hollywood draw

Tonight's Greenberg Manor was full of noise and a very different environment from the quiet environment in the past. The paparazzi of media reporters and gossip tabloids had an extremely sensitive sense of smell and had set up a long spear outside the manor gate early.

The sun just walked to the west, and starting at 5 o'clock in the evening, cars began to arrive one after another, distinguishing the types of people coming, which belonged to the basic skills of this group of paparazzi reporters. Generally, those who drove by themselves were mostly celebrities, while those who came by relatively low-key were mostly behind-the-scenes personnel and senior executives of production companies.

"Is Will Smith?"

A classic red Ferrari stopped at the door of the manor. The black star in the car obviously was photographed without taking pictures, and did not raise the convertible all the way. After showing the invitation to the security staff in the fierce flash, the sports car drove into the manor gate with a roar.

"Strange, haven't you heard of this hot black star who has a close relationship with Wayne Greenberg?" A young cameraman put down his camera and looked at his colleagues beside him with doubt. "Ross, didn't this party just a small-scale, and people with close relationship with Wayne Greenberg came back to attend? Now Will Smith is here, is it wrong that we get the news?"

Another cameraman shook his head and while debugging the machine he had just set up, he explained absent-mindedly to the young man beside him. "No mistake, Ed, this is just a small-scale party, but the value is too high."

As an old journalist who has been in the industry for some years, he knows very well that Will Smith's appearance is just the beginning, and there must be more behind more heavyweight characters.

They are different from the journalists and paparazzi around them, because they come from the authoritative media "Los Angeles Times". Thanks to the newspaper's good relationship with Warner Bros., they have never lacked information channels.

"Ed, don't look at this black movie star being so popular." Ross adjusted the machine and glanced at the watch on his wrist. He found that it was relatively early and no other celebrity arrived yet, so he simply explained it to the interns around him.

"Did you forget "Escape from the Deadly Town" in 1992? The first black Ming Dynasty was just a novel rapper. He was only a movie because he participated in Wayne Greenberg's project. Will Smith acted high-profile because he was a star who needed to maintain exposure. Wayne Greenberg was usually very low-key, so their relationship has always been ignored."

"I remembered it!"

The young man tilted his head and looked into the manor gate, but unfortunately all his eyes were blocked by a huge garden. "There was an African-American woman in the car just now, most likely Will Smith's wife. It seems that this is a party similar to a family gathering."

The large number of paparazzi reporters outside the door were exactly the same as Ross felt at this time. The privacy of these manors was so good. Everyone wanted to know what was going on in the manor, but none of them was willing to take the risk and sneak in in in a strange way.

Sometimes, these bold paparazzi do take some measures to wander on the edge of the law, such as finding ways to sneak in or get in. As long as you can take exclusive photos, all risks are worth it, which means you can get a US dollar in units of tens of thousands.

But here is different, no one wants to try to challenge it. Those who are obviously retired soldiers are gunshots, because everyone knows that those retired soldiers will never fire the gun if they issue warnings.

Similar security personnel wanted to catch two mice so they could exchange for some bonuses. As for the trouble, stop talking. Although the directors of these manors were low-key, they were not afraid of trouble at all. They couldn't do it. He was too rich.

"What a strange thing today!?"

Just as all the reporters and paparazzi were whispering and preparing for the guests who would arrive later, Ross from the Los Angeles Times muttered in a low voice and stretched out his elbow to stab the young man beside him.

"This time it was Tom Cruise. When he showed the invitation to the security staff, take a few more photos. It was strange that this superstar came over. Don't look at the two of them living on the same street, but I can guarantee that the two of them have almost no friendship, not to mention that "Mission: Impossible" is being hit by Warner Bros. "This is not a broad-minded person..."

Others also discovered sports cars, and some journalists who had been in the industry for a long time recognized the car as soon as possible.

Then, amid the continuous "click" and "click" sounds, the black sports car paused at the door, and then disappeared from people's sight again.

No matter when Tom Tom is, he will always be the focus of camera pursuit. In that short moment, he murdered countless papers of the reporters on the scene.

"Nicole Kidman is in the car, and the other woman is Tom Cruise's agent Pat Kingsley!"

