Campus Ace Girl-Chapter 707 - 708: Wow, Uncle is so Awesome

Wang Yuan understood his boss’s intentions and didn’t object, only offering a small smile. "I’ll help you free up your schedule. The event will be at Beicheng’s largest convention center."

Min Xin paused for a moment, then waved his hand dismissively. "We can’t go empty-handed. Go choose a gift that a young girl might like."

Wang Yuan hesitated. "Little Gu might prefer a gun."

Min Xin disagreed. "What kind of little girl likes guns! Go pick something decent. Actually, pick two things."

Understanding his boss’s intent, Wang Yuan grinned, "Okay."

After a brief pause, he asked, "What about the conditions Little Gu put forward?"

Of course, Min Xin couldn’t refuse. He had spoken with great surety in the afternoon. If he didn’t agree, complaining a little to Gu Anxi and Old Wang might be acceptable. But if he spouted nonsense in front of Zhou Yu tomorrow, what face would he have left?

Even the thought of it was unbearable. Min Xin waved his hand dismissively. "Agreed," he declared, muttering a curse under his breath.

Wang Yuan chuckled, about to exit the room when Min Xin stopped him. "If I find out you’ve taken any advantage of her, I’ll skin you alive." 𝓯𝙧𝓮𝓮𝒘𝓮𝙗𝙣𝒐𝒗𝒆𝓵.𝓬𝓸𝒎

Wang Yuan quickly responded, "I truly haven’t."

Min Xin told him to wait a moment and fetched an envelope from his drawer, handing it to Wang Yuan.

Wang Yuan pinched the envelope; it felt about the size of a bank card.

Min Xin’s expression was casual. "I know you’ve been living in a small place. Houses in Beicheng are expensive. There should be enough money in here for a bigger one. You’ve been with me for many years. Look at you, living worse than Wang Jingchuan. You’re such a disappointment."

There was a warmth in Wang Yuan’s eyes. He held the envelope in silence for a while. Min Xin patted his shoulder. "Actually, I know your ability is on par with Wang Jingchuan’s. You’ve been wronged these years following me."

"I don’t feel wronged. You’ve been good to me," Wang Yuan responded, his voice trembling as he clutched the envelope.

Min Xin chuckled. "I know myself better than you do," he said, lighting up a cigarette and waving him off. "Alright, you can get off work for the day."

He thought for a moment before adding, "I’ll buy the gift myself."

Wang Yuan smiled and excused himself, leaving the room.

Once again, Min Xin gazed at the invitation, finally running his hand through his hair.

Gu Anxi, that little rascal! She’s a real bearer of good news!

「At night, Si Garden.」

The Bo family was sitting around the dinner table. Mrs. Bo kept serving food onto her son’s plate, making Mr. Bo feel envious.

Seeing her father’s expression, Bo Jin felt a pang of sympathy and served him some food.

Elated, Mr. Bo gobbled down half a bowl of extra rice.

Bo Jin soberly informed them, "I received news today. A big movie from Hollywood is being released tomorrow. ’Fast 9’ has shifted its release date."

Gu Anxi watched her.

Bo Jin continued, "They initially planned a September release but have decided to advance it. There must be a backer pushing for it."

Although Gu Anxi didn’t particularly care about the box office, ’Da Hui’ was Bo Jin’s labor of love, so she obviously cared about its success. She looked at Bo Xichen. "Uncle, want to help out?"

Before Bo Xichen could respond, Mr. Bo frowned. "Our Bo family has always been decent. We can’t expose ourselves just for a bit of money. What’s the difference between openly discussing romance and parading around naked?"

"That’s called publicity!" Gu Anxi retorted, glancing at him. "Grandpa, you’re out of touch."

At this point, Bo Jin spoke up, "It’s because the second female lead in ’Fast 9’ is Song Jia, and somehow Gu Mingzhu has become one of the screenwriters."

Gu Anxi burst into laughter. "’Painful Speed 9’ would be more accurate."

Though she was laughing, she knew the pressure on Bo Jin’s box office was immense. ’Da Hui’ was a new IP, whereas ’Fast 9’ was a mature commercial IP with a global box office exceeding ten billion RMB. Its previous installment alone grossed nearly four billion RMB in China. It was certainly not good news that ’Fast 9’ had moved its release date up to compete with ’Da Hui’.

After the laughter subsided, Gu Anxi spoke softly, "Then I’ll focus on this movie in the coming days."

Bo Jin offered a reassuring smile. "Don’t put too much pressure on yourself; we aren’t dependent on it for our livelihood."

Actually, Bo Jin wasn’t dependent on it either. She just wanted her little girl to be the brightest star, and now it was clear some people wanted to destroy the fruits of their labor. She would absolutely not allow it.

The atmosphere, while still relaxed, was tinged with some tension.

’Da Hui,’ which originally had 56% of screen times scheduled for the next day, was drastically cut down to 23%. The arrival of ’Fast 9’ was clearly overwhelming, and from presale figures, ’Da Hui’ was obviously at a disadvantage.

At night, after her shower, Gu Anxi lounged on the sofa, laptop in hand, muttering to herself, "Fast 9 is indeed a great popcorn flick. They had a 200 million presale within half a day of shifting the schedule—impressive!"

Bo Xichen, also having just showered, walked out, covered her head with a towel, and proceeded to help her dry her hair.

Gu Anxi looked up, smiling at her uncle. "I heard there’s a scene with Song Jia taking a bath in the movie. Do you want to watch it, Uncle?"

Bo Xichen lightly tapped her head. "Nonsense!"

Gu Anxi chuckled. "If I’d known, I would have shaved Da Hui’s fur for the movie. That way, we could have competed with Song Jia."

Bo Xichen lowered his gaze, looking at her reproachfully.

Gu Anxi lay down again, muttering to herself, "What do we do? With only 23% of screen times, if we can’t win on the first day, it’ll be very difficult later on..."

Bo Xichen sat next to her, drying her hair, his voice soft. "Movies still rely on word-of-mouth these days."

Gu Anxi hummed in response.

After a moment, she suddenly sat up. "Uncle, by the way, does Yunxi Hospital have several thousand branches globally?"

Bo Xichen looked at her.

Gu Anxi began counting on her fingers. "If there are several thousand, and each one sets up a large screen, then that would be several thousand more screens."

Bo Xichen cleared his throat, interrupting her. "Regarding hospitals associated with Yunxi, I can contact tens of thousands."

She looked at him eagerly, her mouth agape in surprise...