Global Best Actor: Starting with Picking Up Attributes in America

Chapter 447 The Building Is About to Collapse!

The doctor pushed open the door and came out.

Everyone immediately crowded around, asking all at once, "Doctor! How is he?"

"Are you alright?"

"When will you wake up?"

The doctor took off his mask, wiped the sweat from his forehead, looked at everyone, and slowly said, "The patient's vital signs have completely stabilized, there is no intracranial bleeding, and no organ damage."

The doctor looked at the crowd that had gathered around him, his tone uncertain: "But he's fallen into a deep coma. It's probably a self-protective mechanism triggered by his brain receiving too much information in a short period of time. As for when he'll wake up—"

The doctor looked around at the group of celebrities he rarely saw and swallowed hard. "It's hard to say. Maybe tomorrow, maybe a week, maybe longer."

After the words were spoken, the corridor was initially deathly silent, followed by a collective sigh of relief.

"Thank goodness—it's good that there's no danger to his life—"

Lee So-yeon clutched her chest, her legs buckled and she almost collapsed to the ground. Robert quickly reached out to support her, his own hands trembling.

Jennifer's nerves, which had been tense for hours, finally relaxed. Her legs went weak and she leaned against the wall, tears welling up in her eyes again, this time tears of joy: "Thank you, doctor—thank you, doctor—"

Christine breathed a sigh of relief and raised her hand to wipe away the tears from the corner of her eyes.

As long as everyone is safe, there is still hope.

But the thought that even the doctors couldn't be sure when he would wake up made his previously relaxed body tense up again.

Rob felt like the sky had fallen!

This not only means that his long-term partners will have to leave temporarily, but also that Chen Xun's business empire, which he built from scratch, and "Dragon Soars Across the Seas," to which he poured all his heart and soul, will have to be put on hold.

"We will arrange the best medical team to monitor you 24 hours a day."

After the doctor finished speaking, he turned and left.

Christine, Jennifer, and Lee So-yeon stayed at the hospital to take care of her.

The sky outside the window brightens and darkens, then brightens again.

In the blink of an eye, a week has passed.

Chen Xun still hadn't woken up.

He lay quietly on the hospital bed, his face pale and his breathing steady, as if he were asleep.

No matter how I called him, he didn't respond.

Almost everyone who could come came this week.

The chairmen of China Film Group and Alibaba Group personally flew to Los Angeles and stood outside the ward for half an hour, saying only one sentence: "No matter when Chen Xun wakes up, we will wait for him. Money is not a problem. We will fully cover the funding for 'Dragon Soars Across the Seas'."

Robert came almost every day, each time bringing a bouquet of sunflowers to place by Chen Xun's bedside.

"Sunflowers always face the sun, and Chen Xun is our sun."

Vin Diesel parked his Dodge sports car downstairs at the hospital, saying he would stay there until Chen Xun woke up.

Hammer Brother sends Chen Xun videos of himself making dumplings every day, saying he'll show off his skills when Chen Xun wakes up.

But no matter how many people hoped, Chen Xun still did not wake up.

But the world outside the hospital has changed drastically.

The headquarters building of China Dragon Film Group, once brightly lit and bustling with activity, now stands lifeless in its top-floor offices.

Robert sat at Chen Xun's desk, with a mountain of documents piled up in front of him, and the ashtray overflowing with cigarette butts.

He had a stubble beard, bloodshot eyes, and a wrinkled shirt, making him look completely different from the once smartly dressed and spirited CEO.

Boom!Boom!Boom!

The assistant knocked and entered, his face grim: "Mr. Luo, Fox called again. They said if Mr. Chen doesn't wake up soon, they'll have to reconsider their cooperation with us. Several former Fox executives are already secretly contacting Disney, wanting to bring their teams to switch jobs there."

Rob rubbed his temples, his voice hoarse: "Tell them to give us another week."

"The investors of 'Dragon Fight' just had a video conference and said that if filming cannot start within half a month, they will withdraw their investment. Several agents of Hollywood actors also came to ask if they would take other roles if the project falls through."

"Disney is also taking advantage of the situation, poaching three of our senior distribution managers and even saying that anyone willing to switch jobs will have their salary doubled."

"Domestic public opinion is also starting to go wrong. Many marketing accounts are stirring up trouble, saying that if Chen Xun falls, the Chinese dragon is finished!"

"Some people say that Chen Xun is being punished and will never wake up in this lifetime."

, 7

With each word the assistant spoke, Robert's expression darkened further.

He waved for his assistant to leave, then leaned heavily back in his chair, stared at the ceiling, and sighed.

It was only this week that he truly understood the meaning of the newly learned idiom: "A great building is about to collapse!"

When Chen Xun was around, he considered himself a hero of Xunxing Entertainment and Chen Xun's right-hand man.

He believes he deserves at least half the credit for the company's growth from a small studio with only two people to the seventh largest studio in Hollywood.

Chen Xun was responsible for making movies, acquiring resources, and making decisions, while he was responsible for execution, management, and building the team.

He always felt that his abilities were no less than Chen Xun's.

But it wasn't until Chen Xun collapsed that he realized how terribly wrong he had been.

What he thought was a simple decision was actually the result of Chen Xun's countless nights of deep thought.

Those collaborations that came about naturally were all obtained by Chen Xun through his connections and reputation.

When Chen Xun was around, Disney didn't dare to make any rash moves, Fox executives didn't dare to act recklessly, investors were eager to give money, and actors were willing to join for free.

Everyone was concerned not with the reputation of Xunxing Entertainment, but with the reputation of Chen Xun.

Now that Chen Xun is gone, all the problems have been exposed.

He thought he could handle it, but when it was his turn, he realized he was nothing.

Problems that Chen Xun could solve with a single sentence before, he couldn't solve no matter how hard he ran.

Robert chuckled self-deprecatingly and picked up a photograph from the table.

The photo was taken a few years ago, before Chen Xun became famous. The two were eating hamburgers on the streets of Hollywood, smiling broadly.

At that time, he was an unwanted agent, and Chen Xun was a dropout who was just an extra.

The two squeezed into a ten-square-meter rented room, eating the cheapest instant noodles, dreaming about starting their own film company and making the best movies in the world.

Later, the company was indeed established and grew bigger and bigger, and he became the respected General Manager Luo.

He gradually forgot what he was like back then, and felt that he was amazing and that he deserved half the credit for Chen Xun's success.

Now he understood that it wasn't him leading Chen Xunfei, but Chen Xun who had been leading him all along.

Without Chen Xun, he is nothing.

Without Chen Xun, China Dragon Pictures would be a disorganized mess.

"Boss—"

Looking at Chen Xun's bright smile in the photo, Rob's eyes reddened: "You used to shoulder everything for me, now it's my turn to shoulder it for you. Even if it costs me my life, I will protect your company and 'Dragon Soars Across the Seas' and wait for you to come back."

He picked up his phone and dialed Li Suyan's number: "Suyan, notify all department heads to have an emergency meeting at nine o'clock tomorrow morning to find the contract with Fox. I will personally go and talk to them tomorrow."

After hanging up the phone, Robert stood up, walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, and looked down at the endless stream of people below.

Sunlight streamed through the glass onto him, but it couldn't dispel the gloom in his heart.