107: There was no choice but to board the ship.

He looked at David subconsciously, only to see that his boss's face held not a hint of surprise, but only an air of calm that said, "As expected."

"Look," David raised an eyebrow at Juan. "The sharks have smelled the blood."

He adjusted his tie and strode forward. "Let's go. It's time to meet this Godfather of Hollywood."

Inside the reception room, the atmosphere was somewhat heavy.

An elderly man with a full head of silver hair and an impeccably tailored suit sat quietly on the sofa.

Although advanced in age, his back was straight, his eyes were as sharp as a hawk's, and he radiated the powerful aura of someone who had long held a position of authority. He was Lew Wasserman.

Seeing David walk in, he simply nodded slightly without standing up.

David didn't mind; he sat down in the main seat on his own and crossed his legs.

"Mr. Wasserman, I've heard much about you." David's opening was polite, but his posture was casual.

Lew Wasserman's sharp eyes swept over David several times before he spoke slowly, his voice raspy and powerful.

"Young man, you've done an extraordinary thing."

"DVDs are a good product."

No wasted words, straight to the point. That was the style of a big shot.

David smiled. "Thank you for the compliment. I think so too."

Lew Wasserman leaned forward slightly, interlocking his fingers on his knees.

"Universal Pictures is very interested in your partnership proposal."

"However, we don't want that kind of one-time copyright buyout."

"It's too small-minded."

He stared at David and said, word by word, "We want a share from every single DVD sold."

"I propose that 15% of the final sales price of each disc be Universal's royalty share."

Juan, standing behind David, gasped. 15%! These film companies were truly asking for the moon!

However, a smile of success appeared on David's face. This was exactly what he had been waiting for!

A one-time copyright buyout? That would be so boring.

What he wanted was to firmly tie the entire Hollywood industry to his DVD war chariot! Royalty sharing was the best chain!

From now on, the better DVDs sold, the higher the profits for these film companies.

They would willingly bring out their classic film libraries from the bottom of their vaults, one by one, to be produced into DVDs.

They would use all their promotional channels to tout the superiority of DVDs, educate the market, and tell consumers just how awesome this thing was!

This was true "mutual benefit."

"Mr. Wasserman." David suppressed his smile, his expression becoming serious.

"You are truly a visionary."

"15%, that figure is very fair."

"I agree."

"Universal Pictures will be Galaxy Electronics' first and most important strategic partner in Hollywood."

Lew Wasserman clearly didn't expect David to agree so readily.

The bellyful of negotiation tactics he had prepared were completely useless.

He looked deeply at David and stood up.

"Very well."

"My lawyers will handle the contract details with your people."

"Pleasure doing business."

The two shook hands. This King of Hollywood didn't say another word and turned to leave.

Over the next few days, David's prediction was verified one by one.

Following Universal Pictures, Paramount, Warner Bros., 20th Century Fox, Disney... the six major giants of Hollywood, along with executives from other slightly smaller film companies, lined up to visit.

Their purpose was surprisingly consistent. They all wanted the royalty sharing model!

Of course, this group of old foxes was not about to settle quietly.

"Universal only got 15%? Our Warner library is deeper than theirs; we want 20%!"

"We at Paramount hold the 'Godfather' series, which has huge influence; we must get 25%!"

"30%! Not a penny less, or our Disney princesses won't appear on a single disc!"

Inside the reception room, arguments and roars rose one after another.

Facing these greedy film company representatives, David's attitude was summed up in one word: "Get out."

He crossed his legs, fiddling with an exquisite Zippo lighter in his hand, not even bothering to look at them.

"Universal and Mr. Lew Wasserman have already set the benchmark at 15%."

"Everyone is treated equally."

"Your film libraries are amazing? Your IPs are powerful?" David sneered.

"So what?"

"Without my DVDs, those film reels of yours would just lie in warehouses, molding, aging, and eventually turning into a pile of trash."

"It was I who gave your films a second life! It was I who opened up a brand-new gold mine for you!"

"And now, you turn around and try to bargain with me?"

His words were like cold knives stabbing into everyone's hearts.

"I'll put it this way."

"15%, take it or leave it."

"Those who want to sign, turn right when you go out and find Juan."

"Those who don't want to sign, the door is over there. I won't see you out."

"You can continue to hug your VHS tapes and watch Universal and the others make a fortune with DVDs."

"I'd like to see, when the time comes, whether your board of directors fires you first, or your shareholders tear you apart first!"

The words were harsh and absolute, leaving no room for negotiation.

The representatives who had been aggressive just a moment ago all wilted.

Although they were full of resentment, they couldn't refute him.

Because what David said was the truth. The technology was in his hands, and the platform was built by him.

They had no choice but to board the ship.

In the end, contract after contract with a 15% royalty share was signed, albeit reluctantly.

Having settled Hollywood, David immediately summoned Santiago, the person in charge of Galaxy Electronics.

"Santiago." David handed him a document. "Pack up and take a trip to the States."

Santiago took the document, looking somewhat puzzled.

David tapped his fingers on the table, his eyes shining with the excitement of a grand strategy.

"We are going to operate on two fronts."

"First, establish a DVD content production company in Los Angeles."

"The mission of this company is simple: to receive the film masters sent by major Hollywood studios."

"Burn them into DVD discs. We must firmly keep the content production link in our own hands!"

"Second, we must also establish a content company in Bolivia."

"This company will be specifically responsible for film, television, and music content in Latin America."

"TV shows, soccer matches, concerts... everything that can be burned, burn it all onto discs for me!"

David stood up and walked to the huge floor-to-ceiling window, overlooking the city below.

"The player is the hardware, it is the entry point."

"The disc is the software, it is the content."

"Hardware and software, we must grasp both, and both must be strong!"

"I want the whole world to know that if you want to watch the clearest movies and listen to the highest fidelity music, there is only one path."

December 1st. Santa Cruz, Bolivia.

The lights in the Galaxy Electronics production workshop burned through the night.

The workers on the assembly line had exhaustion on their faces, but their eyes shimmered with anticipation.

The "Galaxy One" DVD players they had assembled with their own hands were officially hitting the market in the country's major cities today.

"Will they sell? Our product isn't exactly cheap..." a young worker whispered to the colleague next to him.

"Shut up! Mr. Santiago said this is an epoch-making product! It will definitely work!"

The veteran master glared at him, though his hands didn't stop, skillfully installing a motherboard into the casing.