My singer girlfriend is super fierce.

Los Angeles, Hollywood Roosevelt Hotel.

This famous hotel is not far from Hollywood Boulevard. It has been in business for nearly a hundred years since it opened in the 1920s and is the filming location for many famous movies.

As soon as Ye Zhiqiu stepped into the hotel lobby, a waiter came up to him.

"Hello, is this Mr. Ye?"

"Please follow me, Mr. Fang has already booked a private room."

Led by the waiter, Ye Zhiqiu came to a private room in the hotel and heard a familiar voice from afar.

Ye Zhiqiu walked into the private room and immediately attracted everyone's attention.

"Haha, here you come!"

A hearty laugh rang out, and a short man with a very friendly smile stood up in the private room and said to Ye Zhiqiu with a smile.

"Come on, Zhiqiu. This is the first time I've met you. Sorry for making this trip."

Ye Zhiqiu naturally recognized the man in front of him as a legend in the Chinese and even world film industry, and quickly greeted him, "Hello, Brother Fang Long."

"Actually, I'm also a fan of your movies. I'm here to see my idol. It's no trouble at all."

The two shook hands, and Ye Zhiqiu could feel Fang Long's palms covered with calluses, as strong as pliers.

"Old Zhao is right. You know how to talk."

Fang Long took a closer look, stretched out his other hand and patted Ye Zhiqiu's arm, praising him, "You look much more handsome than in the video and photos."

"You have a good figure, very strong, and you're a good material for a martial arts movie..."

Ye Zhiqiu quickly thanked him modestly.

Just kidding, in terms of physical fitness, the man in front of him is a monster.

Although Fang Long's figure seems to be no different from that of a passerby now, he was a ruthless man who dared to jump from the 21st floor of a diagonal building when he was young.

As soon as they met, Fang Long chatted with Ye Zhiqiu like an elder brother who had known each other for many years, without any airs.

After the greetings, Fang Long introduced the identities of the three people in the box except himself.

One of them with yellow skin was Fang Long's assistant, and the other two white people were from a Hollywood blockbuster crew. The middle-aged white man with a beard and glasses was named Michael Bay, a director.

"Zhiqiu, I called you here today to cooperate with Mr. Michael." Fang Long said.

"Didn't you release a new album? They are now shooting a movie. They like your song "Believer" and want to use it as the theme song of the movie. Let's talk about it."

So that's it, Ye Zhiqiu suddenly realized.

On the side, the middle-aged white man Michael went straight to the point and said: "Mr. Ye, the style of the song "Believer" is very consistent with the movie we are shooting. I wonder if you are interested in cooperating."

"Don't worry, the remuneration will be given according to the corresponding market conditions."

Before Ye Zhiqiu spoke, Joel, who came with Universal Records, was already slightly happy.

It's a good thing to use "Believer" as the theme song of the movie. Copyright royalties aside, the key is that it can increase exposure. There are many cases where movie theme songs become classics.

However, Ye Zhiqiu did not agree to the other party immediately. He thought for a while and said, "Can I ask what kind of movie you are shooting?"

Michael glanced at the side, and another white man explained, "Transformers, this is the name of our movie."

"This is a science fiction, action movie, mainly about the story of the battle between the Autobots..."

When Ye Zhiqiu heard the name of the movie, he was still aware of it, but as the other party introduced it, Ye Zhiqiu suddenly reacted and almost blurted it out.

"Transformers!"

Ye Zhiqiu said this in Chinese, and the other party was stunned and asked in confusion, "What?"

"No." Ye Zhiqiu waved his hands quickly, feeling a little excited.

I didn't expect that "Transformers" would find me! Although it may not be exactly the same as the work of the previous life, it is indeed a serious Hollywood blockbuster!

Fang Long understood what Ye Zhiqiu had just said and said, "Transformers? Zhiqiu, your translation is good."

"After their movie was released in China, the Chinese name was "Autobots". I think your name is better."

After the assistant introduced, the middle-aged white man Michael said, "That's probably the situation."

"As for the price, we offer a reward of 200,000 US dollars."

On the side, Joel of Universal Music nodded slightly. This amount is indeed the market price.

After knowing that it was the movie "Transformers", Ye Zhiqiu had already made up his mind to take this job, but he thought about it and asked, "Mr. Michael, after listening to the introduction of the movie, don't you think "Believ"Some of the lyrics in "Transformers" don't fit the movie perfectly."

Michael, a middle-aged white man, said, "Mr. Ye, you are right, but we have been looking for a long time, and this song is the most suitable style."

"If we reach a cooperation, we hope that Mr. Ye can modify some of the lyrics to better fit the theme of our movie, and of course there will be additional compensation."

Ye Zhiqiu nodded and suddenly said, "What if I create another song?"

"A theme song completely for "Transformers."

After the voice fell, everyone in the box was stunned.

The two white men looked at each other, their eyes were full of surprise, and Zhiqiu continued to add, "In terms of quality, it is not inferior to the existing "Believer."

"If it is not suitable, you can choose "Believer."

The last sentence completely dispelled the concerns of the two. Michael's eyes flashed with joy, and he immediately said, "Of course, this is the best. "

"I just don't know, as for the compensation..."

Michael took the initiative to raise the price. In his opinion, the existing price and the customized price are of course different.

Just when Ye Zhiqiu was thinking about what to say, a voice sounded beside him.

"Four hundred thousand."

Ye Zhiqiu was stunned, because the voice was in Cantonese, and the white people in the box naturally couldn't understand it.

Looking over, Fang Long turned his head and seemed to be chatting with someone beside him.

Ye Zhiqiu understood and repeated it in English with a smile.

"Four hundred thousand US dollars."

Michael's face was tangled for a moment, and he gritted his teeth.

"Deal!"