Domination in America, Starting from being a Boxing Champion

Los Angeles, on Hollywood Boulevard, the sun shone brightly, palm leaves swaying in the breeze.

Christine Stewart pulled over in her blue sports car, a lollipop in her mouth, and stepped into a Mars Candy store on the side of the street.

Mars is the world's largest candy company, with over 60 brands under its belt, including Dove, Green Arrow, Snickers, Skittles, Eclipse, big bubble gum, true knowledge lollipops, and nearly all the famous candy brands.

Besides supplying candies around the globe, Mars Company also has candy stores in major US cities. Each year, they introduce some new flavors of candy, inviting customers to taste them. These candies are bespoke and tend to be expensive, making them a luxury item.

"Good morning, Mr. Louis, I would like a box of blueberry lollipops."

Christine said as she took off her sunglasses.

The plump manager behind the counter looked up and, setting down the candy jar, smiled and said, "Miss Stewart, blueberry flavor has been quite popular lately. The blueberry candies that arrived yesterday have already sold out. The other flavors are also good, would you like to try them?"

Christine leaned over the bright display case for a look.

Inside were a dazzling array of candies: chocolate bars, fruit drops, tart candy beans, soft nut candies, and suddenly she saw a box labeled blueberry lollipops, decorated with pictures of several blue-purple blueberries that just made one's mouth water.

"Mr. Louis, you might need to get yourself some glasses."

Christine tapped on the glass with her finger.

Laughing, the rotund shopkeeper patted his belly and said, "That box has been pre-ordered by a customer who said he'd come to pick it up this afternoon. Maybe you'd like to check out some others?"

"No, that won't be necessary. I only feel like blueberry right now. Mr. Louis, please remember to reserve one box for me next time, no, make that two boxes."

Christine put on her sunglasses and was about to walk out when suddenly she saw a familiar face coming in.

Tall, dashing, handsome, wearing a coffee-colored shirt and grey-white finely striped trousers, coupled with a pair of RayBan sunglasses, he was dressed very fashionably, like a star out for a street photo shoot.

But this guy was indeed a star, and a big one at that. He'd been all over the newspapers recently.

"Hey! Chris, are you also here to buy candies?"

Link was surprised to see Christine here and took off his sunglasses to greet her.

Christine was a friend of a friend of Taylor's; she had come over to a party at his house once, so they were acquainted.

"What brings you here? Buying chocolate for Taylor?"

Christine asked with a lollipop in her mouth.

"Taylor likes soft, sweet desserts, not candies. I'm the one who likes candies, here to stock up."

Link took out a lollipop from his pocket and put it in his mouth before approaching the counter and collecting his pre-ordered box of blueberry lollipops from the plump shopkeeper, Louis.

Christine stared at that box of lollipops for a few seconds before looking at Link and licking the corner of her mouth, she asked, "Aren't you afraid of being called childish for a grown man like you liking lollipops?"

"Not at all, it's just a little hobby,"

Link said with a smile.

Christine scratched her ear, puzzled. This guy was the world champion Boxer, a tough guy; how could he, just like herself, enjoy lollipops?

"Aren't you buying candies?"

Link asked as he was leaving and saw Christine was also heading out.

Christine shook her head, her eyes fixed on the box of blueberry lollipops in his hands. With a cold, indifferent face, she said, "I only like blueberry ones. What about you?"

Link glanced at her empty hands, smiled lightly, grabbed a handful from the box, and handed it over to her.

"No need, I don't need any. I'll buy some next time."

Christine turned her head away and waved her hand, but Link forcefully handed them to her anyway. She could only reluctantly accept them, feeling that he was rather domineering.

Peeling open a blueberry-flavored lollipop and popping it into her mouth, Christine instantly tasted the sweet and sour flavor of real blueberry syrup—a candy a hundred times purer in flavor than those with artificial fragrance, truly fantastic.

"Link, you haven't answered my question yet. What flavor of lollipop do you like?"

"I'm not picky about flavors. Blueberry, citrus, mango, strawberry—I can go with any."

"Is that so? I've heard that men who only like one flavor of lollipop are more faithful in love, and those who aren't picky are playboys. You look like the latter," Christine remarked, glancing at him.

Link laughed and said, "I've also heard that men who only like one flavor are monotonous and dull in life, even boring, and generally no one likes these types. Would you date a guy like that?"

Christine thought seriously for a moment. She probably wouldn't, but she definitely wouldn't admit that to Link's face. So, she decided to change the subject.

"Link, why are you over here? Did you come specifically to buy candy?"

"No, I'm filming a music video for my album over at the Universal Studios next door."

Link stepped out of the candy store, and a silver-gray Mercedes sports car was parked at the curb—his recently acquired ride. With not much work on his plate lately, he'd often take it out for a drive.

"Can I take a look? I'm free today," Christine asked.

"Of course, you can! Please, follow me!"

The two drove to a Universal Studios filming location.

The crew was there to shoot the music video for "Believer," which would be aired on television music channels to increase the exposure of the album's songs and to enhance the songs' depth, making fans like it even more.

"Wow, that girl is really pretty."

Christine arrived at the set, her eyes shining as she saw the female lead of the MV.

The MV's female lead was the newly signed actress Emma Stone from Palm Bay Talent Agency, also known as the future 'Stonester'.

At 21, she started her career in '05 and spent the last couple of years doing extras in various projects. This year, she landed supporting roles in the low-budget comedies "Ex-Girlfriends' Ghosts" and "Paper Man."

