Global Best Actor: Starting with Picking Up Attributes in America

Chapter 457 The Blessing of Having Multiple Women

The headquarters building of China Dragon Pictures was surrounded by investors.

After the press conference, Rob's phone was ringing off the hook!

There are still more than 300 financing application emails in my inbox.

From domestic internet giants to local cultural tourism groups, and even established Hollywood studios and Middle Eastern oil capital, everyone is scrambling to get a piece of the pie from "Dragon Fight".

This is a sure-fire way to make money.

"Mr. Chen! Wanda has raised their offer again! They're willing to offer $8 million, plus three months of exclusive screening rights at all Wanda Cinemas nationwide!"

Li Suyan burst into the office carrying a stack of contracts, her excitement palpable: "Tencent said they can give us all the prime advertising spots on WeChat Moments, Video Accounts, and QQ Music—free promotion!"

Chen Xun rubbed his aching wrist; he had signed several contracts in a row, and his hand was almost broken from signing so many.

The contracts piled on the table were taller than a person.

If other filmmakers saw this, they would be absolutely stunned.

They have to beg and plead to find funding on a regular basis, and sometimes even have to drink with clients late at night.

Capital is now lining up to give Chen Xun money, afraid that he won't accept it.

"Wanda and Tencent have both signed!"

Chen Xun put down his pen and took a sip of coffee: "Enlight Media and Bona Film Group will each contribute 3 million, and the remaining amount will be reserved for China Film Group and Alibaba. After all, they didn't withdraw their investment when things were at their most difficult time, so we should give them that much face."

"clear!"

Lee So-yeon nodded, then couldn't help but complain, "These investors are going crazy these days! ByteDance people were just waiting downstairs, saying they were willing to offer $1 billion, as long as they could get 10% of the profits."

Chen Xun smiled but didn't say anything.

He understands all too well what these capitalists are thinking.

"Dragon Soars Across the Seas" is now a money-printing machine. What others see as a risk is seen as a guaranteed return by them.

With the current popularity, a box office surge is almost a certainty.

Getting on this train is like making money while lying down.

Not to mention the priority investment rights for all of China Dragon's films over the next three years.

As long as you follow Chen Xun, there will be plenty of opportunities to make money in the future.

After finishing everything, it was already 11 p.m.

Chen Xun dragged his exhausted body out of the company building, feeling like his bones were about to fall apart.

All he wants to do right now is go home, take a hot bath, and then go straight to sleep.

As soon as he got to the car, he found several figures standing in front of him.

Jennifer, Christine, Dakota, Ellie —

Chen Xun:

He suddenly had a bad feeling.

run!

He turned and walked into the company building.

"stop!"

The women spoke in unison.

Chen Xun stopped in his tracks, turned around stiffly, and forced a smile that looked more like a grimace: "Everyone, it's so late, why aren't you all home sleeping?"

"I'll be waiting for you."

Christine spoke first, pushing her sunglasses up to her forehead: "You just got out of the hospital and you're working until eleven? Do you have a death wish?"

Jennifer was carrying a thermal bag: "I made you some chicken soup. I started simmering it this afternoon. You didn't answer my calls or reply to my messages, so I had no choice but to come and wait for you."

"Brother Chen Xun, you're still not fully recovered."

Ellie stood behind Dakota.

The two sisters came together.

She held up a lunchbox: "I made your favorite chocolate chip cookies, and I promise they didn't burn this time!"

"that----"

Chen Xun rubbed his hands together, trying to find a perfect solution: "How about we do it together—"

"Together with what?"

The sounds rang out again simultaneously.

He finally understood that the idea of ​​having multiple wives was a lie.

"What I mean is, let's go to my house together."

After forcing himself to finish speaking, Chen Xun quickly added, "Didn't you all bring food? My kitchen is big enough, you can cook together, and I'll take care of the food. No one needs to drive; I'll have Robert arrange a driver to take you back."

"

The group exchanged glances.

Christine shrugged. "I have no objection."

Jennifer nodded: "Okay, I've brought enough motivational quotes anyway."

Dakota said softly, "Okay."

Ellie cheered, holding up the cookie box, "Yay! We can go to Chen Xun's house to play!"

Chen Xun secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, a fight didn't break out.

The villa in Beverly Hills was brightly lit.

Five women were busy in the kitchen, with various ingredients and cooking utensils piled up on the counter.

Jennifer had taken over the stove and was heating up chicken soup, the rich aroma filling the entire kitchen: "This is a recipe my mom specially found in China, with ginseng and goji berries added, it's specially for replenishing qi and blood. Your coma this time has damaged your vital energy, so you should drink more."

Christine stood next to her, holding a kitchen knife and cutting tomatoes.

The knife skills were appalling.

The tomatoes were cut into irregular sizes, and juice splattered all over the cutting board.

"Could you cut it a little nicer?"

Dakota walked over, glanced at the cutting board, and couldn't help but laugh.

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"As long as it's edible, it's fine." Christine retorted, "I'm not a chef."

Chen Xun sat on the sofa in the living room, holding a cup of hot milk that Jennifer handed him, watching the several women busy in the kitchen.

A sudden surge of warmth welled up in his heart.

None of these women left him during his most desperate times.

Kristen paid a hefty penalty to terminate her contract with CAA for him and was subsequently blacklisted by Disney.

Jennifer invested all her savings in China Dragon, just to help him save the company.

Dakota and Ellie joined the company with their entire fortunes, transforming from Hollywood's top stars into artists under China Dragon's banner.

They each protected him in their own way.

"The chicken soup is ready!"

Jennifer carried the casserole out, placed it on the dining table, and lifted the lid. The golden, translucent chicken soup was steaming, and its aroma instantly filled the entire living room.

"The salad is ready."

"The cookies are ready."

"Scrambled eggs with tomatoes — barely edible."

"I also fried a few steaks."

Four dishes, one soup, and a dessert.

Chen Xun sat in the main seat and couldn't help but smile as he looked at the table full of dishes in front of him.

Let's all eat together!

The meal was a lively and enjoyable affair.

The five of them ate and chatted, occasionally exchanging a few words, and sometimes bursting into laughter together.

Chen Xun sat in the middle, surrounded by several women with very different styles. Listening to their chatter, his weariness gradually dissipated.

After dinner, Chen Xun was forced to rest on the sofa.

Several women cleared the table, washed the dishes, and wiped the table. Their division of labor was clear, and they cooperated tacitly, as if it were their first time working together.

Chen Xun leaned back on the sofa, watching their busy figures.

He knew he was lucky.

In his previous life, he was just an ordinary spectator. After transmigrating, he relied on the system to get to where he is today step by step.

He thought the system and his cheat code were his greatest assets, but only now does he realize that his greatest wealth has never been the system, but rather the people who were willing to stand by his side when he was at his lowest point.

"What are you thinking about, so lost in thought?"

Christine wiped her hands and came over, sitting down next to him. She reached out and felt his forehead: "You don't have a fever."

Chen Xun looked at her and said, "Thank you."

Christine paused for a moment, then asked, "What are you thanking me for?"

"Thank you for everything you've done for me."

Christine's ears turned red again, and she turned her face away: "Don't give me that. I'm doing this for myself. The shares of China Dragon will appreciate in value in the future."

As long as I can be with him, that's enough.

A line of text suddenly appeared in Chen Xun's mind.

Although the system has disappeared, its functions have become an integral part of it.