The Wolf of Los Angeles

Chapter 102 This Heroic World

Los Angeles Police Department, in a reception room.

Hawke finished recording the transcript, took several newspapers on the newspaper shelf and looked it through.

Yesterday's news came to the front page of the Los Angeles Times.

"A heroic feat, the female police detective joined forces with Hollywood stars to save people and crack the drug case!"

The most eye-catching picture location is where two sets of photos of Erica and Johnson are placed.

One set is Erica's fully armed half-body photos, as well as stills from Johnson in "The Scorpion King".

There is also a set of screenshots from the news video.

Erica held a gun in both hands on the yacht, and Johnson grabbed the bandit and threw it.

Strictly speaking, the social popularity of this type of news is not as good as the gossip scandals of Hollywood stars.

But one is a beautiful police detective and the other is a Hollywood star, and the popularity is full.

In the other newspapers, the headlines were Erica and Johnson.

Especially in entertainment newspapers, Johnson was in the limelight.

The Hollywood Reporter not only published yesterday's news, but also introduced that Johnson will be the upcoming "Anti-Terrorism Secret Service Team", and the role in the film will be a SWAT.

The Hollywood crew has a keen sense of smell, so it must be that the crew bought the news page.

If such a good opportunity is not used for publicity and hype, it is not Hollywood.

Hawke heard a sound outside, got up and came to the window, where the door of the detective was filled with reporters.

Erica will definitely become a star in LAPD.

The reception room door opened, and someone came over at this time and informed Hawk that he could leave.

Hawke took his briefcase, left the reception room, and came to the front hall of the office building, and a guy got off the upper floor.

But it was Brian Ferguson whom I met on the boat yesterday.

The latter greeted him, “Hey man.”

Hawke shook hands with him: "I didn't expect to meet here."

"I'm Erica's lawyer and come over to deal with some legal issues," Brian said.

He took out a business card and handed it to Hawke: "If you need legal aid, you can call me."

Hawke accepted it, took out his business card and handed it over: "My studio is mainly engaged in crisis public relations consulting and business strategic planning. If you need it, call me."

Brian also took it down and pointed to the door: "You want to leave."

Hawke said, "My business is done."

"Let's go together." Brian walked out with him, saying as he walked, "I heard from Erica, are you good at helping people deal with crises?"

Hawke simply said: "I have helped many people not only whitewash the scandal-ridden people, but also make them leaders in some aspects."

Brian knew his cousin's personality very well and would not joke with him about such things. He immediately asked, "Have you ever been in contact with the political circle?"

Hawke shook his head, "Not yet." He asked, "What, are you going to enter the political arena?"

"Actually, I don't want to." Brian was a little helpless: "But there are some things that I can't decide alone."

Hawke was a little curious and asked, "What does the family do?"

Brian was surprised: "You don't know?"

Hawke briefly explained: "I am a gun friend with Erica. She likes to play with guns, and we both play shooting together or something."

Brian thought for a while and said vaguely, "How do you say it? There are a lot of people, some in politics, some in business, some indiscriminately like me, and some in PD like Erica."

The two went out through the side door and entered the parking lot.

Hawke is ready to get on the car.

Along the way, Brian kept looking at Hawke.

Although the other party's clothes are simple, they are wearing high-end formal clothes and Rolex gold watches. They have ordinary appearance but gentle temperament, and they are confident in every move.

Brian knew that he would go into politics sooner or later and needed to build a team. Thinking of the industry Hawke was in, he smiled and said, "I have time to come out and drink."

He specifically reminded him: "If you encounter interesting bad things about Hollywood stars again, remember to call me."

Hawke replied, "No problem."

The two shook hands again, then got in the car and left.

Hawke drove to the bank and redeemed the checks he received yesterday. When he passed by Beverly Shopping Center, an advertisement for Johnson to star in "Counter-Terrorism SWAT team" was being played on the outdoor advertising screen here.

"The real hero of Hollywood: Dwayne Johnson!"

The advertisement is obviously newly shot and produced.

Hawke's cell phone rang and Erica called.

She said: "I'll be very busy in the past few days and may not have time to practice guns together."

Hawke understood: "When you've been busy for a while, call me."

Erica answered concisely: "Okay."

Hawke hung up the phone and drove back to East Hollywood, parked on Fountain Street and entered the studio.

Edward is sorting out his camera and camera and preparing to go out to shoot in the afternoon.

Frank sat at the table, drinking free beer and eating free sausages, which was so comfortable.

He came back when he saw Hawke: "That girl LAPD and that fake wrestling guy, did you take the video?"

Hawke sat at his desk, turned on the computer, and replied, "Yes, I took it."

Frank nodded, "You're even better than I thought."

Edward looked up and said, "Boss, I regret it very much now and didn't go with you."

"What can you do in the past?" Frank sarcastically said, "Come to eat fried chicken and drink watermelon juice?"

