"2,200 big screens for the premiere, and almost 8 million US Dollars in box office revenue?"
Early morning in a five-star hotel in Los Angeles.
Tom Cruise was looking at the data report for "Jerry Maguire," his expression slightly smug.
This proved that his box office draw was still very strong.
It also demonstrated that despite the popularity of the Olympics, moviegoers were still willing to head to the theaters.
Of course, the feedback from the audience made the superstar very happy.
An average rating of B , although it didn’t break the record for sports motivational films, was quite high for a comrcial movie.
Based on past experience, multiple screens and high ratings, along with his own influence,
ant that the final box office would definitely break through 100 million US Dollars and achieve profitability.
Now, the only issue left to consider was how much profit it would make.
"Right," Tom put down the file and looked at his agent, "What’s the box office for that movie?"
"We haven’t tallied it yet," the agent shrugged helplessly and shook his head, "Universal Studios’ managent changes are frequent, and they still need so ti to adjust."
"Their work efficiency is very low right now."
Hearing this, Tom glanced at the rising sun, his eyebrows furrowing slightly.
He had stayed up all night just to get a definite result.
Was he really going to have to keep waiting?
"Tommy," his wife Nicole ca over with a glass of milk, "You haven’t rested for 24 hours, you should sleep now."
After drinking the milk, Tom hesitated but then shook his head.
His current status wasn’t just due to his good looks; a strong career drive was also an essential reason.
"Don’t worry, Tommy," the agent said, trying to reassure him, "that movie won’t be a threat."
"This is the audience feedback we got from the survey company."
The agent smiled and handed over a docunt, "The audience feedback for that movie is only a C-."
C-?
Tom was stunned for a mont and quickly took the docunt.
Monts later, he couldn’t help but smile, "So, does that an ’Jerry Maguire’ will dominate the sumr?"
Tom recalled past experiences and arrived at this conclusion.
Because with a C- rating, achieving a very high box office was only possible for films like "Texas Chainsaw Massacre," which focus more on violent and bloody sensory stimuli rather than the storyline.
And the competition was a biographical film!
Universal was promoting it as an award-seeking artistic film.
Thus, such a low rating almost certainly dood that movie!
After all, it was unlikely to have anything that would make the audience forget the plot and just scream in excitent.
Tom looked at the fax, finally setting aside his last hint of worry.
The relaxation in his mind imdiately reflected on his body.
He yawned involuntarily, smiling and said, "Then, I’ll... go rest for a bit."
With that, he whistled and walked briskly back to the bedroom of the suite.
Unlike the relaxed and pleasant atmosphere with the creators of "Jerry Maguire,"
the eting room booked by Universal Studios felt as though it were in the cold Arctic.
The impressive numbers for "Jerry Maguire" were like a heavy hamr, smashing down hard on the heads of those female actors taking on major roles for the first ti.
Shattering their dreams of becoming instantly famous across the United States.
After all, the market is relatively fixed; the number of moviegoers and the total spending don’t tend to explode in growth.
More people going to see "Jerry Maguire" ant naturally fewer would see this movie.
Upon hearing this news, those Italian superstars making caos all bid their farewells and left.
They were just making a friendly appearance without any major stakes involved.
Of course, if it had been successful, they wouldn’t have minded riding the wave of popularity.
But given the current circumstances, the movie was likely to fail.
So what was the point of staying here? Better to go ho and rest early.
"Hmph," Monica Bellucci said, her tone sowhat resentful as she watched the major stars leave.
"When the box office surpasses a hundred million, based on today’s performance, would they really feel comfortable adding this movie to their resus?"
This statent resonated with Liu Yuling and Penelope, and they began nodding in agreent.
Wang Jian, sitting beside them, shook his head helplessly. "These ladies... really do have quite the imagination!"
He was still sitting here for the sa reason as Ron yer up front.
But his expectations diverged sharply from the others.
"Mr. yer, the survey company’s report has been faxed over," a staff mber hurried into the eting room.
Everyone’s gaze imdiately fixed on that thin sheet of paper, waiting for the Universal president to announce the results.
"C-," Ron yer sighed deeply, his tone filled with sadness.
But in the mont he looked up, he and Wang Jian exchanged glances, revealing a slight smile.
"The final box office will take so more ti to confirm," Ron yer stood up, sincerely urging, "Everyone should go back and rest for now."
Director Sofia was the first to stand up.
She had already anticipated this result.
Afterward, so of the crew mbers stood up one after another and left with sighs of regret.
Wang Jian thought for a mont and also stood up.
"It’s said that after every movie fails, soone has to take most of the bla."
"Now, from this point on, we are no longer teammates but rivals."
He glanced at Ron yer’s retreating figure, his eyes sowhat aningful.
Winston Groom could write such a compelling critique for "Forrest Gump."
Mr. yer, it’s ti you saw my professionalism too.
"Mr. Wang, are you also heading back to your room?" Liu Yuling asked quietly.
"Yes," Wang Jian nodded, "Aren’t you going back?"
"Ha," Penelope scoffed, "Do you know what it ans for people like us to helm a major production and fail at the first attempt?"
"We might never appear in Hollywood again."
"Do you think we are in the mood to rest?"
None of my business...
Wang Jian shrugged his shoulders and prepared to leave.
"Mr. Wang, don’t mind her, we still have opportunities ahead," said Liu Yuling, who had always been grateful to Wang Jian.
"Besides, low feedback doesn’t necessarily an a box office failure," she continued to console him, "I have a lot of confidence in this movie."
I have no confidence, where do you get yours?
Wang Jian looked at Liu Yuling, pondering for a mont, "Then, once the final box office numbers arrive, send them to my room."
He felt sowhat guilty towards this fellow Asian actress.
"Let’s arrange a few opportunities for her in TV series."
Once Wang Jian left as well, only the three actresses remained in the eting room.
"We initially thought this was a good opportunity, didn’t expect it to turn out like this," Penelope sighed, touching up her blonde hair.
"Indeed." Monica rubbed her cheeks and agreed, "It seems our Hollywood journey is over, and we have to return to our hotowns."
That said, the two won exchanged looks, then turned sympathetically towards Liu Yuling.
Both were top actresses in their own countries, coming to Hollywood only to embrace higher challenges.
However, Liu Yuling, already mingling in Hollywood, faced a potentially career-ending blow this ti.
Whether this Asian actress could continue her acting career was still an unknown.
Liu Yuling gave a bitter smile, beginning to consider what she might do next for a living.
At that mont, a staff mber rushed into the eting room.
"The first day’s box office tally is complete, 1800 screens, total box office 8.2 million US dollars!"
"How much?" The three won were stunned for a mont, then asked loudly in unison.
The young staff mber, seeing the three beautiful ladies staring at him with twisted expressions, stamred, "8.2 million US dollars!"
Does that an it’s two hundred thousand more than "Jerry Maguire" and achieved with fewer screens?
Penelope picked up the data, ready to leave the eting room, "I’ll go inform Mr. Ron yer."
"Mr. yer has already received the data, now only Mr. Wang is not aware.",
"His room phone doesn’t go through, seems like he’s online or sothing," the staff mber said.
"Mr. Wang... producer... not aware?" The three won looked at the data, their minds whirling with thoughts.
"Cough..." Liu Yuling coughed lightly, picking up the fax, "Mr. Wang ntioned earlier that I should inform him."
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