Hollywood starts with a broker

Aaron had no reason not to pay attention to "Basic Instinct," after all, it was produced by Carolco and distributed by TriStar, with a release date set for the spring of next year.

And Dawn had partnered with TriStar on the romantic comedy "Sleepless in Seattle!"

The popularity of "Ghost" had instantly given Australian newcomer Nicole Kidman a firm foothold in Hollywood.

This time, there was no opposition to her starring alongside Tom Hanks in "Sleepless in Seattle."

At the Four Seasons Hotel in Beverly Hills, Nicole Kidman, fresh from attending the opening press conference for "Sleepless in Seattle," looked excited and gave Aaron several enthusiastic kisses!

"Hmm, you just finished promoting 'Ghost' not long ago, and now you're already joining the 'Sleepless in Seattle' crew for filming. Don't you feel tired?"

Aaron sat on the sofa and had Nicole Kidman sit in his lap. Kevin Costner only went to Japan and three or four cities in Europe.

Nicole Kidman was different. She had previously been to Cannes, then to Europe, Japan, and Australia, and hadn't been back in the United States for very long.

"Tired, definitely, but it's very fulfilling!"

Nicole Kidman thought for a moment, "This feeling now is just... very different!"

"Okay, I understand what you mean," this was the excitement of being famous.

Which celebrity doesn't like to be dazzling under the spotlight?

"Hi, Aaron, Nicole!"

Suddenly, Harvey Weinstein walked over, seemingly out of nowhere, his eyes darting around.

Aaron looked at Harvey, "Oh, Harvey, long time no see. How have you been lately?"

"Honey, go get me a glass of wine!"

Aaron deliberately patted Nicole Kidman in his arms.

"Okay," Nicole Kidman smiled and left the sofa.

Harvey Weinstein looked at Aaron, feeling incredibly emotional. More than a decade of development couldn't compare to even a tenth of what Aaron had achieved in two years!

"Congratulations, Aaron."

Aaron shook his head, "There's nothing to congratulate me about. It's Miramax that's been aggressively acquiring foreign art films."

"Now, there's a new Miramax film released every month. It's truly enviable."

He knew his own family's affairs. Miramax's wide-net strategy had failed. The success of the previous year had blinded the Weinstein brothers.

So far, most of the films distributed by Miramax have been losses. Even the films that manage to make a little money are too niche.

"Aaron, I think we can collaborate!"

Harvey Weinstein really had to look up to Aaron Anderson now.

"Let's go find a quiet place to talk in detail."

Aaron stood up, smiling, and put his arm around Harvey Weinstein's shoulders.

"Okay, let's find a quiet place to talk in detail!"

Harvey Weinstein looked delighted, his fat face beaming.

Soon, Aaron Anderson and Harvey Weinstein arrived at a small conference room on the upper floor of the hotel.

"What a great place!"

Aaron smiled, closed the door, and took out a pair of white gloves from his pocket and put them on.

"Aaron, I've taken a fancy to..."

"Slap! Ah..." Harvey Weinstein was talking about his plans when, unexpectedly, Aaron Anderson suddenly changed his face and started hitting him!

After closing the door, Aaron immediately slapped Harvey Weinstein across the face, stunning him.

Then, Aaron put his hands on Harvey Weinstein's shoulders, staring at him, "The way you looked at Nicole just now was full of filth and lewdness. I don't like it!"

"Bang..." Aaron delivered a knee strike.

"Ouch..." Harvey Weinstein's face immediately turned liver-colored. He then covered his crotch with both hands and collapsed onto the ground.

Harvey Weinstein, lying on the ground, glared at the person standing beside him, "Aaron, you..."

"Ah..." Before Harvey Weinstein could finish speaking, Aaron grabbed his hair again.

"You fat bastard, back in Cannes, you knew Nicole was my woman, and you still dared to hit on her."

"Now, I'm already a golden producer, with assets of hundreds of millions, and you still dare to be so unscrupulous?"

"After your brain is overwhelmed by sperm, are you really that brave?"

As Aaron spoke, he exerted force on his hand, grabbing his hair and trying to lift him up.

"Ah, ah... Aaron, I was wrong," Harvey Weinstein was already fat, and being grabbed by the hair by Aaron caused unbearable pain. He could only support himself with his hands on the ground, kneeling down and begging for mercy.

No mistake, one head, one hair, one inside, one appearance, one existence, one by one!

"You fat bastard, if this kind of thing happens again in the future," Aaron smiled, leaned close to Harvey Weinstein's ear,

"I guarantee that you Weinstein brothers will disappear from Hollywood!"

"You remember this for me, don't you dare have any ideas about my woman. I don't care if you throw your weight around at Miramax."

"Just don't provoke me. Taking advantage of the opportunity of Miramax's film production, you fat bastard, you've harmed quite a few newcomers."

"Guess what would happen if I found them and supported them in suing you?"

Aaron then released his hair and patted the other person's face.

Harvey Weinstein breathed a sigh of relief, "Nothing happened this year!"

Harvey Weinstein wasn't stupid. The current Aaron Anderson was no longer someone he could compare to.

If he insisted on making a big deal out of tonight's matter, he couldn't even imagine what terrible things the young Aaron Anderson would do?

"Smart!"

Aaron smiled, stood up, straightened his suit, and opened the door, taking a long breath. He felt much better now.

"Aaron Anderson," Harvey Weinstein's face twisted, letting out a low roar, partly because of the unbearable pain and partly because he was angered by the other party!

At night, Nicole Kidman snuggled in Aaron's arms, "Did you do something to Harvey Weinstein at the hotel just now?"

"I saw him being helped away from a distance!"

Aaron smiled, stroking the woman's body and explaining, "Perhaps he fell because he was fat."

"Aaron, do you think I'm stupid?"

"Okay, I educated him and gave him a little lesson and care, but the method was a bit too intense!"

"Ah, this, why? Will there be any trouble?" Nicole Kidman was a little worried.

"No trouble. As for the reason? Don't you know? That guy looked at you as if he had stripped you naked and pinned you down."

"Back in Cannes, didn't he also have designs on you?"

"I've wanted to teach him a lesson for a long time. Now that I've found an opportunity, how could I let it go!"

"Hmm," Nicole Kidman kissed the man's face and smiled, "So domineering, you don't even allow others to look at your woman?"

Perhaps Nicole Kidman was already used to being scrutinized with that kind of gaze...