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15.08 million!

This wasn't an extremely high number, but in the box office rankings for the same day," Hero of the Fire " ranked fifth, surpassing " Journey to the West: The Kingdom of Women " and " The Fierce Worm Crossing the River " in third place.

The top two were " Evil Cannot Suppress Good " and " Transdimensional Cohabitation ".

51.32 million and 16.34 million

Jiang Wen's movie had gained a good reputation. Coupled with the appeal of the big names, the results were indeed good.

As for Transdimensional, who was ranked second, he wasn't too far off from Burning Hero.

However, neither " Evil Will Suppress Good " nor " Transdimensional Cohabitation " could compare to the reputation of " Hero of Fire."

Therefore, on the second day, the major theater chains began to adjust the screening rate of Hero of the Fire, rising from the original fifth place to the second place.

Now that the screening rate was high, the next step was to look at the attendance rate.

Only when the attendance rate was high could there be a higher box office.

Chen Feng did not care about this, but he could not resist the concern of others.

Early the next morning, Yang Zi's familiar scream came from the phone.

"75 million at the box office. Class monitor, can you believe it? I feel like I'm dreaming."

"Please, I am indeed dreaming!”

Chen Feng glanced at his watch. It was only 5 AM. Was there a need to be so excited?

"Class monitor, aren't you excited? On the second day's box office rankings, we're already in second place. The first place,"Evil Will Not Suppress Good", is only at 81 million now. It's not far from us!”

"Calm down, calm down, Yang Zi. Remember, you're a lady. Don't shout so loudly, okay?”

Chen Feng was speechless." You're only second. There's still a long way to go. You have to continue working hard. Goodbye!"”

After hanging up, Chen Feng only wanted to sleep for a while more. However, at this moment, his phone was receiving calls one after another.

He picked it up and saw that it was Director Wen.

"Hello, Director Wen, why are you calling me so early? Did you cancel our cooperation?"

Chen Feng felt that he was a little surprised that the investor was calling him so early. Could it be that the investor was anxious and could not wait any longer?

However, Director Wen's hearty laughter came from the other end of the phone." How could that be? Haha, Feng Zai, your performance really exceeded my expectations!”

The director praised him without hesitation." Your film has already been watched by the investors. They called me this morning and asked me to sign the contract with you.”

"Why? Didn't they want to see the box office earnings a week later?”

Chen Feng was puzzled.

"What else could it be? They're afraid that if it drags on, your pay will be too high!”Director Wen wasn't joking. He knew very well how powerful a good movie's ability to create stars was.

When the Fire Hero started to ferment, the price of three million was out of the question.

Hearing this, Chen Feng fell silent. These investors were all profit-minded. After seeing his movie, they wanted to sign the contract before he became popular. What a good plan.

"Of course, Feng Zai, if you feel that the pay is not enough, you can also make a request. I'll talk to the investors!”

Hearing Chen Feng's silence, Director Wen immediately added.

Before he made the call, the investor had said that he would get Chen Feng to sign the contract no matter what.

"Okay, Director Wen, how about this? I won't increase my salary either. I'll just wait until the movie is released and I'll get a bonus.”

Chen Feng had thought this through very clearly. Since this group of merchants only cared about profit, he could not just let it go.

If he wanted money, 20 million was his psychological price, but the investors might not really agree.

If it was converted into box office dividends, it could be studied. Moreover, the future earnings might exceed expectations.

"Dividends? Alright, I'll communicate with the investors in a while. Feng, get ready. It's best if we set off today!”

Director Wen hung up the phone as soon as he finished speaking. He seemed to be very anxious about this matter.

After hanging up the phone, Chen Feng no longer had the mood to sleep. He got out of bed and went for a jog. When he returned, he was ready to pack his things.

He believed that even if the literary director couldn't get 5% of the votes, 2% should be no problem.

He suddenly thought of something and called the girl.

"Hello, girl? I'm going to Xiangjiang to film. Is there a suitable manager for me?”

Chen Feng realized that he had to take care of everything by himself. Hence, he thought of finding a manager.

In his opinion, the one he trusted the most was still the girl.

Moreover, she still needed to check what kind of manager she was, so that she wouldn't let her imagination run wild.

As for Chen Feng's requests, this little girl had always been one to grant them.

In the afternoon, someone knocked on Chen Feng's door.

The moment Chen Feng opened the door, he saw a beautiful woman with chestnut-colored wavy hair and gold-rimmed glasses standing at the door.

" Chen Feng?"

The beautiful woman said with a very imposing manner.

"Yes! And you are?"

Chen Feng nodded and asked.

"My name is Leng Yu. I graduated from Stanford in M Nation with an NBA. I've been in the manager industry for five years. I'm your manager now. You can call me Sister Yu.”

Cold Jade introduced while extending her fair, jade-like hands.

Chen Feng extended his hand and shook her hand before nodding politely." Welcome, Sister Yu!"”

Now that the evaluation votes and monthly votes are out, can I trouble everyone to give me some more support? Little Hao thanks, there will definitely be more updates today.

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