From A Producer To A Global Superstar-Chapter 341: Shanghai Numbers

The moment Dayo got to the hotel, he had no rest. Jang-Wook and the others came in almost immediately to report the numbers.

Jang-Wook walked in slowly, his eyes slightly dim from the stress of traveling and organizing everything.

"Ah, Dayo," he said with a sigh. "If I had known this was how it felt, I would have just stuck to movie production peacefully."

Dayo looked at him and laughed. "Yeah, yeah. You can blame that on your greed. After all, the moment you saw the numbers, you were like—"

Dayo changed his voice, imitating Jang-Wook perfectly. "With such numbers, I can do whatever task you have for me."

Jang-Wook stood there, unable to refute it. The amount Dayo offered him was beyond what he would earn from working on two movies combined — and that was just a month’s salary. So he accepted the poison that came with the job.

"Alright, fine. You win," Jang-Wook said. "Can’t you let someone else win for once? You’re too competitive."

Dayo smiled. "Yup. I know. Even my brother is scared of that."

Jang-Wook just shook his head, fully aware of how Dayo was.

Almost immediately, Min-Jae walked in. He looked back and forth between Jang-Wook and Dayo before settling his gaze on Jang-Wook.

"He was bragging not too long ago, right?" Min-Jae asked calmly.

Jang-Wook looked bewildered at first, then burst into loud laughter. "Haha! How did you even know that?"

Min-Jae joined the laughter instantly, leaving only Dayo sitting quietly.

"How wouldn’t I know my best friend?" Min-Jae said. "Look at that smug expression on his face. That’s the exact face he makes when he gets challenged and says something like, ’I know I’m big and all that.’"

Jang-Wook couldn’t stop laughing. He even coughed as he laughed harder.

Dayo just looked at both of them with a tired smile, shaking his head.

It took a while before they calmed down. When they finally did, Jang-Wook’s expression turned serious.

"Alright," he began. "The numbers we did in Shanghai alone are amazing. I spoke with the stadium management. The turnout rate was 100%. That means 62,000 people bought tickets, and all 62,000 showed up."

The room fell silent.

There was awe on their faces. Even they were not sure they had seen such data before. It’s one thing for a venue to sell out. It’s another thing entirely for every single attendee to actually show up.

After giving them a moment to process it, Jang-Wook continued.

"That’s just the tip of the iceberg. Dayo personally signed 12,000 items."

They all nodded. That number was high, but still within the realm of possibility given the crowd.

"Now," Jang-Wook said, looking down at the file, "down to the main aspect. We sold an estimated 280,000 physical album copies in Shanghai. In one day."

Silence.

Absolute silence.

Then—

"WHAT?" Dayo’s voice cut through the room. Shock was clearly visible on his face.

His thoughts raced.

If this had been the first week of release, he would have believed it. He had done bigger numbers before.

But this was already the second week of the album.

And nearly 300,000 physical copies in one day — from one city.

Not a state.

Not a country.

A single city.

Even with the Global Spotlight credit behind it, the numbers were insane.

Dayo stood up immediately and collected the file from Jang-Wook, scanning through the report carefully, searching for any possible error.

Min-Jae and the others remained seated, still trying to process what they had just heard.

Min-Jae finally snapped out of it and leaned back. "We prepared inventory for two hundred thousand. They cleared it. Then distributors pushed emergency stock."

Jang-Wook added, "A lot of people bought multiple copies. Limited Shanghai cover version helped. Some bought three. Some bought five."

Dayo slowly sat back down, exhaling. "Shanghai alone did this?"

"Yes."

No celebration. No shouting.

Just quiet acknowledgment.

Min-Jae folded his arms. "If Beijing mirrors even seventy percent of this..."

No one finished the sentence.

They didn’t need to.

The implications were already heavy.

After a moment, Dayo closed the file gently. "Alright. We accept it. No mistakes in the data?"

"Triple checked," Jang-Wook said.

"Good."

He nodded once.

Outside that hotel room, the internet had already exploded.

—

The clips from Shanghai were everywhere.

The moment Dayo spoke Mandarin at the airport. The moment he sang in Chinese on stage. The signing line stretching endlessly. The sea of lights inside the stadium.

Zhang Wei posted first.

"I have attended concerts for ten years. I have never felt a crowd move like that. It felt like the stadium was breathing."

Liu Xinyi wrote:

"I still cannot believe he spoke Mandarin like that. The pronunciation was clean. I was shocked."

Chen Yuhan said:

"I didn’t get tickets. I was outside the stadium. Even outside, the bass was shaking the ground."

Wang Lei posted a photo of three albums.

"I bought three. One signed. Two sealed forever."

In America, the reactions were just as loud.

Michael Thompson tweeted:

"Shanghai looked louder than some of our festivals. What is happening over there?"

Ava Rodriguez wrote:

"First Korean album. Now Mandarin. How many languages does this man collect like Infinity Stones?"

Joshua Bennett commented:

"He disappeared for years and came back multilingual."

Korean fans were watching proudly.

Kim Taeyoon posted:

"Busan was crazy. Shanghai is bigger. This is global now."

Han Seoyeon wrote:

"Remember when people said this would slow down?"

Japanese fans were already preparing.

Saito Ren said:

"If Shanghai is like this, Tokyo is going to explode."

Then came the posts about the signing line.

Li Ming wrote:

"I stood two hours for a signature. He signed twelve thousand albums after performing. Who does that?"

Xu Jian added:

"Two hundred and eighty thousand physical sales in Shanghai alone? That is not hype. That is demand."

Videos of Dayo speaking Mandarin at the airport went viral again.

One user, Lin Qiao, wrote:

"Wait. He speaks Korean. He speaks Mandarin. English. Didn’t he also sing in Arabic during the Qatar World Cup?"

Another replied:

"How many languages does he know?"

And someone responded simply:

"At this point? Enough."

Back in the hotel, Dayo’s phone vibrated endlessly.

He didn’t open it.

He just leaned back in the chair, looking at the file again.

Shanghai had done what many entire countries struggled to do.

And Beijing was next.

Min-Jae finally broke the silence. "Rest while you can."

Jang-Wook nodded. "Because if Beijing follows this pattern, we won’t sleep again."

Dayo smiled faintly.

"Then let’s not waste momentum."

Outside, the world was still replaying Shanghai.

Inside, they were already calculating the next explosion.