Edward raised his **** at him: "Shut up your stinky mouth."

Frank said: "You will only drag you down when you go. I didn't see the videos on the news. The girl LAPD is very powerful, Johnson is also strong, and you can't even grow cotton!"

He looked at Hawk: "You used your own fishing, hunting slingshot to get rid of a few bad guys. Do you feel particularly good about making a slingshot together last time, what will you do next time?"

Hawke pointed it out from behind the monitor.

Edward asked, "Boss, look at LAPD's notice, are those goods from the Mule Gang?"

Hawke said: "LAPD and DEA are conducting a major inventory of the yacht clubs by the Mule Gang."

"Be careful of the Mule Gang's revenge." Edward reminded.

Compared to Edward who grew up on the street, Frank didn't care too much: "It's just a trafficker organization, it's not enough to go to the table. Now it's in the sight of LAPD, and it's too late to protect yourself."

He saw through some words and didn't say them.

The people in front of the stage are star Johnson and LAPD's girl. Hawke, a scheming man, is hiding behind. Even if the Mule Gang wants to take revenge, he will attack those two people first.

Hawke opened his email to view the email, one of the new emails, from an agency in Jeffrey City, Wyoming.

Before coming to Los Angeles, he had been to Wyoming to investigate the basic situation of Hawke Osmon.

The Osmon family's population declined. After the small ranch run by the family went bankrupt, their parents died early. Hawke Osmon himself left the local area at the age of 18, with few relatives and friends that could be ignored.

No one knew where he went until Hawke found his driver's license in Provo's wooden house.

Hawke also did some research and it was basically confirmed that 99% of the man became dry bones at the bottom of the Utah Lake.

Wyoming is vast and sparsely populated, with less than 400,000 people on more than 250,000 square kilometers of land.

Before Hawke left Wyoming last time, he asked Geoffrey City's agency to pay attention to the information on selling small farms or ranches.

An email from the agency informed him that there was a small auction in Jeffrey City recently.

Hawke finished reading the email and called to book the air ticket.

Jeffrey City is a very small town that requires flying to Buffalo first and then driving over.

Hawke booked the flight and said to Edward: "I will take a flight back to Wyoming tonight. I may have to stay there for a few days. At the studio, you can take photos based on the informant news. If there is anything else, go back temporarily. Press, let's talk about it when I come back."

Edward said, "Boss, don't worry, I will be optimistic about my family."

Frank sneered: "With their group's characteristics, you will sell all your property and run away."

He suddenly said, "You might as well give me the studio." Hawke was unceremonious: "Your ex-wife will tear off the studio tomorrow for money."

When Frank heard his ex-wife, he was tasteless, and the free beer and sausage fell into his mouth, like horse urine and broken wood residue.

The old man put the unfinished food into a bag, didn't even say hello, and went out alone with his arms around.

Hawke goes packing.

Edward followed and said, "Boss, on Saturday, Deborah took me to visit Donny."

Hawke turned to look at him, not quite understanding.

"Go to the cemetery." Edward quickly explained, "I proposed that Deborah also agreed. We bought flowers and went to visit Donny together. I specifically told him that Deborah will be taken care of by me in the future and he will do his best. You can rest assured."

Hawke patted him on the shoulder: "You are a good subordinate, I decided to add $200 to you a weekly salary."

Even if the Savior does nothing, the emotional value provided alone is enough for the $200.

Hawke packed his luggage and flew to Wyoming that night, rented a Mercedes-Benz G in Buffalo, arrived in Jeffrey City, and then participated in a farm auction and bought the small ranch that originally belonged to the Osmond's family.

The ranch is handed over to the intermediary company for basic maintenance.

No mistakes, one song, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one reading!

He found the Osmond's cemetery again, and according to local customs, he sent two bouquets of marigolds.

Hawke used money to pioneer the way in Wyoming, dealing with some things, and leaving nearly a week later.

...

Sherman Oaks, inside a villa.

"Let's get here today, I'll leave first." The black girl waved at Josh Hartnett and left the villa without looking back.

She got into the car and called Julis, the PR manager: "It's not good. The media recently mentioned that Josh Hartnet and I were both sarcastic and said that he just found a black girlfriend in order to whitewash himself. , I was with him and did not achieve the effect of one plus one greater than two, but instead was dragged down by him."

Julis was also Josh Hartnett's public relations and tried his best to persuade: "It's only been going on for half a month, and the media and the public will naturally doubt it, but over time, they get used to it and the parliament disappeared."

Black girls are not fools who don’t know anything: “The criticism surrounding Josh Hartnet does fade away, but what are my benefits? I’ve been rejected by a crew of a black director recently.”

Julius still wants to speak, but the black girl doesn't give her a chance to speak: "That's it, don't waste time on me, you can find a better candidate, today I have an appointment with a reporter and will tell them to Joe What a friend."

The phone hangs up, and Julius quickly calls Josh's agent Will.

