Domination in America, Starting from being a Boxing Champion Chapter 554 - 426 Massage and Apply Medicine

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Training continued until around four or five in the afternoon, and most people had left the gym. Link headed to the locker room to shower and change, calling out a few tis for Christine, ready to take her ho.

"Is the training over?"

Christine woke up from the sofa, lazily stretching her limbs. The hem of her T-shirt had ridden up, revealing her fair thighs and those insufferable safety shorts.

"Awake? Do you want to take a shower?"

Link rubbed his hair with a towel and took a shirt out of the closet to put on.

"Why would I be in the locker room?"

Christine turned her head to look around. She rembered having eaten sothing, trained for a while, and then felt waves of sleepiness. Her eyelids couldn't resist drooping, and in the end, she couldn't help but fall asleep on the soft bench by the weight rack.

When she woke up, she found herself lying on the sofa in Link's locker room. Link had just showered and was still getting dressed, even asking her if she wanted to shower.

"I saw you sleeping on the floor, so I carried you here to the locker room."

"Is that so?"

Christine thought about it; she had no recollection, but trusting him, she believed his words. However, as she tried to stand up from the sofa, she suddenly felt a sharp pain in her legs, arms, shoulders, and both sides of her ribs.

Biting her lower lip, Christine looked palely at Link, "Did you beat up while I was asleep? Why does my whole body hurt?"

"Muscle strain! I advised you to warm up before training, but you didn't care. It's normal to feel muscle pain now, it'll be better after a couple of days of rest. Emma went through the sa thing last ti. If you want to speed up recovery, you can try this dicine."

Link handed her a bottle of green ointnt.

"How do I use this?"

Christine asked with a furrowed brow, looking at the bottle.

"Apply it!"

Link unscrewed the cap and poured so green ointnt into his palm, then took Christine's arm and evenly spread the ointnt on her forearm, gently pinching it a few tis.

"Hiss, that hurts, be gentler."

"Just bear with it!"

Link patted her arm and then picked up the bottle to rub so ointnt onto her upper arm. Her arm was slender with just a bit of muscle.

"Oh, it's kind of cool! It feels much better now."

Christine moved her dicated arm, finding the stabbing pain had lessened a lot, and she felt a refreshing sensation of being healed from an injury, which was very srizing.

"Just like that. Apply it yourself when you get ho, twice a day, and you should be fine in about three days."

Link put down the bottle and stood up to say.

"How can I apply it myself?"

Christine pointed to the area on her back, "It hurts here too, and I can't raise my arms."

"You can ask your assistant to help you; your assistant's female, right?"

Link said.

"But... I'll have to endure the pain until I get ho; can't you help apply it?"

Christine held the bottle and asked.

Link looked at her, "I'm a guy, you don't mind touching your body?"

"Would you take advantage of while I'm hurt?"

Christine quietly asked him.

Link shrugged his shoulders, took the dicine bottle, and continued to apply it to her arms, calves, and the muscles towards the upper part of her thighs.

For his convenience, Christine, under his gaze, slowly took off her T-shirt and lay on the sofa hugging her chest.

Link continued to apply and massage her shoulders and back. When he reached her ribs, Christine couldn't help squirming, holding his hand and saying it tickled.

"Don't move!"

Link pressed down on her back to stop her from squirming because when she moved, it was inevitable that there would be so bumps and brushes, and it also made his inner fire rise. If Christine weren't injured, he wouldn't mind sothing happening right there.

Now, with the sll of ointnt on Christine, he couldn't make a move.

Lying on the sofa, her chin resting on her arms, Christine said, "You look pretty scary when you're angry."

Link didn't say anything, just continued massaging and applying the ointnt on her back. Her skin was smooth and delicate, like white marble, and slightly fleshy.

"Last ti Emma got hurt, did you also help her apply ointnt like this? Did you take the opportunity to take advantage of her?"

Christine asked.

"Last ti I took her ho, her aunt Julia was there."

Link's palms moved from her ribs to her waist, his fingertips lightly grazing the soft spots.

"Did you sleep with Emma?"

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"No!"

"Really? During that ti, I saw her sticking to you every day, and she often ntioned you during conversations. You guys never slept together?"

Christine asked.

"No! I have no reason to lie to you about this kind of thing."

