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As soon as the two officers left, Jameson opened the car door and got into the car.

"Child, there are some things you can't fool me about."

John spread his hands and said helplessly, "I don't understand what you're saying."

"What's going on with the Autobots?"

Instead of answering the question, John shook his head and turned to leave the garage.

Jameson quickly followed behind, grabbed John, and questioned loudly, "Tell me, what happened."

"Please don't push me, I need my own personal space now."

"Since the release of the movie 'Transformers', your whole person has changed. I wondered what was going on. The Autobots in the mouth of the police have nothing to do with you.

"Well, since you want to know the truth so much, then I'll tell you."

John turned and whistled and yelled, "Come out, Bumblebee."

As soon as the words fell, the car parked in the garage suddenly transformed, and an eighteen-foot automaker appeared in front of him.

Bumblebee waved his robotic arm and greeted him politely. The previously damaged places on the body have been repaired by the system, and they have almost recovered.

Jameson looked at the behemoth in front of him, his legs trembling in fear.

He did not expect that what the police said turned out to be true. What's even more frightening is that this big guy is still hiding in his garage.

"Okay, let's go back."

With John's order, the Hornet changed back into a model again.

"You need to explain." Jameson said with a serious look.

"That big guy just now is the Autobot. It has a super cool name called Bumblebee.

"You know, that's not what I'm going to hear."

John wanted to keep his secret, but now he could only answer truthfully.

"I have a terrible ability to generate characters in my work. The bumblebee just now is the prototype in the "Transformers" movie. I know it sounds ridiculous, but..."

John shrugged his shoulders and didn't continue.

After hearing this, Jameson frowned and acted very nervous.

"Child, I believe everything you just said. It's just that I'm worried that this ability will hurt you. And the big guy in the garage, which must be handed over to the police.

"No, Bumblebee can't hand it over. Dad, the world is inherently scary. There are bad people, there are heroes. I created the Bumblebee, which is loyal to me, obeys me, and will never spoil here. With this ability, I can protect the world like Captain America. John quickly explained.

Seeing that John was so persistent, Jameson let out a long sigh and stopped persuading.

"It's not early, hurry back to the house and change clothes, we still have to go to the party." Remember, don't act as recklessly as you do today. "

Thank you for your understanding."

John put his arm around James, a smile on his face.

Back inside, John pulled out a suit from his closet and put it on.

Looking at himself in the mirror, John felt very satisfied. This handsome suit on his body makes him look more mature.

At this moment, the voice of the system suddenly came to my mind.

Ding....

"System settlement

...", "Generate Bumblebee

deduct 7 million fan value...""Activate the Bumblebee language function to deduct 500,000

fan value..."""Movies continue to be released to obtain 7.5 million fan value...""

"Currently have a total of 10 million fan value..." "

The system has detected that the fan value currently has reached the conditions for power exchange, is it exchanged?"

"Forget it, let's save it first."

John did not hesitate for a moment and directly refused the exchange. Extravagant squandering is not his style.

"The system reminds that the created movie works can only get fan value in the first seven days. The time for the work "Transformers" has arrived, and you will not be able to get fan values later.

"Hey, you should have told me this kind of thing in the first place!"

"It's not too late to tell now. Please also continue to work hard to create more great works and gain fan value.

"I don't need you to remind me of that." John said angrily.

After changing clothes, Jameson drove John to the Qinghai Emperor Hotel.

Located in the heart of New York City, it's hard for non-wealthy people to spend here.

The reason why the Chanel brand invited Jameson and his son was to meet John, who created "Transformers".

The benefits of being able to get involved with a young producer can be imagined. If their products are interspersed in the movie, it will bring huge benefits.

These businessmen will never let go of such a good opportunity.

"Hello Mr. Jameson, glad you came to this party."

A middle-aged man in a tuxedo walked slowly with a wine glass.

"It's an honor to be part of this party."

Jameson picked up the glass and touched it politely with the man.

John, who was standing on the side, did not make a sound, he did not want to disturb the sneaking between the merchants.

"This must be the creator of the "Transformers" movie."

The man noticed John on the side and hurried over.

"That's right, he's just a kid." Jameson said.

"With such creative talent, what a genius."

John smiled: "I'm just lucky, not a genius." You talk slowly, and I'll walk around. With

that, John immediately slipped away and came to the dessert section. He was not interested in the conversation between businessmen.

Looking at the variety of desserts on the table, John swallowed his spit.

I didn't have time to eat something before I went out, and my stomach was already growling with hunger.

John picked up the plate, took many pastries, sat down at the side table, and ate it alone.

Just then, a piercing scream caught John's attention.

He put down the knife and fork in his hand and turned his head to look into the noise.

"Tony Stark?"

John recognized the man in the crowd at a glance.

He didn't expect to see this person in such a place.

The media gathered around, all wanting to interview the billionaire. Of course, the outside world calls him more than this one.

"Mr. Stark, recently the media broke out that you once again donated 10 million US dollars to the charitable foundation, is it true?"

"There are media reports that Stark Industries is recently developing and producing a new type of munitions equipment, can you explain."

A series of questions from the media made Stark very irritated. He stopped and responded with a smile: "Today is to attend an old friend's party, not a media conference." I'm sorry, but I can't answer your questions. Thank you for your interest and have a great time tonight.

Stark put on his sunglasses, waved to the security around him, and stopped all the media.