing control of herself, she turned her head, directly hugged Zhou Yi's head, and kissed him, venting the uncontrollable screams in her heart!

"Spike! Spike, congratulations, congratulations!"

"Spike Niubi!"

When the enthusiastic cheers echoed throughout the entire Warner Building, the people in the huge lounge saw Scarlett Johansson's uncontrollable excited performance and their faces also revealed expressions of egging her on—

"Oh oh oh oh~~~"

Scarlett, who finally realized there were still many people around, showed not a shred of shyness; instead, after releasing her lips, she put one hand on her hip and hooked the other around the shoulders of the beaming man beside her, her face full of pride.

"Notify everyone in the team to go out and party tonight; all expenses will be charged to my account! No forcing, those who don't like the noise can go home, and the bonus won't be less!"

Zhou Yi, full of spirit, directly announced this decision that made everyone in the team excited, once again causing a round of grateful howling and weeping!

"Long live the boss!"

A Chinese person who had been following Zhou Yi for a long time shouted directly, leading a chorus of foreigners shouting in Chinese with strange pronunciation.

To not exaggerate, although working for Zhou Yi was tiring because his extreme fame led to increased work intensity, the money was truly abundant.

Zhou Yi, who was not stingy with money, distributed bonuses to the team so generously that it was simply imposing; the highlight was being lavish, with various small benefits from time to time, focusing on quantity and quality, never shortchanging anyone in the team around him.

Qian Jiang, who had watched Zhou Yi step by step from age 19 to 22 this year, was full of gratification in his brows while applauding.

When Zhou Jianhui pulled him back into the industry saying he was helping to guide a newcomer, he never thought that three years later that newcomer would conquer the Mount Everest of world pop music—the American music scene.

One album, four number-one singles; before Zhou Yi, in such a long history of world pop music, there were only six people.

"I think the one with the biggest headache right now should be the Taiwan Golden Melody Awards, which were delayed due to SARS. You have slaughtered it at the Grammys and on the Billboard charts; how are they going to allocate awards to you?"

Thinking of the only award ceremony where Zhou Yi could appear publicly in Taiwan, Qian Jiang's face smiled even more like a chrysanthemum, his tone full of schadenfreude and ill intent.

They can't say that Zhou Yi has gone berserk on the Billboard charts, reaching an unprecedented peak in reputation this year, and then your Golden Melody Awards give you only one or two awards?

How can you be more awesome than the Grammys?

Do you believe Zhou Yi's crystal fans in Taiwan will dismantle your Golden Melody Awards stage and venue and carry it home to sell as scrap metal?

"Then that's none of my business."

After exchanging a glance with Qian Jiang, Zhou Yi's face also revealed a mischievous smile: "I am only responsible for winning awards. If I don't win, based on my popularity this year, the Golden Melody Awards will be completely overwhelmed."

As the two were laughing wildly without restraint, Qian Jiang's phone suddenly rang—

After seeing the caller ID, this elite agent immediately reined in his emotions, made a gesture to Zhou Yi, and left the lively waiting room.

Three minutes later, Zhou Yi, who was still partying with the team members, was pulled out of the room by Qian Jiang with a solemn tone—

"A-Yi, you thought the five number-one singles were hopeless, but hope might have arrived."

……………………

"Huh? What did you say?"

Tokyo, Japan.

Yui Aragaki, who had joined a Zhou Yi fan club, was using her spare time to help the team members, preparing to raise funds to rent the commercial big screen outside a landmark shopping mall in Tokyo to celebrate for Zhou Yi, but she froze on the spot upon receiving the latest news—

"Zhou Yi Jun created history again and got one album and four number-one singles?!"

"Yes, Yui-chan, hurry up and notify the president to withdraw the celebration slogans and materials submitted to the client; they need to be changed!"

"..."

The voice on the phone was very urgent; Yui Aragaki, shocked into speechlessness, could only obediently poke the president sitting beside her who was busy stitching slogans: "Um, President Harada, Zhou Yi Jun has created history again, winning four number-one singles; the support items we are making now are useless."

"???"

The female president, who was already on her third revision, suddenly stiffened; her finger with a bandage on it was particularly conspicuous under the light: "Hah?"

We're doomed!

What should I do if the idol I fan for is too successful?!

Yui Aragaki cautiously asked another question: "President?"

"... Start over! I just don't believe it!"

After hesitating for a while, President Harada, as the fan leader, obviously unleashed the resilience a twenty-year-old female college student should have—Watashi must make Zhou Yi Jun shine!

Otherwise, doesn't that make me look incompetent as a fan?!

This is negligence!

It is negligence as a fan!

"Truly the Music Emperor of Asia!"

"Zhou Yi Jun, the light of Asia!"

"Look at our own music scene, sigh, so feeble."

"Indeed, creators are most taboo about marriage; look at Utada Hikaru, after her flash marriage she hasn't made a sound until now, sigh, wasting talent."

"Who will go hook up with Utada's husband, cheat on her so she can feel the pain, and then she will have the motivation and inspiration to write songs and release an album."

On the Japanese internet, even though it was late at night, when this result came out, Zhou Yi's fans, who were used to the nightlife, exchanged their joy through the internet, while fans of other singers watched with hearts bleeding, one by one envious, jealous, and hateful to the point of madness.

Question the Emperor, understand the Emperor, long for the Emperor, worship the Emperor.

Zhou Yi, as a person of the yellow race and an Asian, relying on the huge achievements he fought for in America, directly became a top-tier superstar with massive popularity without ever having visited Japan once, and together with Cheng Long, became a Chinese celebrity familiar to the ears of young people.

"Wait! Wait! You guys go check the Microsoft and Warner official websites!"

A Japanese netizen who was constantly refreshing the Warner official website news shouted online as if discovering a new continent—

A deep-sea bomb directly exploded like a flower within the fan group!

"Starting from May 9, Zhou Yi will become Microsoft's Love Ambassador and reach a cooperation with Microsoft worldwide. At the same time, the anti-drug PPT produced by him will be removed of bloody scenes and included as a template in Microsoft's PPT teaching materials."

"Because it is for public welfare, Zhou Yi's authorization fee is only a symbolic 50 cents, and the endorsement fee is 50 cents, totaling 1 US dollar..."

"What is Zhou Yi Jun trying to do?!"

"Microsoft?????"

"How can he still break news?? Can't he save it for next time?"

"Is he planning to go all out?? Not thinking of going for the fifth crown, is he????"

(End of chapter)