My own war game

Chapter 410 Tacit understanding
At Los Angeles International Airport, a Boeing 707 slowly landed and began to taxi on the runway. Dozens of entertainment reporters were waiting at the exit with cameras in hand.

Experienced journalists all have their own intelligence informants. Just now, a shocking news broke out in Hollywood - superstar Marilyn Monroe is preparing to compete for an audition opportunity for a movie, and Audrey Hepburn is the original heroine of the movie.

Both of them are super stars. One is hot and sexy and is the dream lover of all American men, while the other is elegant and noble, representing the fresh and supreme charm on the screen.

Different styles, similar reputations, if the two meet it will be a showdown like Mars hitting the Earth.

It is no exaggeration to say that whoever has first-hand information about this news will be able to rise rapidly in the journalism industry.

Reporters were crowded outside the fence, constantly looking inside and keeping an eye on their competitors.

Everyone was looking forward to getting a first-hand interview with Hepburn, and it would be even better if she could say a few words to fan the flames of Monroe.

The reporters have already prepared the title in their minds - a mysterious new Hollywood film is hot, two superstars are competing for the leading role, and the fiery rose Monroe declares war on the black swan Hepburn.

The title was extremely vulgar, but it was definitely eye-catching. As long as Hepburn had any response to Monroe, they would use their ingenuity to publish a "battle manifesto" full of gunpowder in the newspaper.

By the way, why hasn’t Hepburn come down yet? They are all waiting... What’s that sound?
Sirens sounded from far to near, and more than a dozen police cars rushed into the airport with smoke and dust billowing. Police officers armed with live ammunition set up cordons around the airport.

What's going on? How did the FBI get in? Big news?
Reporters swarmed over like flies smelling meat.

"Agent! What happened? Is there a security problem at the airport?"

"Tell us something and we can pay you."

"Get out of the way, let me take a picture first!" "Damn it, you stepped on my foot!"

"No comment! No comment! Get out of here!"

The shouts of reporters, the scolding of agents, and the sound of sirens mixed together, and the scene was in chaos.

On the plane, Hepburn was looking out of the window and said in a somewhat melancholy tone, "Mr. Bond, it looks like we won't be able to leave for a while."

"What? Don't you want to be harassed by the FBI and reporters?" He Chi saw Hepburn's reluctance.

"There is indeed a little bit, but there is nothing we can do about it." Hepburn smiled helplessly.

"Maybe I can give you an idea." He Chi leaned over and whispered something into Hepburn's small ear. The girl's eyes were wide open at this time.

A few minutes later, the passengers slid down from the emergency exits of the plane one by one, and a large number of FBI rushed into the airport.

"Don't panic, it's safe here! Leave the plane in an orderly manner!" The commander on the scene guided the passengers to leave the plane while sending people to rush in to take over the militants.

People were mixed together and the scene seemed very chaotic.

Obviously, not everyone is willing to cooperate with the inspector's work.

Two people dressed as reporters holding cameras were trying to squeeze closer to the plane.

"Damn it! Aren't reporters supposed to stay outside? Who let you in?!" the FBI detective shouted.

"We are from AFP, and the public has the right to know!" the man holding the camera protested loudly.

"I'm from the Liberty Press, we have the right to conduct free interviews! Let us pass!" The woman next to her wearing sunglasses and a square scarf also echoed her, and her emotions seemed more excited than her peers.

"Get out! Everyone, get out! Someone, drive them away!" The person in charge didn't want to deal with the two guys at all, and chose the simplest and crudest way to solve the problem. "Sir, where are we going?" the new police officer asked in confusion.

"Damn it, just drag him out from wherever he is! Do I need to say more?!" The person in charge waved his hand in annoyance.

"I protest! You are violating the rights of journalists!" The man whose body was grabbed was still struggling.

"I protest too! You have no right to do this to us!" The woman hiding behind the man also raised her fist.

"Drag him away! Drag him away! Quickly!"

A few minutes later, both men were driven away.

After leaving the airport, the two people quickly ran into an alley nearby. The woman took off the scarf on her head, revealing her bright and beautiful face. Hepburn could no longer suppress the smile on her face.

"Mr. Bond, you are so interesting. How could you come up with such a wonderful idea? Except for when I was a child, this is the most wonderful trip I have ever experienced." The big star blinked his big eyes, covered his mouth with the back of his hands, and giggled.

Her swaying figure is like a crabapple blossom in the wind.

This action may seem a little unladylike, but it makes Hepburn's bright facial features come alive.

"It's just luck. A good businessman is usually a master at taking advantage of troubled waters. But it looks like we have to walk to Hollywood." He Chi said as he looked at the chaotic airport in the distance.

"I haven't been shopping on the street for a long time." Hepburn put her hands behind her back and stood in front prettyly.

"May I have this honor?" He Chi stretched out his hand and made a gesture of invitation.

The brisk footsteps disappeared at the end of the alley in Los Angeles.
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In Hollywood, in front of a large studio at the foot of the mountain, hundreds of staff members gathered together, busy preparing for the audition. Director John Huston looked anxiously at the road in the distance, and glanced at his watch from time to time.

Monroe, wearing a milky white dress, sat on a stool under a parasol with a complicated expression on her face.

Good news: Audrey Hepburn, the heroine originally scheduled to audition, was late. This kind of arrogant behavior would give the director a very bad impression, which would be very beneficial for her to get the heroine role in this movie.

The bad news: the investors who hold great initiative are also late. It is said that the director cannot even choose the heroine this time, and the main role can only be decided after the investors come to the scene.

Monroe once thought that director John Huston was too weak, but when she saw the amount offered by the investors, she could completely understand.

In the face of capital, Houston's moral integrity is worthless.

James Bond, a Dutch businessman, is the major shareholder behind an emerging women's brand. It is said that his assets are close to hundreds of millions of US dollars. He also owns businesses in Japan, Germany, and the east coast of Africa.

His background is mysterious and his previous resume is almost blank. It is only rumored that he was a veteran of World War II.

Although the other party's information was very simple, Monroe was confident that she could win him over to her side.

The reason is very simple. That person is a man, and as long as he is a man, he will find a way to make him fall in love with himself.

"Look! Someone is coming over there!" someone shouted.

In the distance of the studio, a man and a woman appeared, both of them had relaxed and happy smiles on their faces.

(End of this chapter)