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Chapter 189 One Man Can Be Worth a Million Soldiers (Please Subscribe!)
"Mr. Xia, Comrade Chen Fusheng's secretary has come to deliver some materials."

"Invite him in."

At the office door, Tong Jiang heard Xia Yan's reply, nodded to his secretary, and went inside with the materials.

"Hello Chairman Xia, I am Tong Jiang, Director Chen's secretary. I am here on behalf of Director Chen to submit the application materials for membership in the Film Association."

As he said this, Tong Jiang handed the materials to Xia Yan's desk.

The latter glanced at the materials, then turned his gaze to Tong Jiang and asked:

"Xiao Tongzhi, has Director Chen returned from America?"

"Hmm." Tong Jiang nodded and said, "Director Chen just got back today and has a lot of things to do. He really couldn't get away and was worried that you would be waiting too long, so he asked me to hand over the materials to you on his behalf."

"It's alright. Your Director Chen shoulders important national responsibilities and is a very busy man. It's okay if the materials are delivered a little later." Xia Yan said a few polite words first, then asked curiously, "How is your Director Chen's new movie doing in the United States?"

"Director Chen said it far exceeded expectations."

"That's great." Xia Yan became even more curious: "Do you have the data?"

"The cumulative box office for the first three weeks was 1282 million, and the videotape rights were sold for another 200 million."

"Dollar?"

"Yes, US dollars."

Xia Yan suppressed his shock, thought for a moment, and looked at Tong Jiang, saying, "Xiao Tong Zhi, please wait a moment. I have prepared a gift for your Director Chen. Please give it to him."

Tong Jiang nodded subconsciously.

Then, wondering what gift Mr. Xia would prepare for Director Chen, they saw him take out a fine sheet of Xuan paper, spread it out on the table, and then, with a flourish of his brush and ink, write:

"One wise man can build a city of ten thousand miles, and one person can be worth a million soldiers!"

Tong Jiang was quite knowledgeable and knew that this line was from an ancient poem, not something created by the old Mr. Xia in front of him. But even so, when he saw the other man write this poem in front of him and give it to Director Chen, he still felt a surge of pride rising from his tailbone to the top of his head.

Chen Fusheng was unaware that Xia Yan was preparing to give him a calligraphy piece, but he was indeed quite busy at the moment. He had just finished reporting his work to the Film Bureau and then sent the actors he had brought back from the United States to the training center for "Die Hard".

As soon as he arrived, Lingzi teased him: "Hey, isn't this our Director Chen? You finally decided to come back from America?"

"I did stay in the US a bit longer this time, but there was nothing I could do. The box office performance of 'The Man from Earth' exceeded my expectations."

No sooner had Chen Fusheng finished speaking than Cheng Long eagerly followed up with, "Mr. Chen, does this mean your new movie is a box office hit in the United States?"

"You can say that."

Zhu Lin also asked curiously, "So, Director Chen, how much did your movie actually gross at the box office?"

"The cumulative box office for the first 16 days was 1282 million."

Chenglong was surprised to hear the number, but not as surprised as Zhulin and the others. After all, his previous films had earned millions of dollars at the box office in the United States. It wasn't until he asked about the cost that he realized the truth.

"The cost of this movie seems to be around 100,000."

"One hundred thousand dollars?"

"No, 100,000 RMB."

When Chenglong heard that it was 100,000 RMB, he immediately broke down.

At that moment, he was more shocked than anyone else.

The reason for this,
Because he had worked in Hollywood, he understood all too well just how incredible it was to achieve such high box office returns with such a low budget. "Mr. Chen, isn't the return on your film ridiculously high?"

"The total box office figures haven't come out yet, but based on the predictions from Hollywood entertainment newspapers, they're probably over 260 times the total."

"More than 260 times? This should break the previous record for film investment return rate, right?" Chenglong asked this question with a dry mouth.

"Yes." Chen Fusheng nodded slightly. He was indeed excited when he first calculated it, but that was it. After all, this record was of little use to him.

"You're amazing!" Chenglong exclaimed from the bottom of his heart.

Actually, the high box office success of "The Man from Earth" had a large element of luck.

Chen Fusheng himself admitted to this.

But faced with Chenglong's admiration, he wasn't overly humble. Instead, he stepped forward, patted the man on the shoulder, and said:
"This movie is just an appetizer; Die Hard is the main event."

He paused for a moment, then addressed everyone, saying, "Everyone, train hard. Once this movie is finished, I promise I'll take you all to America and conquer Hollywood together."

The phrase "Let's conquer Hollywood together" gave everyone, including Jackie Chan, a real shot of adrenaline.

Of course, this excludes a few foreigners who don't understand Chinese.

For example, Alan Rickman.

This guy is the actor Chen Fusheng found from the United States to play the villain Hans Gruber. He also played this role in history. But this is not a coincidence. Chen Fusheng contacted him directly by following the clues.

Of course, Allen hadn't acted in any movies at this time; he was just a stage actor, and he was very cheap, which was the main reason Chen Fusheng sought him out.

Apart from him, the other villains were all actors that Chen Fusheng found elsewhere. Of course, they all had one thing in common: they were not famous, and well, they weren't worth much money!

At this moment, the foreigners looked at the excited crowd and exchanged bewildered glances. Then they looked at the Chinese translator that Chen Fusheng had arranged for them and asked, "Excuse me, what is Chen saying to them? Why are they so happy?"

The translator thought for a moment and replied, "Director Chen said if we train hard, he'll give us extra chicken legs later!"

"Oh, do you Chinese people also like to eat chicken legs?"

"Yes……"

Next, Chen Fusheng introduced Allen and the others to Lingzi and the others, and then personally checked the training results of Chenglong and the others during this period. Before the sun set, he left the training ground of "Die Hard".

"Director Chen, are you going back to the company?"

"I'm not going back, just take me home."

Having not rested since returning by plane, and now after another day of running around, Chen Fusheng was exhausted.

After getting on the bus, I leaned back in my seat and pretended to doze off.

And he arrived at the familiar Four Seasons Hutong almost instantly, having just closed his eyes and opened them again.

"Director Chen, would you like me to help you carry your luggage inside?"

"No need to trouble yourself. My luggage isn't heavy. You should go home and have dinner early. Drive carefully on the road. Also... you don't need to pick me up tomorrow morning."

"Ok."

After instructing the driver, Chen Fusheng took his luggage from him and headed straight home...

(End of this chapter)