Chapter 330: Album trend 2
It been.
Two weeks since the movie opened.
One week since the album dropped.
That was the summary sitting on the top of Jang Wook’s report, bolded like a warning, because at this point it was not excitent anymore, it was scale.
They were in Dayo’s office again, the sa room where the first three day numbers had landed like thunder, but tonight the screen felt heavier because this ti the numbers were not just Korea.
They had collated all the numbers together and were here to disseminate them.
Min Ja sat on the couch with his phone in hand, eyes sharp, already reading the entertainnt blogs before they even opened the official sheet.
Yuri sat close by, quiet, trying to look composed, but she kept glancing at the screen like it could change her life again.
Min Jae leaned forward on the chair opposite Dayo’s desk, elbows on his knees, impatient in that way he got when he pretended he was calm but wasn’t.
Jang Wook stood closest to the screen, tablet in hand, ready to read it out loud because he already knew that if he just sent the numbers to their phones, nobody would believe it.
Dayo sat behind his desk, posture relaxed, face neutral, but his eyes were focused. He had waited for this part, because readers would forgive hype, but they would not forgive missing numbers.
Jang Wook tapped the screen once and the full report opened.
"The budget is still the sa," he said, voice steady. "Nine million dollars. Roughly thirteen point one eight billion won."
Min Jae waved his hand like, yes yes, skip it, then paused because he rembered the last ti the budget line had looked big, and how quickly it had stopped looking big.
Jang Wook scrolled.
"Now we go to the movie."
He let the first block sit on the screen for a second before reading it.
THE NUMBER OF KOREA, TWO WEEKS
"Confird Korea admissions after fourteen days," Jang Wook said, "eleven million four hundred thousand tickets."
Min Jae’s mouth opened slightly.
Min Ji’s eyebrows lifted, just once.
Yuri’s lips parted like she wanted to speak, but the number stole her voice.
Jang Wook continued.
"Korea gross after two weeks, one hundred and sixty two billion won."
He did not rush the conversion because he knew Dayo liked to see both currencies clearly.
"That is roughly one hundred and twenty two million dollars."
The room went quiet, not because they were calm, but because nobody wanted to be the first person to say what they were thinking and jinx it.
Jang Wook scrolled again.
"The two week split shows sothing even crazier," he said. "The drop is soft. Week one was explosive, week two did not collapse."
He tapped the week breakdown so it was readable.
Week One admissions, eight million one hundred thousand tickets.
Week One gross, one hundred and fifteen billion won.
Week Two admissions, three million three hundred thousand tickets.
Week Two gross, forty seven billion won.
Min Jae exhaled and leaned back slowly.
"A second week like that is illegal," he muttered.
Jang Wook nodded. "It ans the movie is not just watched, it is repeated. It is being dragged by word of mouth and by pride."
Dayo finally spoke, quiet.
"Korea carried it like a local movent," he said.
Jang Wook switched to the next section.
INTERNATIONAL, FIRST WEEK OF RELEASE WINDOW
"This part," Jang Wook said, "is the one that shocked the distributors."
He scrolled and the screen filled with regional blocks.
United States.
Japan.
China.
Europe.
Other regions combined.
He read it out.
"First week international gross outside Korea, two hundred and fifty four million dollars."
Min Ji sat up straighter.
Yuri covered her mouth with her fingers, then dropped her hand quickly as if she had embarrassed herself.
Min Jae laughed once, sharp and unbelieving, like a man hearing a joke he wanted to be true.
Jang Wook did not laugh. He just continued because he had already read the sheet twice and he still had not recovered.
"United States first week gross, eighty six million dollars."
"China first week gross, sixty three million dollars."
"Japan first week gross, thirty eight million dollars."
"Europe first week gross, forty one million dollars."
"Other regions combined, twenty six million dollars."
He paused, then put the next line on screen.
TOTAL WORLDWIDE, CURRENT
"Korea plus international," Jang Wook said, "current worldwide gross after two weeks Korea and one week international rollout, three hundred and seventy six million dollars."
He converted it for them, because the won number looked brutal.
"That is roughly five hundred and one billion won."
Min Jae stared at it like it was a threat.
Min Ji whispered sothing under her breath, not a prayer, more like disbelief.
Yuri’s eyes looked wet for a second, but she blinked hard and kept them dry.
Dayo did not smile big. He just breathed out slowly, because this was the part where he always beca careful. Big numbers made people greedy, and greedy people made mistakes.
Jang Wook, already anticipating the next question, opened the settlent section.
"Now, before anyone starts thinking we have three hundred and seventy six million dollars sitting in our pocket," he said, "we rember the splits."
He spoke it like a lecture because he wanted Yuri to understand too.
