I became a movie star at the age of three; Dilraba and I are childhood sweethearts.

Wang Jinhua was speechless at his understated yet incredibly firm statement that "it is very important".

She knows Xiao Chen too well.

This man usually appears gentle and cheerful, and is polite to everyone, but once he makes a decision, nothing can change his mind.

From his initial insistence on taking on the filming of "Titanic" to his later efforts to overcome opposition and acquire the nearly bankrupt special effects company for 18 Culture...

Each of his decisions seemed incomprehensible, even somewhat insane, at the time.

But as it turned out, his judgment was frighteningly accurate.

Wang Jinhua's chest heaved violently, and she ultimately succumbed to her challenge.

She rubbed her temples wearily.

"...Fine, I must have owed you something in my past life."

"Tell me, which production crew? What role?"

"That makes you, the newly crowned Best Actor, care so much."

Her tone still carried a hint of anger, but she had already given in.

Xiao Chen's gaze drifted to the distant night sky outside the window, as if he could pierce through the clouds and see another world filled with machinery and war.

He parted his thin lips slightly and uttered a name that was completely unfamiliar to Wang Jinhua.

"Transformers".

Wang Jinhua was completely bewildered.

"...What the hell?"

"What's this transformation? Is it from an animated film?"

The Transformers IP in this world is far less popular than it was in Xiao Chen's previous life.

It's just a comic and anime series with a limited audience, a typical work geared towards fans.

Hollywood has only just started the project, preparing to attempt a live-action adaptation.

To everyone else, this was an extremely risky project.

To use a completely new, untested IP to make a sci-fi movie with robots as the main characters?

It sounds like a joke.

"A science fiction movie."

Xiao Chen explained.

"The Paramount Pictures project is directed by Michael Bay."

"Michael Bay?"

Wang Jinhua vaguely recognized the name; it referred to a director known for his large-scale explosions and commercially successful films.

His reputation within mainstream Hollywood circles isn't particularly good.

"Xiao Chen, are you serious?"

Wang Jinhua's tone became serious again.

"A relatively unknown IP, and a director who excels at making commercial films with explosions."

"Hollywood makes at least 80 to 100 of these kinds of projects every year, and 99% of them result in huge financial losses!"

Why would you take that risk?

Xiao Chen's voice was deep and powerful.

"Because it's more than just a movie."

"It will usher in a new era."

A new era belonging to the Autobots, to Cybertron, to heavy metal and mechanical aesthetics.

An era that can drive men all over the world crazy!

Wang Jinhua fell silent once again.

She didn't understand what it meant to "usher in a new era".

But she understood the unwavering determination and boundless ambition in Xiao Chen's words.

This man always sees further than anyone else.

"……I see."

After a long while, she sighed.

"I'll have my colleagues at the Hollywood branch contact Paramount. But I have one condition."

"you say."

"Auditions are fine, but you have to get back here immediately after the audition! The company back home, and your health, both need you!"

"it is good."

Xiao Chen's answer was concise and to the point.

After hanging up the phone, he stood quietly by the window, the city's neon lights reflected in his dark pupils.

Others only see his current success, but they don't know his true ambitions.

Winning an Oscar is just the beginning.

What he wants to do is build an unprecedented entertainment empire.

And Transformers is a crucial piece of the puzzle in this magnificent empire.

Wang Jinhua is always decisive and efficient in her work.

No more than three days after hanging up the phone, the sound of documents falling to the floor echoed from the president's office at Paramount Pictures headquarters.

Don Murphy, the producer in charge of the Transformers project, stared wide-eyed at the fax in front of him.

Are you sure this is real?

"That Chinese actor who just won an Oscar has volunteered to audition for our new film?"

Director Michael Bay was stunned when he walked into the office by the news.

"Xiao Chen?"

"Is that the genius who directed 'Titanic,' is now worth hundreds of millions, and even won a Grammy Award?"

Michael Bay was somewhat incredulous.

This is so surreal.

Nobody in Hollywood's mainstream circles had any faith in their project.

Those established Hollywood male stars all shook their heads and refused when they heard that it was a popcorn movie about robot battles.

Their original plan was to find an unknown newcomer, such as a seventeen or eighteen-year-old actor who had just acted in a few soap operas, to fool them.

After all, the bulk of the investment goes into special effects.

"He is not only willing to come, but he also doesn't want an exorbitant salary; he only wants a reasonable share of the global box office."

Don Murphy's voice trembled.

It was pie in the sky.

Who is Xiao Chen?

He is the youngest actor to win an Oscar in the world.

"quick!"

"Say yes immediately!"

"Arrange an audition, no, sign a contract right away!"

Michael Bay rubbed his hands together excitedly.

He loves making movies with big scenes and explosions.

But if a global top star like Xiao Chen joins the cast, the box office is absolutely guaranteed.

Not to mention Xiao Chen's face, which drives countless men and women crazy, it's practically the ultimate guarantee of box office success.

"Calm down, Michael."

"The other party requested that the audition be conducted according to the normal procedure, and Xiao Chen himself has already boarded a flight to Los Angeles."

Don Murphy was deeply shocked.

This young movie star from China was far more composed and professional in his actions than they had imagined.

at this time.

Inside a secret, abandoned industrial factory in Hollywood, a makeshift audition set is bustling with activity.

The air was filled with the pungent smell of engine oil mixed with dust.

The assistant director was using a megaphone to direct the props team to move the huge truck cab.

"Cheer up, everyone!"

"A very important person is going to be there today!"

The crew members whispered among themselves, their faces filled with curiosity.

Xiao Chen's name is now a legend in Hollywood.

It has been a full year since he won the Oscar for Best Actor, and during that year, he has almost disappeared from the public eye.

Some say he returned to China to inherit the family business, while others say he is ill and recuperating.

"Aunt Hua, this place is really unique."

The large iron gate was pushed open.

A clear voice, tinged with a hint of amusement, drifted in.

Wang Jinhua walked ahead in high heels, her face still showing the worry of an elderly mother.

"You can still laugh?"

"They flew all this way just to crawl into this kind of dilapidated factory."

"If your mom finds out, she'll start nagging me again about not taking good care of you."

Wang Jinhua complained, but her eyes were constantly alert to her surroundings.

Now, Shishiba Culture is a leading entertainment giant in China, and as its leader, she doesn't need to accompany them personally.