"Wow! It seems that tomorrow's entertainment media headlines will finally be "Tornado" no longer."

"Shit, it would be great if I could go in and take a look..."

Tom Cruise's accidental appearance caused a great discussion among reporters at the door. He would appear here, no one expected it in advance.

Because just yesterday, there were news reports that Tom Cruise was promoting his new film "Mission: Impossible" in New York. Who would have thought that one day later, he appeared in Beverly Hills, Los Angeles again.

However, these people did not give much time to discuss. In less than five minutes, a low-key black Bentley sedan slowly drove over. After pausing at the door, it disappeared into the garden like the cars of the two big stars in front.

"Ross, whose car belongs to?" Ed only symbolically pressed the shutter twice, because who was sitting in the car was not showing up at all.

"That car belongs to Steven Spielberg, and it can only be this DreamWorks boss. I heard that Steven and Wayne have always maintained a good relationship."

Ross shook his head. The big guy behind the scenes did not need exposure, so there was basically no accident, and it was impossible to take their photos.

This is like a rule, which is fully reflected in the guests who come later. Actors such as Christian Bale, Liam Neeson, Gary Oldman, Ralph Fiennes and others appear more prominently, and some people will cooperate with reporters to take photos.

Other business cars are different. Some people can guess who it is, while others cannot guess. But what is certain is that these people who are unwilling to show up under the flash have a very high status in the circle.

"fxxk! This is also a guest?!"

"Is this car going the wrong way?"

"Pickup!?"

Unlike the roar of sports cars, a large pickup truck that was obviously a job-driven car, drove firmly towards the door of the manor with countless surprised and puzzled eyes.

Until now tonight, all the cars entering this group of manors, whether it is the low-key business office type or the high-profile and cool sports car series, can be regarded as luxury cars, but the pickup truck that appears now looks so alternative.

You don’t need to observe too carefully to find that the car has obvious signs of use, so you should have driven over for a long distance.

Unlike the guests who arrived in front, after the window of the big pickup truck opened, a Jewish old man with a big pipe appeared. Not only did this old man not look like a businessman or politician with a high social status, but he looked like a red neck common in a Texas farm!

The shocking old man was still behind. The old man holding a pipe had no intention of showing the invitation. He hooked his finger to one of the security personnel and said something.

The security guard communicated with the manor through the walkie-talkie, and then the pickup truck drove in.

"Damn it, Ed, delete the photo you just took!" Ross suddenly remembered something, turned his head and looked at the intern without hesitation, and said to the other party in an orderly tone.

Ed looked puzzled. "What?"

"Photo, if you don't want to cause us trouble, then delete it as soon as possible." Ross suddenly laughed, shook his head and waved his hand. "Forget it, I guess you will take it back anyway, and the newspaper will not set off."

Employees in the entertainment sector of the Los Angeles Times know that their boss, Ms. Grant, has a special relationship with Wayne Greenberg, so they can always get some exclusive news, either movie previews, or some Warner Bros. action.

Of course, Ross knew very well. If he guessed correctly, the old Jewish man who looked like a red-necked Texas was Wayne Greenberg's father, so there is a high probability that these photos cannot be posted.

"Here you..."

Within two minutes, the housekeeper of the manor led several security guards and maids, carrying many cups of coffee in his hands. The paparazzi reporters present were still directors. While taking the coffee, they also said that they would delete some of the photos they just took.

As for whether someone will play tricks, no one knows. It is highly likely that even if the photos are taken back, the newspaper behind him will not set off randomly.

No one wants to attract the hostility of the young boss like a madman in order to make the two photos that are not popular. Even the gossip tabloids that usually wish someone would sue him, he is not willing to provoke such a super rich man casually.

There are not many cars that appear and enter the manor tonight, but the amount is surprising. If you observe carefully, you will find that the person who came either has a long-term cooperative relationship with Wayne, or has worked or had contact with him, and no outsider who is looking for a relationship enters the manor.

All the ones that should be coming have come. Just as Rose was about to pack up his equipment and go back to write the press release early, Ed beside him patted his shoulder, and the stuttering voice also sounded.

"It's the boss! She won't come here to smash the situation! Ross, do you think we should find a way to get in with the boss!"