How did I become famous?

Chapter 171 Opening Weekend Box Office (Vote Requested!)

December 8th, sunny, slightly chilly.

Fang Bie, who was slumped in the recliner, had already put on a wool sweater and a thick coat.

For the lower body, thermal pants are also a must.

Holding a cup of slightly sweet Tieguanyin tea infused with goji berries, Fang Bie felt very satisfied.

The sight of young women on the street wearing thick leggings that seemed to fly high was very pleasing to Fang Bie's eye.

Ugh, it's so annoying that nobody wears stockings in the summer.

He sighed, feeling increasingly nostalgic for the summer almost ten years ago.

Back then, in spring, summer, and autumn, girls still wore stockings.

But now, people only wear leggings in winter.

Oh well, it looks pretty much like stockings from a distance anyway, so I'll just put up with it.

"Old Fang, the cigarettes are back!"

Fang Bie lazily raised his head, glanced at Wu Kai, who was covered in sweat but still trying to maintain a smile, and at the whole Yellow Crane Tower 1916 in his hand.

He suddenly felt that all the leggings on the street looked boring.

He lazily watched Wu Kai unpack the cigarettes, lazily watched him open the pack, lazily put a cigarette Wu Kai offered to his lips into his mouth, and lazily waited for Liu Mang next to him to light it.

Take a deep breath.

The little joys in life are so simple and unpretentious.

And it's boring.

Flicked his cigarette ash and said lazily, "Speak, what is it?"

Sigh, what else could it be?

They're all just trying to grab attention by leveraging their opening week box office numbers.

Ugh, the term "competing for favor" sounds disgusting.

Mainly because there were two men.

They were still two greasy, middle-aged men in their thirties.

Yeah, a greasy middle-aged man who's thirty and still single.

Therefore, regardless of gender, the first reaction is actually to look at appearance.

"Old Fang! The first-week box office results are in!"

"Okay, go ahead, I'm listening."

Fang Bie leisurely exhaled an irregular smoke ring.

Sure enough, it was exactly as he had thought.

Wu Kai, his face flushed with excitement, exclaimed, "Five hundred million! Lao Fang! Your 'The Grandmaster' grossed five hundred million in its opening week!"

"No, it's your 'The Grandmaster'."

Fang Bie was still reeling from the blow Tom had dealt him a week earlier.

So my heavily modified script was actually this bad?

So he still found nothing interesting.

Liu Mang, standing nearby, added, "Your Name also grossed nearly 500 million!"

"Oh, awesome." Fang Bie remained unmoved. "How much is Captain America?"

"More than ten billion."

Fang Bie shrugged: "So, the combined box office for the first week of your two weeks isn't even as much as theirs?"

And that's just the domestic box office; it was also released in North America, so let's not even talk about the box office figures there.

Wu Kai looked ashamed and sighed, "It's all my fault. I failed to understand your good intentions, Lao Fang. It's all my fault, sigh."

Liu Mang didn't seem to feel anything; he had come to terms with it.

First of all, Lao Fang gave Wu Kai a complete script, although he deliberately left some plot holes.

But that was Lao Fang's script after all!

He wrote the script based on just one of his ideas, and then forced to revise it due to unforeseen circumstances.

The box office performance in the first week is already explosive.

He was actually quite content.

Anyway, that wasn't his intention. Let Skinny Monkey fight for the title of superhero successor.

My future title, Liu Mang, is "Godfather of Youth Romance Films"!

Besides, yesterday the young lady directly instructed the finance department to give all the company employees a large red envelope!

It was obvious that she was very satisfied with the movie!

Moreover, she also has to take time to come back to the company for an inspection today!

Fang Bie was kicked out of the company and sent to the nail salon downstairs.

Because the leaders need to do a thorough cleaning when they come to inspect.

Liu Mang sneered. Those sycophants really wished the floor could be used as a mirror! They even wanted to lick the tabletop clean with their tongues!

That's disgusting!

He stretched his wrists, which were a little sore from mopping and sweeping, and lit a cigarette.

"Pah! Lackey!" Wu Kai glared at him disdainfully, then turned back and said, "Old Fang, this script... it's all my fault. I didn't expect the hints you left for me."

