Entertainment: A whirlwind marriage with a fairy-like mother at the start!

Los Angeles.

The top-floor conference room at Paramount headquarters.

The smoke from the cigar swirled in the air.

The big screen displayed a summary report of Avatar's global opening weekend box office.

Nine hundred and thirty million US dollars.

That long string of zeros stung the eyes of every Hollywood executive present.

President Smith stubbed out his cigar in the ashtray.

"Has the matter been clarified?"

"Where did this damn light and shadow lab come from?"

The investigation supervisor, sitting at the lower end of the table, swallowed hard.

He opened the document in his hand.

"Mr. Smith, we've found out."

"This visual effects company was originally just a nearly bankrupt outsourcing team in Burbank."

"It was wholly acquired by a Chinese capital company called Salty Fish Entertainment more than a year ago."

"Then...they spent a fortune on top-of-the-line equipment and developed a completely new facial capture technology."

"The script rights for Avatar are also in the hands of that Chinese man."

Smith's face was as black as the bottom of a pot.

He slammed his hand on the table with a loud, dull thud.

"Chinese capital?"

"You mean, our Hollywood's proud industrial system was utterly humiliated by a Chinese guy?!"

"They not only pocketed the lion's share of the profits, but also turned that Chinese actress named Liu Yifei into a global idol?"

The meeting room was completely silent.

Nobody dared to provoke this bad luck.

The head of the distribution department forced himself to speak.

"President, shouldn't we...do something?"

"For example, could we contact the theater chains and create some obstacles for them, like restricting their screenings?"

"Or perhaps release some negative information in the media to dampen the popularity of that Chinese actress?"

Before Smith could speak, the theater alliance representative sitting next to him sneered.

"Restricted screenings?"

"Are you out of your mind?"

"Audiences across America are lining up to buy tickets for Avatar!"

"IMAX movie tickets are being sold for as much as $300 on the black market!"

"You want the theaters to stop printing money? Believe me, those angry movie fans will tear the theaters down!"

The head of the distribution department was left speechless after being confronted.

Smith irritably loosened his tie.

He certainly knows that it's too late to target Avatar now.

The die is cast.

Fox's stock price is soaring every day because it acquired global distribution rights.

Who would turn down a lucrative opportunity to engage in industry boycotts?

Damn it.

"Have your men keep a close eye on this Salted Fish Entertainment."

"I heard they're still making a movie called Inception."

"We absolutely cannot let them establish a firm foothold in Hollywood!"

Smith gave the order through gritted teeth.

Similar scenes are unfolding within other major companies.

Everyone felt a tightness in their chest.

In the past, they were the ones who made money all over the world.

Now, however, a Chinese person has directly stolen their home base.

.....

Beverly Hills.

Inside the presidential suite of a top-tier hotel.

Liu Qianqian was wearing loose silk pajamas and sat cross-legged on a large leather sofa.

She was holding a tablet computer, her fingers frantically swiping across the screen.

"Dad!"

"Look at the trending topics on Twitter!"

"They all call me Queen Pandora!"

"Many top Hollywood brands have also emailed me, wanting me to be their spokesperson!"

Liu Qianqian's face turned bright red with excitement.

She hasn't dared to leave the house these past few days.

Whenever he appears in public, he is surrounded by countless crazy fans and paparazzi.

Wearing an apron, Yu Le brought out two plates of freshly pan-fried steaks from the open kitchen.

He placed the plate on the table and casually untied his apron.

"Don't get carried away."

"You only benefit from the fact that he has blue skin."

"The audience is currently obsessed with Neytiri, not you, Liu Yifei."

Yu Le pulled out a chair, sat down, and picked up a knife and fork to cut a piece of beef.

"Come and eat quickly."

"After lunch, I still need to go to the Inception set to film a few more scenes."

Liu Qianqian pursed her lips.

She put down her tablet, ran barefoot to the dining table, and sat down.

"Dad, can't you say something nice to me?"

"I am, after all, the leading lady of the highest-grossing films worldwide."

Yu Le pushed the cut steak in front of her.

"Okay, okay, you're the best, a Hollywood superstar."

"Eat it quickly, it'll get fishy if it gets cold."

Liu Qianqian proudly raised her chin, picked up her fork, and stuffed a piece of beef into her mouth.

"By the way, Dad."

"Why have Sister Yang Nuo and Attorney Luo been so rarely seen lately?"

"Aren't you going to manage the film crew's accounts anymore?"

Yu Le took a sip of warm water.

"The production crew's budget is so small, do they really need to keep an eye on it every day?"

"They're in New York on business."

Liu Qianqian blinked curiously.

"What important matter is it?"

"Don't pry into adults' business, little brat."

Yu Le tapped the edge of the plate with his fork.

Go memorize your lines.

........

in the afternoon.

Burbank Studios.

The Inception crew.

Liu Qianqian had just gotten out of the nanny van.

A burst of extremely enthusiastic screams immediately erupted outside the film crew's location.

Dozens of local movie fans holding Avatar posters pushed and shoved forward.

Wang Meng and Zhao Qiang forcefully created a passage.

Stepping into the photography studio.

Those Hollywood staff members who used to be so arrogant all stopped what they were doing.

The way they looked at Liu Qianqian completely changed.

It's no longer about viewing her as an Eastern girl who got the role through financial backing.

Instead, it's about seeing a true global superstar.

Director Nolan took the initiative to greet him.

He had an extremely warm smile on his face.

"Crystal, congratulations."

"The success of Avatar is simply amazing."

"The whole of Hollywood is talking about you now."

Liu Qianqian nodded politely in thanks.

Leonardo DiCaprio walked over with a cup of coffee.

He looked at Liu Qianqian, a hint of shock hidden deep in his eyes.

"I went to see the premiere yesterday."

"Your performance was impeccable."

Leonardo DiCaprio raised his coffee cup and made a toasting gesture.

Liu Qianqian responded with a smile.

In this world of fame and fortune, only solid box office success can earn true respect.