Link shrugged his shoulders.

Christine didn't say anything more, she lay on the couch hugging her chest, her hair covering half of her face, making it difficult to discern her expression, while Link continued to apply dicine to her.

"Link!"

Christine said softly, her chin resting on her arm, "Before, I thought you were a player, lecherous, fickle scumbag who liked to deceive girls' feelings with your handso appearance and strong body, playing with their bodies."

"So I was that despicable in your eyes before, and now?"

Link gently kneaded her shoulders and asked.

"Now I think you're not that bad. You're quite talented, hardworking, diligent, interesting, and not as lecherous as I imagined. A bit better than I thought."

Christine said.

"Thanks! At least my effort applying the dicine wasn't in vain."

Link patted her pert behind.

Christine turned to give him a look, "You'd better not make take back what I just said."

"I'm done applying. Get up and move around to see if there are any other places that need dicine,"

Link said.

Christine looked at him and stood up nonchalantly, putting on a shirt in front of him. She moved her limbs around; her muscles still felt so stabbing pain in various places, but it was much less than when she awoke, and the piercing pain in the muscles of her legs when walking had also subsided.

"It should all be good after applying it a couple more tis."

Link handed the dicine bottle to her and walked into the washroom to wash his hands with his right hand in his pocket.

Christine looked at his awkward walk, blinking expressionlessly.

After leaving Muscle Beach Gym, Link drove Christine ho first, then drove to Lionsgate Films to pick up Ivanka from work.

On the way, they talked about the work at Lionsgate Films. After dealing with 'Warner Bros. Pictures stealing box office revenue,' the current primary work at Lionsgate Films was centered around six movies and two TV shows they were producing, as well as four movies set to premiere this and next month.

The box office results of the three movies distributed by Lionsgate Films in April and May were also quite satisfactory.

"The Lincoln Lawyer" had a production budget of 40 million dollars, the current North Arica box office was at 53.4 million, and the overseas box office was at 25.33 million, which nearly ensured breaking even. "Madea's Big Happy Family" had a production cost of 15 million, and its current North Arica box office had surpassed 50 million, clearly a profitable movie.

The other four low-budget movies, such as "Poor Miss," "Red State," etc., all had box office took in under ten million, with a total loss of about 30 million, which wasn't too bad.

Currently, aside from a debt of 180 million, Lionsgate Films was essentially breaking even.

The bad news was that in the first half of the year, the total box office of movies independently distributed by Lionsgate Films was less than 200 million US dollars, a figure that not only couldn't compete with the top six studios but also fell short of those of Summit Entertainnt, Weinstein Company, and Relativity dia. Lionsgate had dropped from Hollywood's seventh to the tenth largest studio last year.

"Take it slow. At this stage, we just need to keep the company stable and ensure that the work on several projects proceeds normally. Once we gain full control of Lionsgate, things will gradually improve,"

Link said while holding Ivanka's hand.

"There's another thing. Last week, you bought two movies back from Cannes Film Festival, and after watching them, several heads of the distribution departnt think the quality is very average and definitely will lose money if released as is. What are you thinking?"

Ivanka asked, looking at his profile.

"We'll hand the thriller over to the production departnt for re-editing to see if we can improve the movie's quality. Then, we'll have a test screening in a cinema near Chinatown to see if it has potential. If the results are poor, we'll end the screening imdiately. For 'Mr. Tree', I have so ideas for promotion, but I'm not sure if they'll work. I'll personally go to the distribution departnt tomorrow to discuss with them and also take the opportunity to learn more about the film distribution process,"

"That could work."

Ivanka nodded slightly, hearing his plans to promote a foreign movie with his past experience promoting albums, she felt the box office results might be surprisingly good.

"Why do I sll dicine? Are you hurt?"

Ivanka asked, sniffing her fingers.

"No! I was applying dicine to soone else."

"A woman?"

Ivanka blinked her long eyelashes.

"How did you guess it was a woman?"

Link was taken aback by her astuteness.

"You wouldn't be willing to apply dicine to a man."

Ivanka said with a curved lip.

Link shrugged his shoulders and briefly ntioned Christine practicing boxing and straining a muscle.

Ivanka humd through her petite nose and did not pursue the topic further.