Fang Bie took a drag of his cigarette, feeling a slight pain in his cheek: "Actually, that's just my true skill level. I never even considered any kind of inheritance or hints."

"You don't need to say anything!" Wu Kai interrupted him, his eyes red. "I understand, you don't need to comfort me."

He sniffed and laughed, "I've suffered countless setbacks in the past! Even you, Lao Fang, have put me down before. This little setback won't defeat me! Don't worry! I definitely won't let you down! I'm just a little unwilling this time."

It's really just a comparison.

When you used to dream of earning 5,000 a month when you were earning 3,000 a month, you would be very happy if one day you suddenly earned more than 10,000 a month.

But when you find that your friends are earning 30,000 or even 50,000 or 100,000 yuan a month, you will feel resentful because you feel that you are not bad either.

Then, even when you switch jobs and get a raise to 20,000 yuan a month, you still don't feel happy.

Because everyone around has 30,000.

But he immediately forced himself to come to his senses.

What a good person Lao Fang is! Even with the movie like this, he's still willing to comfort himself.

Wu Kai! You need to pull yourself together! Don't forget that you've only ever failed in these kinds of commercial films before!

This is an unprecedented success!

Fang was stunned.

Why is it that no one believes him whenever he tells the truth?

He really doesn't have many ideas!

And what about its deeper meaning?

And implying something?

Why are there two jujube trees planted in front of the door? Why are the curtains blue when I look up? What does this express?

This implies there were originally two jujube trees in front of the door! As for the blue curtains, you'll have to ask my mom! My mom said she thinks blue is pretty and doesn't get dirty easily!

"Never mind," Fang Bie said, feeling exhausted. "Whatever."

Be a happy fool, just drift through life and wait to die. Then, when the game comes out and sells well, modify it and launch it on Steam, then sit back and count your money.

What followed were decades of simple, unadorned, and monotonous life.

Add a little surprise to life every now and then.

For example, selling games at a 40% discount during holidays.

It's not about collecting rent, but it's better than collecting rent.

Beautiful!

Liu Mang and Wu Kai were also impressed by his nonchalant demeanor.

They suddenly felt ashamed.

It's just 500 million in the first five weeks! What's so great about that?

When Lao Fang was not famous, he made more than 2.5 billion yuan at the box office with just two movies in one year!

Now, even standing on Lao Fang's shoulders, they only have 500 million each, so there's really nothing to get excited about.

So the two of them opened the half-closed roller shutter door of the nail salon, then each moved a deck chair to Fang Bie's left and right sides, and lay down like fat and thin guardians on either side.

Five minutes later, Wu Kai shivered and sat up: "Aren't you cold?"

Liu Mang smiled smugly: "With thick layers of fat, I'm not afraid of the cold."

But he's afraid of the heat.

Wu Kai then looked at Fang Bie; he wasn't fat either.

Fang Bie smiled smugly: "That's why I'm carrying a thermos, Kai-ge."

He reached out and handed the glass to Wu Kai: "Brother, could you please pour out this water for me? It's a bit cold. I have some hot water boiling in the thermos inside, could you please change it? Thank you so much!"

Wu Kai: "."

He wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't, and instead obediently went to change the water.

He also found a cup and made himself a cup to warm his hands.

Lying on the recliner, Fang Wei turned to Liu Mang and asked, "Fatty, how's the song coming along?"

"Almost done." Liu Mang opened his eyes. "It'll be finished in a week at most. It's definitely a song that you, Lao Fang, can sing like a human CD! The high notes aren't too high, and the low notes aren't too low—perfect for your performance!"

"..." Fang Bie sighed, "Alright, hurry up, I still have to practice. We absolutely can't have any problems on the day at the end of the month."

He had made up his mind; even if the young lady didn't hold a thank-you concert that day, he would still sing for her.

What are you going to do on the last day of the month?

A cool female voice sounded in his ear. Fang Bie looked up and saw the young lady's chin.

And the nostrils.

It's quite symmetrical.

"It's nothing, it was just my birthday that day, we had some kind of event." Fang Bie sat up. "By the way, weren't you in class? Why did you come back?"

"Why didn't Liu Mang tell you when you brought people to visit the company?" the young lady asked expressionlessly. "Also, I'm hosting a fan meeting that day, are you coming?"

