Huayu: Starting from "The Heavenly Bodyguard"

Chapter 93 The Art of the Deal

Knowing that Shen Mo was going to challenge the dojo, everyone in the "Grandmaster" crew was distracted.

Winning would certainly bring many benefits, essentially providing a huge free publicity opportunity.

The gimmick of "Silence defeats Wing Chun" alone could boost the film's box office.

But what if we lose?

Just look at the current "Ip Man" film crew.

The director and lead actor seem to have gone mad, insisting on reshooting every single day.

The stuntmen on set also seemed to have been deceived, and were constantly looking embarrassed and suspicious.

The three investors behind "Ip Man" are now feeling like a cacophony of alpacas. That damn Shen Daniu only took a stroll around, how did things turn out like this?

Is it really as the legends say, that Shen Daniu'er possesses some kind of sorcery that can drive people into a state of demonic possession?

Yip Wai-sun and Donnie Yen became obsessed, thinking about reshoots every day.

Forget about budget overruns; the original plan to release "The Grandmaster" ahead of schedule has now been completely ruined.

When the two films compete on the same stage, the investors aren't really that confident.

That son of a bitch is really good at causing trouble; who knows what kind of mischief he might pull off.

The only hope now is that Shen Mo will fail miserably when he goes to challenge the other team.

For this matter, all three families mobilized, with those who had money contributing money and those who had strength contributing strength.

They even went so far as to add bonuses to the Wing Chun Association.

Anyone who can beat up that son of a bitch Shen Mo will get extra money.

The paparazzi got moving too; it had been a long time since anything this exciting had happened.

Hong Kong Island has an innate love for sports.

The horses are together in the pen, and they run.

Women gathered together for a beauty pageant.

Shen Danu'er is hanging out with those bastards; that's how you beat them up.

Shen Mo had already begun to adjust his mindset and prepare to challenge the competition.

But the sudden arrival of one person made things a little strange.

Looking at UFC President Dana White smiling at him, Shen Mo felt that this was just too surreal.

To Shen Mo's surprise, a simple challenge turned into a mixed martial arts fight.

After warmly shaking hands with Shen Mo, Bai Dana said, "Shen, I've seen your 'John Wick' and heard 'APC,' they're really fantastic."

"Um... the way you slap your wife is pretty good too."

Dana White feels that he has experienced many ups and downs.

If there weren't some kind of problem, most people wouldn't stand in the ring.

If you weren't flexible and adaptable, you really wouldn't be able to serve these big shots.

But why does that bastard Shen Mo always pry into people's hearts?

Even with the best self-control, I almost broke down.

Composing himself, Dana White took a deep breath and said, "Shen, you're going to challenge the Wing Chun Association. The person they've sent to fight you is one of our UFC fighters."

"I think this is a rare opportunity."

"You have a certain level of brand recognition in the United States, and you also have the backing of the Chinese market."

"Let's turn this challenge into a show."

"It will benefit your increased visibility and movie promotion."

After saying that, Bai Dana blinked and looked at Shen Mo expectantly.

No wonder that bastard was able to run the UFC so successfully in later generations; he really had a sharp mind.

UFC is just starting out, and its influence is still limited to a small group of people.

He's trying to use his influence to push UFC directly into the Chinese market for free.

Who is Shen Danu? He's the kind of person who'll rub his hands with oil even if he sees a bald man.

Could he really have fooled you?

Sitting up slowly and deliberately, Shen Mo said to Dana White, "Your UFC performance has improved after this match."

"In the Chinese market, it will go from being unknown to being highly sought after."

"You get the benefits, but I have to bear the risk of losing."

After Shen Mo finished speaking, Bai Dana felt that he had met his match.

Looking at the young Chinese man in front of him, he knew that he could not easily persuade him.

He dislikes educated people the most.

Lacking in impulsiveness and simplicity.

After pondering for a moment, Bai Dana asked, "What are your conditions?"

With such a lucrative offer presented to him, Shen Mo rolled his eyes and said, "A year of free online streaming rights to UFC."

"Give me your best spot and help me promote my movie."

"Besides these two conditions, there is also a small requirement for you personally."

With a quick tap of his fingers, Dana Bai was rapidly calculating in his mind.

To be honest, a year's worth of online streaming rights isn't much of a bargaining chip.

UFC doesn't receive any broadcasting fees in China right now; most people watch it through pirated channels.

If there were a mature channel to broadcast UFC events, it would actually be a good thing for the development of the event.

But the GG position is really painful.

UFC's current monetization methods are still very limited, mainly consisting of sponsorships, GG (Ghost Fight), and broadcasting rights.

For the UFC, which is strapped for cash, GG is a huge boon.

But as Shen Mo said, if this event goes ahead, given its current popularity, the UFC will truly become a hot commodity in China.

That's the biggest emerging market, and Dana White dreams of getting a piece of that pie.

He believes that once this huge market is established, it will greatly enhance the commercial value of the UFC.

Moreover, Chinese sponsors are currently very enthusiastic about sponsoring sports events and are quite generous with their spending.

As for the small request the other party made of him.

For the sake of the great UFC cause, he dared to make the promise, and he dared to be satisfied.

It's no big deal.

"Everything is fine except for GG."

Upon hearing Dana Bai's reply, Shen Mo pressed his hand against the marble tabletop.

He gave Dana White a gesture to calm down, then focused his energy and delivered a chop to the marble, shattering it into pieces.

Feeling the sting of marble shards hitting his bald head, Dana White sensed that the moment for the UFC's rise had arrived.

His eyes were bloodshot, and his voice was hoarse as he said, "The conditions are fine, but you have to promise not to kill my players..."

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With the UFC's involvement, a challenge can no longer be a casual affair.

We are currently preparing the venue and handling related preliminary matters.

Shen Mo took Bai Dana back to the capital first and fulfilled that small request.

To handle this matter, Shen Mo had someone prepare a vehicle for him in advance, which was a modified two-stroke bicycle.

Looking at the cold, imposing appearance of the 28-inch steel rod, Dana Bai felt a little embarrassed.

After being lifted into the back seat by Shen Mo, he looked at Shen Mo with a flushed face and some trepidation.

I don't know why this little brat is so shy. Does he have hemorrhoids and is afraid of being shattered by the two-stroke engine?

Regardless of his thoughts, even the smallest request must be fulfilled immediately, no matter how powerful the Emperor himself is.

Youth has blown through your long hair and inspired my dreams.

Unbeknownst to many, the history of this city has already remembered your smile.

Flying eaves and brackets, glazed tiles gleaming with gold.

The red flag has been fluttering in the wind for five thousand years.

The only downside is that Dana White is bald.

The bluestone slabs trodden by the bicycle made the bald-headed man on the back seat appear gentle.

"Awesome!"

Unfortunately, the bald man was uncultured and only learned this one exclamation from Shen Daniu.

It ruined the artistic conception.