Victory Celebration Party

Though these Black movie stars might not have had much box-office pull, their countless classic roles in film history still lent them an air of authority.

Their collective endorsement had influenced a great many moviegoers.

Under such circumstances, after a week in theaters, Get Out's North American box office successfully surpassed $100 million.

With that in mind, Warner Bros. decisively threw a party to celebrate and reward the main cast and crew of Get Out.

Aside from Kevin, who had only appeared on The Oprah Winfrey Show, everyone else had done plenty of promotion for Get Out.

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The busiest of them all was Will Smith.

These past few days had nearly worn him out. He had been running promotions through major Black communities, movie theaters, and media outlets every day, sleeping only around five hours a night.

Still, the results were extremely gratifying. In just one week, the North American box office had broken through the $100 million mark.

That left Will Smith walking around every day with a grin split wide across his face.

There was no way he could have been unhappy.

The first film in which he had starred as the male lead had exploded at the box office, turning a $3 million production budget into over $100 million in North American ticket sales.

That box office result had unquestionably entered the year's top ten box office rankings.

That also meant Get Out had achieved a modest sort of legendary status.

And Will Smith, as the male lead of a $100 million-grossing film, had instantly become Hollywood's darling.

Ten days after the film's release.

"Jolie, do I look handsome in this outfit?"

Looking at himself in the mirror in a black casual suit, Kevin asked confidently.

It had to be said, this body was truly handsome.

He was no less attractive than young Keanu Reeves, and bore a sixty to seventy percent resemblance to Leo as well.

"Handsome!"

Jolie was dressed just as sexily and captivatingly. If they were not attending a party, Kevin would not have minded having a little extra fun.

When it came to this, Western women really were far too wild.

The two left the house in a car and headed toward the area near Hollywood.

Beverly Hills was nearly an hour's drive from Hollywood. The party began at eight in the evening, so leaving now would allow them to arrive a little early.

After an hour's drive, the two arrived at a hotel in Hollywood.

Warner Bros. had booked out the venue for the party and invited some Hollywood stars, as well as executives from other film companies.

Naturally, there was no shortage of female models hoping to find wealthy patrons at the party.

Kevin entered the party with Jolie, and the handsome man and beautiful woman immediately drew plenty of attention.

Several attractive female models secretly watched Kevin from the side, looking for an opportunity to climb into his bed.

The last one who had succeeded was the woman at his side, Angelina Jolie.

She was inspiring them to do the same.

"These sluts. Bitches."

Jolie cursed under her breath. As soon as they entered, Kevin began chatting with Warner's president, while she stayed at his side to keep other bitches from stealing her man.

Those restless models, each dressed more revealingly than the last, completely triggered her sense of crisis.

Kevin was hardly a man who kept himself pure. She knew that very well. If she let her guard down, her position as his current companion might become unstable.

If Kevin had known what Jolie was thinking, he would definitely have cried injustice.

If Jolie had not been Jolie, if she had truly just been an ordinary little model, he might not even have looked twice at her.

A director with two successful films under his belt could have women lining up for hundreds of meters if he wanted them.

"Kevin, congratulations. Your film project has succeeded again. As the producer, director, screenwriter, and investor, you must have made quite a lot this time, right?"

Jeff Robinov congratulated him with a broad smile.

As president, Jeff Robinov had pressures of his own. He had to be responsible for Warner Bros.' annual financial statements.

If the financial reports were poor for two consecutive years, his position as president would become rather shaky.

Fortunately, Kevin had brought him an enormous surprise. This year's financial statements were practically secured already.

Get Out had arrived in May, and in June, Batman Returns, funded by Warner and directed by the genius Tim Burton, would soon follow.

With those two films backing him up, he no longer had to worry about this year's financial statements.

"No, no. Warner Bros. is the biggest winner."

Kevin and New Line Cinema could only receive the profits after the box office split. The larger share of the subsequent copyright revenue remained in Warner Bros.' hands.

There was no helping it. Although Kevin held the copyright, distribution channels were king.

Kevin was not yet in any position to meddle with offline copyright development channels.

As the copyright holder and investor, as well as the director and screenwriter, Kevin could only receive thirty percent of the subsequent copyright revenue.

Of course, the upside was that Kevin did not have to worry about it. He could simply lie back and collect the money.

But it was foreseeable that all of this depended on him and Warner being in their current honeymoon period.

Once the two sides fell out, there would be plenty of room to manipulate those subsequent revenues.

Jeff Robinov smiled and did not deny Kevin's words.

In this round of investment, Warner was indeed the biggest beneficiary.

But that was determined by Hollywood's ecosystem. Without the corresponding channels of the Big Five film companies, even a film of sufficient quality could never achieve such results.

If Get Out had been distributed by New Line Cinema alone, even crossing $100 million would have been extremely difficult, let alone its current performance under Warner's distribution, with its ceiling still nowhere in sight.

Kevin had understood this clearly from the beginning. Film quality was one thing, but distribution was another.

In the early stages of development, he could completely give up part of the profits in exchange for establishing a firm foothold in Hollywood.

And everything had unfolded just as he expected.

"A win-win partnership!"

Jeff Robinov raised his glass with a smile, then said, "Kevin, have fun. This party was thrown for all of you!"

With that, he drifted away.

A party like this was originally just a company-funded celebration.

Of course, there had to be a suitable reason to hold one.

But Get Out's results could silence everyone.

Just as Kevin and Jolie were making connections and enjoying the food at the party, Harvey Weinstein appeared once again.

The moment he arrived, he raised a glass and eagerly approached Kevin.

"Director Kevin, congratulations. Get Out has succeeded again."

Clearly, with Kevin's second film becoming a success, Harvey Weinstein could no longer use the same dirty tactics he used against small-time directors.