My teacher is Bruce Lee, who dominated Hollywood.

Chapter 67 Box Office Revenue Sharing

Back in the living room, the master and apprentice sat down around the black leather suitcase.

Bruce Lee's eyes were full of curiosity: "Han, do you think that Japanese guy really developed his resilience to blows using this thing?"

Qin Han knew his master too well, and he would try anything that could improve his martial arts skills.

Moreover, if one were to forcefully stop it, it might have the opposite effect.

He considered it carefully and said, "Theoretically, it should be possible, after all, human muscles are controlled by electrical signals."

"But Master, this thing looks like a half-finished product no matter how you look at it."

"Although Hiroki Ishii has good physical strength, his power exertion is extremely stiff, which I think is a sign of long-term damage to his nervous system."

Bruce Lee, as a grandmaster, placed great importance on control over his body.

Indeed, Ishii's performance in the ring is explosive, but lacks a smooth and fluid feel.

In other words, this thing has side effects?

Qin Han, observing the change in Bruce Lee's expression, pointed to the information in the instruction manual and pressed on, saying, "And the voltage standard for this thing is incorrect."

"We're flying to Hong Kong the day after tomorrow. If this machine doesn't have a voltage regulator and you get an electric shock, that would be a real problem."

This statement dispelled Bruce Lee's desire to try it out. For him at that moment, nothing was more important than successfully completing the filming of "Enter the Dragon".

He closed the box again: "Let's just leave this here for now. Taking it to Hong Kong will involve going through customs, which is too much trouble."

Upon hearing this, Qin Han finally felt relieved.

He picked up the box and stuffed it directly into the deepest part of the storage room.

For at least the next few months, this time bomb is safe.

I must use this time to find the real problem with this machine and completely dissuade my master from using it.

The next morning.

A rare thin fog blanketed Los Angeles, making the palm trees outside the window appear and disappear.

Qin Han had just drawn back the curtains when the system delivered today's intelligence.

Today's intelligence has been updated.

Due to warm and humid air currents, Tolo Harbour in Hong Kong has entered its red tide season ahead of schedule, resulting in the death of a large number of fish and prompting fishermen to leave the harbor to fish.

Tolo Harbour? Qin Han was somewhat stunned as he stared at this nonsensical message.

Why is the system pushing this to me?

Could it be that some of the filming locations for "Enter the Dragon" will be affected?

"Never mind, I'll write it down first." He wrote the three words "Tolo Harbor" on the notebook filled with all sorts of strange information.

After washing up and eating the sandwiches Renee had prepared, Qin Han drove to Universal Studios.

As soon as he entered the Black Tower's lobby, the receptionist greeted him warmly: "Mr. Qin! Good morning! Mr. Sidney is already waiting for you!"

As he walked toward the elevator, people kept greeting him, their eyes filled with excitement.

Pushing open the office door, he saw a smile he had never seen on Sidney Sinberg's face before: "Ha! Our fighting hero has arrived!"

The vice president slammed a report into Qin Han's arms: "Look at this! This is utterly insane!"

Qin Han opened the report, which showed the box office statistics for the opening weekend of "The Big Boss":

Friday: $14.

Saturday: $18.

Sunday: $65!

A nearly vertical growth curve, like a rocket taking off, rushes to the top!

"The effect of that live broadcast was terrifying." Sidney poured himself a glass of whiskey. "The attendance on Saturday night was just steadily increasing, but on Sunday... God, there were lines of people at movie theaters all over the country."

"150 copies are still too few. Even with all theaters operating at full capacity, it's still not enough to satisfy the audience's enthusiasm!"

Qin Han looked at the astonishing 65 and laughed: This is the power of "event marketing".

A groundbreaking marketing strategy that delivered an incredible boost to the film's box office!

Sidney took a sip of whiskey, his eyes gleaming: "The distribution department has revised their model forecasts, and this film's final North American box office could very well reach $1200 million!"

"Congratulations, Universal." Qin Han put the report back on the table. "Based on this calculation, the film's profit should be at least 600 million. After deducting the theater revenue share, Universal should net more than 300 million, right?"

"And this is what you've given up!" He made a fist with his hand, forming a "0".

Sidney laughed heartily, showing no awareness of having gained a great advantage: "That's the game in Hollywood, Qin."

He walked behind his desk, sat down, and pulled out a check: "Of course, we will never treat our friends unfairly."

"This is the advance payment for profit sharing, $6."

"I think Mr. Raymond Chow would be very happy to continue working with us after seeing this check."

Qin Han took the check and stuffed it into his pocket: "Boss Zou will certainly be satisfied. Now that 'The Big Boss' has proven the market for kung fu films, what does Mr. Sidney think about 'Fist of Fury' and 'Way of the Dragon'?"

Sidney put down his glass, reverting to his shrewd businessman demeanor: "Global is willing to adjust the cooperation model. Since we're all old friends, Mr. Qin, please speak frankly."

Qin Han smiled and said, "Just like we said last time, for these two movies, we want 15% of the total North American box office revenue."

Sidney agreed without hesitation: "Deal. However, you'll still be responsible for the promotional materials and print production, how about that?"

This weekend, he went to the cinema himself and watched "The Greatest Fist" and "The Big Boss".

He also discovered the same problems that Renee had identified.

While the copy produced by Golden Harvest wasn't perfect, it was still much better than "The Fist Within Four Walls".

Clearly, Hong Kong's English translation and dubbing are better at capturing the emotions of the actors in the film.

Qin Han hadn't expected Sidney to be so agreeable; it seems that the surprise "The Big Boss" brought to Universal truly satisfied him.

"15% of the revenue will be split, and all costs of the distribution materials will be borne by Hans and Jiahe. Deal."

The two shook hands amiably.

"Qin, doing business with you is both enjoyable and profitable," Sidney said with a smile. "I wish you a successful trip to Hong Kong."

He sighed, a hint of regret in his voice: "To be honest, seeing Warner Bros. preparing 'Enter the Dragon,' I'm actually a little envious. If only this movie were a Universal project."

"There will be an opportunity." Qin Han smiled meaningfully: "I happen to have a script in the works."

"I guarantee that it's a story that was born for Universal."

"Oh?" Sidney's interest was piqued. "What kind of movie is it? Is it also a kung fu film?"

"Keep it a secret for now." Qin Han left Sidney with this suspenseful question that was enough to make him agonize, and turned to leave the office.

When we returned to West Hollywood, the afternoon sun was shining brightly, casting a warm golden glow on the roof of the villa.

As soon as he turned into the lane, Qin Han's lips curled into a smile.

A well-worn Honda motorcycle was parked in front of the villa.

"Woof woof woof!" A big dog was running happily in the yard, playing and frolicking with Renee.