strictlysupreme Chapter 289 You caught 3 Aces? And you're going all in?!
Chapter 289 You caught 3 Aces? And you're going all in?!
Zhou Tong couldn't help but sneer, "President Chen, I heard you became quite famous with that patriotic movie?"
"Your company really got incredibly lucky. I don't think you'll get away with this by sheer luck again. Now, just wait and see how you fare!"
"Your low-budget production is utter garbage. You dare to compete with big companies like us? You're really overestimating yourselves!"
The surrounding executives burst into laughter upon hearing Zhou Tong's sarcastic remarks.
The reason is simple: the film Chen Le invested in had a very low budget.
So low it's pitiful!
The laughter, laced with mockery and disdain, was like a cold arrow aimed at Chen Le.
Some astute media reporters, seeing that there was something to see, immediately grabbed their cameras and microphones and swarmed around like sharks smelling blood.
Everyone wanted to capture this highly talked-about moment.
Zhang Zihao, who was originally sitting next to Chen Le, turned bright red, like a ripe tomato, with his eyes burning with rage.
"Teng"
He jumped up from his seat.
"You bastards, what right do you have to make sarcastic remarks? How we are is none of your business!"
Zhang Zihao pointed his finger at Zhou Tong and Jin Zhipeng and angrily cursed.
Looking at Zhang Zihao's furious appearance, Jin Zhipeng showed no fear whatsoever. Instead, a smug glint flashed in his eyes, and a provocative smile curled at the corner of his mouth.
"Oh, you want to fight? Come on, hit me! I'll give you the chance, but you don't have the guts, you coward!"
Jin Zhipeng took a step forward, staring directly at Zhang Zihao, his tone full of provocation.
Zhang Zihao was thoroughly enraged by Jin Zhipeng's words. His fists clenched tightly, his knuckles turned white from the force, and his body trembled slightly, like a wild beast about to pounce on its prey, ready to rush up and teach Jin Zhipeng a lesson.
"Brother Hao, go back and sit down."
At this critical moment, Chen Le slowly stood up, and with quick reflexes, swiftly reached out his hand.
He pressed Zhang Zihao down with one hand.
Chen Le still wore that faint, lukewarm smile on his face.
His eyes revealed calmness and composure, like a bottomless lake, without the slightest ripple.
He looked directly at Jin Zhipeng and Zhou Tong and spoke slowly and deliberately.
"Since you two are so certain that our movie is no good, and since so many people are watching anyway, why don't we make a bet in front of everyone?"
Upon hearing Chen Le's suggestion, Jin Zhipeng was slightly taken aback, then burst into unrestrained laughter!
"A bet? You? You think you're worthy to bet with me? Do you even have the qualifications?"
"Hahahaha!"
The laughter echoed in the hall, sharp and piercing, like the cry of an owl.
Jin Zhipeng's eyes were filled with disdain, as if Chen Le were an arrogant and ignorant clown.
Chen Le was not angered by Jin Zhipeng's contemptuous words. His smile remained, but his eyes became even more determined.
"What, Mr. Jin? Are you scared already? Don't dare?"
Chen Le looked back at Jin Zhipeng without flinching and asked in return.
Jin Zhipeng's face instantly darkened. He never expected that Chen Le could remain so calm and composed in this situation where he was being laughed at by everyone.
They even dared to provoke him!
A flash of anger crossed his eyes, and he slammed the wine glass in his hand heavily onto the table next to him!
"boom"
A crisp sound echoed through the hall!
Those around them couldn't help but be slightly startled.
"Damn it, what are you so arrogant about!"
"Do you think I'm afraid of a piece of trash like yours?"
"Just bet!"
Jin Zhipeng gritted his teeth and squeezed out a few words, "You, surnamed Chen, tell me, what are we betting on!"
"Pat pat pat—"
Chen Le smiled and clapped. "President Jin certainly has guts!"
"Since you asked, I'll just say it straight—I'm betting on the box office!"
Betting on box office returns!?
Jin Zhipeng was shocked.
You're comparing box office revenue with me when your production costs are only a few cents?
are you crazy?
Then, a disdainful sneer appeared on his face.
It's worth noting that his movie "Swap" boasts a star-studded cast!
Not only was the investment huge, but the publicity and promotion were also very effective.
Moreover, they had already squeezed out so much of Chen Le's and his team's publicity time.
All these comparisons suggest that victory is practically assured!
This Chen Le has truly lost his mind.
Betting on box office success against oneself?
It's just throwing money away for nothing, it's incredibly stupid.
"Fine, I'll bet you on box office numbers today! I won't cheat you, we'll see whose movie grosses higher!"
"If your movie surpasses mine at the box office, I, Jin Zhipeng, will avoid you from now on and will even apologize to you publicly!"
