Domination in America, Starting from being a Boxing Champion-Chapter 581 - 440: Celebrity Fans (7/10)

When the two of them walked into the third-floor Western restaurant hand-in-hand, the diners present were all surprised to look over.

They were guests of the hotel, familiar with the surrounding circumstances.

Since noon, there had been a large number of paparazzi staking out the area, all for the purpose of snapping photos of the pair.

Now here they were, hand-in-hand, with an intimate demeanor in the restaurant, clearly unconcerned about any rumors that might spread.

But then again, it made sense. Link's net worth was over twenty billion US dollars, owning a major movie company and a music company valued at seven or eight billion. He was already at the pinnacle of the entertainment industry.

A bit of tabloid news hardly affected him; it might even boost his influence and fame.

Chris Liu, with her extremely beautiful appearance and high popularity in the entertainment industry, had numerous fans and many film companies wanting to work with her. With the backing of a tycoon like Link, she was never short of resources. Rumors with Link actually saved her from some hassles in the industry.

"JJ, did you see? To be a star, you've got to be at Link's level, not afraid of any scandal, unlike you who sneaks around just to date a girlfriend."

Around the corner of the restaurant, the singer Pan Weibai glanced at Link's spot and spoke.

"Link is not just any star; he is the world boxing champion, a billionaire, a tycoon. Of course, he's not afraid of rumors. We are singers who rely on fans for our income, and making a girlfriend public can affect album sales."

Lin Junjie cut his food with a fork as he talked.

"Can't help it, the situation in China is different from that in the West. Here, stars must first be good people before they can be artists. Western singers can indulge in all sorts of vices, stroll in and out of jail without issue, as long as they don't break the law or discriminate. Reputations can be made no matter how bad, as expectations aren't strict in that regard."

Pan Weibai complained.

"Have you contacted Jerry? He's also arrived at Hong Kong Island. He said he's going to Link's boxing match, but I don't know if he got a ticket. I heard even the scalpers are out of them now."

Lin Junjie spoke up.

"I'll ask him."

Pan Weibai wiped his fingers with a napkin, took out his phone, and texted Jerry to ask where he was and if he had tickets to the match.

Ding-dong!

His phone quickly received a message.

"Tickets? Of course, I have them, two VIP tickets, personally given to me by Link."

"Really? You know Link?"

Pan Weibai replied to the message and then passed his phone to Lin Junjie for a look.

"Should be true, his latest Weibo post is a selfie with Link."

Lin Junjie said.

Ding-dong! Pan Weibai's phone received two images; the first was a photo of two signed tickets, and the second was a selfie of Jerry and Link.

"You've got two signed tickets, how about I trade you one of my VIP tickets for one of them? I'm planning to keep it as a souvenir."

Pan Weibai sent the message.

"Already gave them away."

Jerry followed up with a message, asking if he had any extra VIP tickets because there were four people in his group and only two VIP tickets.

That afternoon, an agent had tried to buy some from the scalpers, offering as much as fifty thousand Hong Kong dollars per ticket without success.

Pan Weibai replied that he didn't have any; he and JJ's tickets were complimentary ones obtained early on through their record company from the organizers. Only 10000 regular tickets and 500 VIP tickets were publicly sold at the Hung Hom Stadium, and they all sold out in less than three hours on release day.

The remaining 4000 plus tickets were given out through promotions, impossible for the average person to buy.

"Why are there so many people on Hong Kong Island who like to watch boxing? I haven't heard of Hong Kong hosting any boxing matches before."

Jerry complained.

"What everyone wants to see is Link. He isn't just the world boxing champion and a pop superstar, but he's also a billionaire in Hong Kong dollars. Spending a few thousand Hong Kong dollars for a chance to see him fight in the boxing ring is a bargain.

The news says that those who come to see his match in person are worth at least a million to start. Now, people are showing off their match tickets online. Jerry, what if I trade you two VIP tickets for one of your signed tickets? JJ and I can use regular tickets to get in and watch."

Pan Weibai suggested.

"No need to trade. After the match tomorrow, I'll take you guys to meet Link. You can ask for his autograph then."

Jerry said.

Pan Weibai looked over at Link, who was sitting not too far away, and replied to Jerry, saying it wasn't necessary now; they were less than a hundred meters away from Link.

"Should we go over and say hello? I've done a commercial with Liu Yifei before," Pan Weibai said.

"Now?"

Lin Junjie put down his fork and looked over at Link's table. "They just got their food. Let's wait a bit before heading over."

Pan Weibai shrugged his shoulders and did not object.

But as they were talking, someone had already gotten up and was heading towards Link's table—it was the Lin Family's eldest granddaughter, Lin Xin Er, and her best friend.

At a nearby dining table.

Link saw off two enthusiastic female fans and sat down to resume his meal.

"My dear, you're so popular. It seems like every girl in the world is your fan," Chris Liu said with a smile, her phoenix eyes twinkling.

"Are you my fan, too?"

"Of course, I'm your most loyal fan."

Chris Liu stared at him unblinkingly, her eyes filled with nothing but him at that moment.

Link smiled lightly and gently touched her smooth and delicate cheek with the back of his finger. Chris Liu was like a woman made of water, with skin that was extremely soft and supple.

Especially in a few key areas, even more tender than jelly or mutton fat.

They would slip through your fingers if held in your hand and slowly melt away in your mouth.

This was also one of the reasons why Link liked her.

The two chatted while they ate, talking not just sweet nothings but also sharing about their work. After going through a two-year slump, her career had gradually improved since the second half of last year.

Through her personal studio and Wanda Film Industry, she had become the leading actress in the new productions of "A Chinese Ghost Story," "The Warring States," and "The Legend of the Hongmen Banquet." She was currently filming "The Four Great Detectives," playing the role of the heartless detective goddess.

Chris Liu explained the backstory of the three films patiently, making sure he understood, appearing very sweet and charming.

While chatting, people would occasionally come over to greet them. Since those who could dine here were socialites, Link did not stop them from coming over.

In a short while, he had met many celebrities and received a stack of business cards from business magnates, government officials, bankers, and wealthy second-generation individuals.

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The rich second-gens were the most numerous, both male and female, with female ones in the majority—from the Lin, Li, and Guo families. It was said that knowing he was staying here, they had booked rooms in advance, hoping to get a glimpse of the superstar.

Link did not snub them, and politely dealt with everyone.

As their meal was coming to an end, more people came over to say hello, including two big stars, Lin Junjie and Pan Weibai, who claimed to be fans of both his music and his boxing, admiring every one of his albums and often watching his boxing matches.

Their tone was somewhat excited.

In the end, they even took out two tickets and asked for his autograph.

Link did not refuse and, upon leaving the restaurant, he invited both of them and Chris Liu to take a group photo together.

The two stars excitedly agreed and took several photos with their phones.

"My dear, you're amazing. Both of them are top-tier singers domestically and very popular, but when they saw you, they turned into little fans," Chris Liu said as they entered the elevator, nestling into his embrace with starry eyes.

"They are relatively humble," Link said, with an arm around her shoulder, reminiscing about another big star who, in comparison, was a bit more modest and polite.

"Boss, a paparazzo had sneaked into the top floor a while ago. The hotel staff have caught the person. For safety reasons, we need to do a check first," reported Anna.

Back in the presidential suite on the top floor, Anna said they've completed the check and found no problems.

Link led Chris back to their room to rest. This time, to conserve energy, he didn't tease Chris and simply held her as they slept.