"You've already given the order, how could I not come?" Fang Bie glared at Liu Mang.

Seeing that the young lady's expression had softened slightly, Fang Bie took out a cigarette to light it.

Then the temperature suddenly dropped.

Fang Bie shivered, put the cigarette back in, and then casually stuffed it into Wu Kai's pocket: "I really didn't smoke today, really."

The young lady remained expressionless: "Give me your arm."

"What are you doing?" Despite saying that, Fang Bie still obediently stretched out his arm.

The young lady grabbed his arm and smelled it, then stared at him with a furrowed brow.

Fang Bie chuckled twice: "Wu Kai and Liu Mang gave them to me. They insisted I smoke them, and I felt bad refusing. But it's just one, and this one is definitely real!"

Liu Mang: "."

Wu Kai: "."

That's absolutely amazing!

So you didn't ask me to buy these cigarettes?

But there's no other way; taking the blame for the boss is a quality that a qualified subordinate should possess.

The two men exchanged a glance and nodded helplessly at the same time: "That's right, it was us who insisted on letting Lao Fang smoke."

The young lady glared fiercely at Fang Bie.

How could she not notice?

But she said, "Don't hang out with them anymore! Do you want to be single at thirty?"

Liu Mang: "."

Wu Kai: "."

This is truly an innocent victim of collateral damage!

Miss, is it really okay for you to say these things in front of both of us?

They both felt very uncomfortable.

They're eating lemons and still have to take the blame! Taking the blame is bad enough, but they also get criticized!

Fang gave them both a grateful look, then said, "You couldn't have come back just to inspect the company, could you? What's the matter?"

The young lady didn't answer; she still held onto Fang Bie's arm tightly: "Answer me first, where's the watch I gave you? Why aren't you wearing it?"

She's still wearing it on her wrist.

Fang Bie smirked: "Patek Philippe. Too flashy."

Actually, he wears millions of dollars on his arm because he's afraid someone will chop off his hand if he goes out.

"Is it too flashy?" The young lady nodded. "Then let's get a more understated one together another day. I'm not being long-winded, but even though watches aren't really useful for telling time these days, they're still a must-have as an accessory. Come with me to buy two Rolexes in a few days, those are more discreet."

To others, she's a cool and aloof girl.

It's only when she's facing Fang Bie that she unconsciously transforms into her motherly mode and starts nagging.

Is Rolex really that low-key? Fang Bie expressed his helplessness: "Rolex is more widely recognized, so let's just forget about it."

It's better to just get a three-meter-long bar.

The young lady frowned: "Then Vacheron Constantin? Richard Miller? Breguet? You have to choose one."

Fang Bie: "."

What exactly makes these brands so low-key?

And what are Richard Miller and Breguet? Are they watch brands too? I've never even heard of them.

The young lady was annoyed: "This won't do, that won't do! Do you just not want to wear the same watch as me?"

"Not really." Fang Bie glanced back. "Mainly, I think we should get to the point first."

Otherwise, Old Man Su and Second Brother Su, who had been standing behind for half a day, would have turned as black as charcoal!

If looks could kill, Fang would feel like he had already been torn to pieces countless times.

The brat finally realized someone was still here. Old Man Su said irritably, "If I wasn't worried about my daughter's safety, do you think I would have come? I make millions every minute."

"Dad, you didn't say that at home. You said you wanted to see how Fang Bie treated Xiao Lin." Su Erge smirked and said seriously, "Fang Bie, we're here to talk about serious business. You're on the news, you know that?"

Fang Bie was taken aback: "What news?"

He didn't do anything!

Hmm? Could it be...?

He suddenly thought of something.

Su Erge said calmly, "When Tom Smith was interviewed by CCTV-6, he said that you made a bet with him, and he also mentioned the bet between you. Fang Bie, you've completely blown up online."

I know it's annoying, but there's no other way. I've persevered for almost 30 days; I can't afford to give up in the last two or three days, right?

This week I'll work hard to get my new book on sale for a month, and next week I'll get my monthly votes, hehehe~

I'm going to sleep now. The next chapter will be this afternoon or tonight.

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(End of this chapter)