Hollywood starts with a broker

After seeing Warren Beatty, Aaron Anderson quickly noticed that the woman next to him wasn't Madonna, but Isabelle Adjani.

The French film "Rodin's Lover" was also nominated for the Golden Globe Award for Best Foreign Language Film, and Isabelle Adjani is the film's female lead!

"Tonight, there's definitely a story brewing."

Aaron Anderson went to the food area to grab something to eat, secretly observing Warren Beatty and Isabelle Adjani.

Those two are like a pheasant mating with a frog; if they don't stir up some trouble, it's impossible!

However, it seems Isabelle Adjani's boyfriend is currently Daniel Day-Lewis, which makes things even more interesting.

Coming outside the museum, Aaron called Jack Wills and told him the situation.

"Is he alone?"

"Never mind that, drive over here and wait!"

"Okay."

In less than twenty minutes, Jack Wills drove to a street near the museum.

Aaron got straight into the car, "Inside, Warren Beatty and Isabelle Adjani are together; a dog can't stop eating shit, something's definitely going to happen tonight."

"You wait at this exit, Isabelle Adjani's boyfriend, Daniel Day-Lewis, is also inside attending the ball; they probably won't mess around inside!"

"Okay, I guess they'll probably leave to find a place," Jack Wills agreed, casually pointing to the baseball bat on the back seat.

"I even brought a weapon!"

Aaron facepalmed; was his only thought to give the other guy a beating?

"Wait, I'll go back in first!"

Returning to the museum, Aaron Anderson found Nicole Kidman sitting in a corner, but his eyes kept glancing at Isabelle Adjani.

She was with Daniel Day-Lewis; focusing on her was enough.

"Where did you go just now? I didn't see you," Nicole Kidman didn't recognize anyone; tonight's invitation was also from Aaron.

Aaron smiled and hugged the actress, "I just went out for a while. By the way, how was your chat with director Peter Weir?"

"There's a drama film preparing to shoot, a European and American co-production, a love story called 'Green Card' starring French actor Gérard Depardieu and Hollywood actress Andie MacDowell!"

Andie MacDowell is the female lead in "Sex, Lies, and Videotape."

Gérard Depardieu is currently France's most popular comedy star, "Cyrano de Bergerac."

"It doesn't matter; there's no need to envy. When I develop a new movie, I'll directly help you become famous. When 'Wild at Heart' is released next year, you'll also accumulate some fame in the literary and art circles."

As Aaron spoke, he suddenly noticed Isabelle Adjani and Daniel Day-Lewis separating, seeming like they were about to leave the ball.

"Darling, come with me!" Aaron pulled Nicole to a corner of the second-floor balcony, where they could see the museum's exit.

"Aaron," Nicole Kidman leaned against the balcony, embraced by the man, "What do you want to do again?"

"Something interesting," Aaron smiled and kissed Nicole, his eyes fixed on the exit.

Nicole Kidman understood and actively kissed Aaron, "What kind of mischief are you up to now?"

Sure enough, Isabelle Adjani and Warren Beatty got into a black Cadillac together!

Aaron immediately called Jack Wills, who was waiting at the intersection outside, and told him the car model and color.

"Don't lose them; it's just the two of them, and they don't have bodyguards!"

Aaron's actions stunned Nicole Kidman in his arms, "Are you playing a spy game from a movie?"

"No, Warren Beatty and French actress Isabelle Adjani are about to do something, and you know that old bastard and I don't get along."

"This time, give him a good lesson!"

"Let's leave too, shall we?"

Afterward, Aaron pulled Nicole Kidman and left the ball.

Just as Luster drove onto Wilshire Boulevard, Aaron received a call from Jack Wills.

"The other car is parked at the nearby La Brea Tar Pits Park!"

"No way, they couldn't even wait to get a room? Wait for me to get there!"

Aaron kissed Nicole, "Honey, drive home first; I'll be back later."

Nicole Kidman sighed helplessly and reminded him, "Be careful, Warren Beatty is a big star after all!"

"Got it," Aaron smiled, tore off his bow tie, and ran into the nearby La Brea Tar Pits attraction with his mobile phone.

In the parking lot, Aaron found Jack Wills' car, opened the door, and got in.

"Aaron, that's the car; I guess they're already doing it inside," Jack Wills pointed specifically.

"Quickly call and get all the nearby reporters to come to this parking lot; think of a way to force those two guys out of the car!"

As Aaron spoke, he began searching the car for usable tools.

Baseball bat? Hitting and smashing directly? No good.

Ramming the car? Also no good.

Jack Wills immediately got out of the car and used a public phone booth to contact reporters to come to the La Brea Tar Pits parking lot; there was big news.

Aaron saw newspapers in the car's magazine rack and immediately had an idea: smoke them out!

"Whiskey, get it out," Aaron casually picked up a few newspapers and asked Jack Wills for whiskey.

Jack Wills, who had finished making the call, was a little confused but still took out a small bottle of whiskey and handed it to Aaron, "What's this for?"

"Those two inside are probably not wearing clothes; we'll burn these newspapers under their car…"

"Aaron, you really are a genius; I've seen it all along!"

They were both young men, and Jack Wills had always wanted to give Warren Beatty a beating, but unfortunately, he was a big star and there was no chance; now there was a better way.

Of course, he was excited!

With a plan in mind, the two immediately sprinkled the liquor on the newspapers, tiptoed to the car where the action was happening.

"We have to be quick, or Warren Beatty will be done," Aaron muttered to himself.

The two exchanged glances, each took out a lighter, lit the newspapers soaked in liquor, and stuffed them directly under the car, then quickly returned to their car.

Then, they immediately stepped on the gas and left the parking lot…

While Warren Beatty and Isabelle Adjani were doing their thing in the car, they suddenly smelled smoke, and then the car started to fill with thick smoke!

"Shit, is the car on fire?" Warren Beatty and Isabelle Adjani exclaimed and immediately opened the car doors.

Isabelle Adjani, half-dressed, ran away first, shouting, her body exposed, but she couldn't care less.

Warren Beatty, shirtless and with his pants down to his ankles, was in a terrible state; after getting out of the car, he tripped and crawled away on all fours, trying to get away from the car!

"Click, click, click," a series of flashes came directly over; the reporters who arrived first were like sharks smelling blood, taking pictures like crazy.

Big news, absolute big news; it was really exciting!

"Don't take pictures, don't take pictures," the experienced duo immediately covered their faces…

Exclamations, curses, whistles!

Isabelle Adjani squatted on the ground, using her clothes to cover her exposed body, while Warren Beatty quickly lay on the ground, putting on his pants to cover his private parts.

More and more reporters were arriving…

At this moment, in a public phone booth on Wilshire Boulevard outside the La Brea Tar Pits, Aaron Anderson had already called the police and walked out!

"Too bad we didn't bring a camera," Jack Wills said regretfully after getting into the car.

"Yeah, but it doesn't matter; there are quite a few reporters; it can't be hidden, it will definitely be in the newspapers!"

Aaron stretched lazily, feeling refreshed.