"But if my movie's box office is higher than yours, you'll have to admit right here in this hall, in front of everyone, that your movie is a pile of dog shit, pure garbage, and that you can forget about working in the film industry!"
Chen Le nodded slightly, his eyes revealing a confident air of certainty.
"It's a deal!"
"Furthermore, let's add some more chips, twenty million. Surely Mr. Jin wouldn't lack that much courage?"
Upon hearing this, Jin Zhipeng's eyebrows twitched in surprise, but he couldn't help but feel a little uneasy.
What exactly is going on with Chen Le?
Why is this so eerie?
Wasn't it because they were pushed to the limit and forced to seek revenge?
Why does it feel like victory is already assured?
Could his cost estimate be fake?
Was the whole thing an act?
That’s not right…
I think I did hear that it was a low-budget film.
……
Jin Zhipeng frowned, lost in hesitation.
Twenty million is no small sum.
Although he appears to be very wealthy on the surface, he would still feel a little pain when it comes to actually spending that much money.
However, he was now in a difficult situation.
If I refuse, in front of so many big names in the film and television industry, if I dare to be a coward, I will lose face in the future.
Those around him, witnessing this scene, immediately began to whisper among themselves. Some quietly mocked Chen Le for overestimating himself, while others eagerly awaited the final outcome of the bet.
"Hmph, Chen Le, I'm genuinely curious about what you're so arrogant about."
Jin Zhipeng loosened his clenched fist and said coldly, "What kind of box office can your low-budget film possibly have?"
"Swap Lives" is directed by an internationally renowned director.
A star-studded cast, with an investment of hundreds of millions!
Chen Le, what makes you think you can compare to me!
They also want to add another 20 million to the bet.
He's practically a money-giving boy who's lost his mind!
"The situation is still uncertain, there's no need to be so arrogant."
Chen Le's lips curled into a confident smile as he calmly said, "President Jin, let me offer you a great piece of advice—"
"The quality of a film is not determined by its budget or its star-studded cast."
"Box office success is ultimately determined by audience tastes."
"It's too early to draw conclusions. Let's wait and see."
Zhou Tong chimed in with a sarcastic sneer, "President Chen, you certainly have a lot of nerve!"
"I think you're just being stubborn now. Wait until the movie comes out, then you'll be crying."
"I just hope they don't try to renege on their promise after losing."
"Twenty million? I'll get involved too."
Chen Le ignored Zhou Tong's provocation, turned around and sat back in his seat, calmly looking at the front of the hall, as if everything around him was irrelevant.
Zhang Zihao sat next to Chen Le, though the anger in his heart had not completely subsided.
But seeing Chen Le so calm and composed, he gradually suppressed his anger.
"Ah Le... With such a huge bet, can we really win?"
Zhang Zihao nervously approached Chen Le and asked in a low voice.
Whether they can win or not is another matter...
Chen Le turned his head slightly and said softly, "Without betting, how can the revenue from just one movie make up for the losses we've incurred on our cross-strait projects lately?"
"Someone has to fill this gap for us. Mr. Jin's arrival is so thoughtful."
Upon hearing this, Zhang Zihao was first taken aback, then didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
It turns out I'm worrying for nothing, while Mr. Chen has already planned to double his profits!
The audience contributes to the box office!
Jin Zhipeng and his gang sent another betting sum; they've got a clever plan!
"Now that you mention it, isn't 20 million a bit too little?"
Zhang Zihao stroked his chin, his greed rising within him. "How about I grab those two kids and make them raise their bets?"
After all, a game that was guaranteed to be won shouldn't be allowed to fall into the hands of Jin Zhipeng and Zhou Tong.
"You caught three"
"A, should we just go all in?"
Chen Le was both amused and exasperated, glancing at Zhang Zihao.
You bastard.
Just seconds ago, she was worried like a little girl.
In the blink of an eye, it suddenly felt like the stakes in this bet were too low?
Turning at the speed of light, huh!
Chen Le was speechless and poked Zhang Zihao's forehead.
"Brother Hao, can't you be a little smarter?"
"Even if you go up and pressure Jin Zhipeng and Zhou Tong to place bigger bets, they still won't take the risk."
"After all, our costs are only so much."
"Their combined total of 40 million is already their psychological limit."
"It's the kind of thing you'd give even if it hurts to the core, like gritting your teeth and cutting off a piece of flesh."
"If the stakes are tens of millions or even hundreds of millions, it's no wonder they'll try to renege!"
After listening to Chen Le's analysis, Zhang Zihao suddenly understood.
He pointed at Chen Le and said with a wry smile, "Damn, Le, luckily I'm your brother, otherwise I wouldn't even know how I died if I ran into someone like you!"
Chen Le rolled her eyes and said irritably, "Pah, are you praising me or insulting me?"