"Cinemas take their cut. Local distributors take their cut. International partners take their cut. Marketing is its own line. The gross is not the take ho."
He scrolled.
"Based on the current contract structure and standard splits, our production side expected settlent from Korea on the first cycle is about sixty eight to seventy six billion won."
He converted it.
"That is about fifty one to fifty seven million dollars, from Korea alone, early settlent projection."
Min Jae made a sound that was half laugh, half curse.
Jang Wook continued.
"International settlent will take longer to land because of reporting windows, but the early projection on production side share from the international gross is about one hundred and ten to one hundred and thirty billion won, depending on region and partner terms."
He converted that too.
"That is roughly about eighty three to ninety eight million dollars."
Min Jea leaned back.
Yuri whispered, "This is... too much."
Min Jae looked at Dayo like he wanted to insult him again.
"You spent nine million dollars," he said, "and now they are talking about settlent that is already multiple tis the budget, and that is still early."
Dayo finally allowed a small smile, not just of proud, but also satisfied he is able to gain so much for his effort.
"We worked for it," he said. "Now we protect it."
Jang Wook nodded, then changed the tab.
"Now we go to the album," he said, "one week performance."
Yuri’s shoulders tightened imdiately although she knew the album is doing good but the actual number she still anticipate.
ALBUM, KOREA, ONE WEEK
"We focused on Korea first," Jang Wook said, "especially lon."
He scrolled and the report showed cumulative consumption.
"Total week one Korea streams across major Korean platforms, led by lon, is estimated at four hundred and twelve million streams."
Yuri’s breath caught.
Jang Wook highlighted the top lines.
"The title track held high and stable. The project did not have one song carrying it alone. The whole album was being stread."
He switched to physical sales because that was the part that made industry people choke.
"Korea week one physical, four hundred and eighty thousand units shipped and counted."
Min Jae whistled quietly.
Min Ji nodded like she expected it, but her eyes still widened.
Jang Wook added, "Preorders were higher, but we are counting confird units that have moved."
Yuri looked at Min Ji like she could not believe her na was attached to this scale.
Jang Wook moved to the international physical breakdown because the label partners had already sent early confirmations.
ALBUM, INTERNATIONAL, ONE WEEK
"China," Jang Wook said, "three hundred and ten thousand units."
"Japan, one hundred and ninety thousand."
"United States, one hundred and forty thousand."
"Europe combined, eighty thousand."
"Other regions combined, sixty five thousand."
He sumd it up clearly so nobody had to calculate.
"Total international physical week one, seven hundred and eighty five thousand units."
He pointed at the grand total.
"Korea plus international physical week one, one million two hundred and sixty five thousand units."
The room went quiet again, but this ti it was Yuri’s silence that mattered most, because her life had changed in seven days and her brain still had not caught up.
Jang Wook pulled up the revenue estimate section, careful with his wording.
"These are early estimates," he said. "Streaming payout and physical margin vary, but the conservative week one Korea revenue estimate from digital plus physical is around twenty one to twenty four billion won."
"That is about sixteen to eighteen million dollars."
He scrolled.
"International physical and digital partner revenue estimate, around seventeen to twenty billion won."
"That is about thirteen to fifteen million dollars."
He looked at Dayo.
"So album week one total revenue estimate, Korea plus international, around thirty eight to forty four billion won."
He converted it.
"That is about twenty eight to thirty three million dollars."
Min Jae leaned back and stared at the ceiling.
"This is not normal," he said again, but this ti he sounded less amused.
Yuri finally spoke, voice low.
"And I was scared it would flop."
Min-Jae
"You were scared because you are human," he said. "Now you see why we told you to breathe."
Dayo watched Yuri for a mont, then said, calm and direct.
"Do not let it enter your head. Let it enter your work ethic. This is the beginning."
Yuri nodded quickly, swallowing emotion.
Jang Wook, as if he had been waiting for the exact mont the room recovered, closed the numbers tab and opened the next page.
Min Jae caught it and frowned slightly.
"What is that," he asked.
Jang Wook did not answer. He looked at Dayo first, like he was checking if Dayo was ready to say it.
Dayo t his eyes, then nodded once.
Min Jae leaned forward again.
Yuri sat straighter, confused but alert.
Jang Wook finally spoke.
"Speaking of timing," he said, "this is the pri mont to move, because both projects are still boiling."
Min Jae’s eyes narrowed with interest.
"You an," he said slowly, "the mini tour idea."
Dayo nodded, his voice calm, but the room could feel the shift.
Yuri looked nervous again, but this ti it was a nervousness that ca with excitent, not fear.
And on the screen, beneath the numbers that had already rewritten everything, the next title sat quietly, waiting.
Mini Tour Proposal.
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