Catherine saw her decent performance in those movies, recognizing her potential, and asked Link for his opinion.

Seeing it was the 'Stonester,' Link naturally didn't want to miss out.

Emma Stone had starred in "Birdman," "La La Land," "The Amazing Spider-Man," and won Academy Awards for Best Actress twice—she had a lot of potentials. Signing her before she became famous was undoubtedly a profitable deal.

After the contract was signed, Emma Stone naturally became the female lead in many of his music videos.

"Christine, there's a lot of shooting today, and I won't be free to come over. If you get bored, feel free to leave without saying goodbye," Link said.

Christine nodded, licked her lollipop, and lay down on the couch next to Director Herrick with her handheld gaming console to play games.

Link paid her no mind and continued filming with the crew.

Originally, the "Believer" MV depicted a boxing match between two boxers, with one beating the other severely, using fists and pain to turn the other person into a believer.

However, Link's music promotion department suggested that since the debut album featured a lot of boxing scenes, the second album should avoid using boxing shots to prevent the stereotype that his music was all related to boxing from forming in the fans' minds.

That would seem too monotonous and not diversified enough.

Link felt their point made sense, so he accepted the new script.

In the new script, Link became a rock climber who, while conquering steep cliffs, also got battered by the precipices. During one climb, he lost his soulmate due to an accident—played by Emma Stone—and the male lead was in great agony, becoming a painful believer.

Stephen Herrick, an old acquaintance, was chosen to direct the MV. His directing skills were solid, especially when it came to shooting people and scenery. He could make people look very beautiful, which was precisely the effect Link needed.

The MV started with the shooting of the intimate scenes between the male and female leads indoors, and then moved to Yellowstone Park to capture more thrilling climbing shots. Some places were quite dangerous and required special effects.

The entire MV had a budget of between $500,000 and $1,000,000, not much less than a small movie.

"Cut!"

"Emma, you did a great job. Link, make your performance more natural, add more emotion to your eyes. For the next shot, we need to film close-ups of the face,"

Director Stephen called out.

Link gave an OK sign, sat down again, and resumed filming the segments of the daily interactions between the male and female leads.

When Link acted opposite Emma Stone, he truly understood what natural acting talent was.

Once Emma Stone received the script, she would look it over once and didn't need to rehearse at all. As soon as the director yelled "action", she could instantly produce what the director wanted, her immersion into the character was incredibly fast.

Link was temporarily outmatched and often got outperformed by her.

Fortunately, she did not know that he was the major shareholder of Palm Bay Agency; otherwise, being overshadowed by one's employee would be too embarrassing.

After wrapping up the shoot in the afternoon, when Link came out, Christine was still lying on the couch playing video games, not having moved an inch, still with a lollipop in her mouth, surrounded by a pile of candy wrappers.

"Don't you have work today?"

Link sat down, handed her a bottle of water, and Christine shook her head, took the lollipop out of her mouth and said, "Twilight 2 is wrapped up, I'm on a break now."

"I envy you, I haven't had a day off in half a year,"

Link said, sipping water.

"I don't feel sorry for you,"

Christine said with swinging legs.

"Uh, I'm just stating a fact, not asking for your pity,"

Link glanced at her. With her short hair, jeans, and a loose T-shirt, despite her delicate features and fine figure, her tomboyish demeanor made her look more like a boyish girl.

"Link, goodbye!"

Emma Stone came over with a small bag to bid farewell.

Link waved and said goodbye.

"Hey, Emma wait up!"

Christine threw down the game console, got up, and chased after her. She returned a while later with a napkin written with a number, a happy smile on her face.

Link looked at her oddly. He had heard she had a boyfriend, so why was she interested in girls too?

He did not discriminate against lesbians, but it felt odd to have a pretty girl hit on another girl right in front of him. It was as if all men in the world, including himself, held no attraction for her.

The existence of such a girl seemed like a mockery to all men.

"You waited this long just to get Emma's contact information?"

"No, I have a question for you,"

Christine sat opposite him, looked at him with her blue-grey eyes, and blinked.

"Go on,"

Link unwrapped a lollipop.

Christine scratched behind her ear and leaned in closer, as there was no one else around, and with a breath smelling of blueberries asked, "What position do you usually like for ML?"

"What?"

Link looked at the young woman in front of him with confusion, wondering how she could ask such a question at her age.

Christine blushed under his gaze, turned her head away, and said emotionlessly, "It's not that I wanted to ask, but Blake, Emma, Katie, and a few others were curious about which position you prefer. I'm mostly asking on their behalf since we are all friends. It's just a conversation, don't be too stingy about it."

Link twitched the corner of his mouth, "Sure, what position do you like?"

Christine blinked and thought for a moment, "I prefer front-facing."

"Alright, I got it. It's getting dark, do you plan to stay over?"

Link said as he stood up and picked up his jacket.

"Wait, you haven't said which position you prefer,"

Christine tugged at his arm.

"We are the same,"

"You also prefer front-facing?"

Christine touched her chin in confusion, "But Katie said you liked it from behind, that's why Taylor's butt is getting firmer."

Link covered his forehead with his hand.

Do these women really enjoy talking about such things all day?
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They're too wild for his taste.

He was not adept at discussing such topics.

"Link, slow down, I still have a few questions to ask you,"

Christine called out.

Link sped up.