The two came together at Josh Hartnett's house.

As soon as he entered the door, he smelled a clear smell of alcohol. Josh Harnett opened a bottle of whiskey and was drinking it himself.

A large bottle of wine, nearly half of it was gone.

Will quickly walked over, grabbed the bottle, took it aside, and said, "If you continue like this, there will be no second result except to ruin it."

But Josh shook his head: "The Hollywood Crime Team refused me to audition, and the "Love Apartment" crew also rejected me, and I was abandoned by Hollywood."

Will warned: "You give up now, not only the crew will abandon you, but the agency will abandon you too!"

Josh was going to pick up the wine glass again.

Will decided to take a strong medicine: "Do you know what the consequences are? Your house with loan will be taken away by the bank, your car will be taken away by the bank, you can't even pay the tax for next year, you can only have nothing to do. Home can be a road."

He slapped the table with a bang: "What are the consequences of wandering on the streets like you? The old men on the street will treat you as a toilet!"

"If you stay in Hollywood, you have to make a toilet or toilet brush." ​​Josh said this, but put the wine glass in his hand, and he inserted his hands into his hair: "If my black girlfriend failed this move, there is another way. ? ”

Julis said: "Learn from Steve Nat, find a black girl to get married and get pregnant as soon as possible."

"I would rather wander on the streets." Josh said the key point: "I'm just a new star, not a superstar. How many people still remember me after waiting for so long?"

The words of the PR manager reminded Will, saying, "There is a rumor that Steve Nat and his black son were originally a scandal, and were turned around with incredible operations, which won him great reputation. , become the leader of the Black Equality Movement."

Julis asked, "What do you mean, ask Steve Nutt for inquiries."

Josh widened his eyes: "This **** has been attacking me. If it weren't him, how could I become like this now."

Will is a qualified agent and persuaded: "These are not critical or important, interests! Interests are the top priority."

Julis agrees: "You go and apologize to Steve, let's ask Steve and ask him to help you point a way."

In order to clear away the suspicion of racism, Josh broke up with his girlfriend Allen who had been dating for eight years and had another black girl. He had already invested a lot. At this time, he gave up and the initial investment was in vain.

When he dared to compete for roles, he was the toilet brush of the crew's deputy producer, and it was not unacceptable to take the initiative to find Steve at this moment.

The bottom line was broken soon after entering Hollywood, and Josh stepped back step by step.

Will found Steve's agent's contact information through the company and quickly contacted Byles.

There was an agreement, but Josh asked to apologize to the black people and film it and release it by the media.

It is not difficult for Will to guess the other party's purpose - the leader of the equal rights movement has a strong personal charisma and prestige, impressing the Hollywood stars suspected of racism, and making the latter apologize to the blacks.

Steve gained greater prestige by this.

Under Will's persuasion, Josh endured it and paid so much that he could not give up his career as a star.

The next morning, Josh Hartnett, accompanied by Will and Julis, came to the Los Angeles chapter of the National Association for Color, and, under the witness of many media, publicly apologized and confessed.

Josh felt embarrassed.

But no one in the media cares about his apology, no one cares about his attitude.

All the focus is on Steve Nat.

Steve Nat won no surprises.

Recently, his energy has begun to shift to the equal rights movement.

How many years can professional baseball make? This one can make money for a lifetime and have the opportunity to erect a statue.

Steve delivered a speech on the spot in the face of many media.

The manuscript written by Miss Me made Steve come out of the limelight.

Josh kept staring at Steve in a daze, as if he had magic, which could easily drive the emotions of media reporters and audiences on the scene.

He wants this too.

But the reality is cruel, he is the opposite textbook.

After all this movement, two hours passed.

Steve met Will and Josh in a reception room.

Will said carefully, "Mr. Nath, don't you know what Byers conveyed to us?"

"I know this." Steve was graceful, tore off a note, wrote it on it, and then handed it over: "You go to find Hawke Osmon of West Coast Media Entertainment Studio, as for you to do it If you can't impress him, it depends on how much you want to pay."

Josh answered it with the address and phone number written on it.

He hasn't heard of West Coast Media Entertainment Studios and Hawk Osmon, but the hardest thing is to be a toilet or toilet brush, it's no big deal.

Steve leaves.

Will and Josh also walked out.

Josh finally didn't give up, quickened his pace and chased Steve in front of him, and asked in a low voice: "We have no grievances and no grudges, why are you like this?"

"We have no personal grudges, and I don't even know you." At this moment, Steve was like Jesus' resurrection, shining: "But you have destroyed the cornerstone of our society and this country."

Josh was stunned for a moment, feeling that he was not on the same dimension as the other party.

Steve's goal was achieved, like a saint's guide, pointing to Miss Mee who was about to leave not far away: "That's my public relations manager Caroline Jones, she and Hawke Osmon are good friends, you can Ask her for help.”

When Will saw the woman in red high heels about to leave, he quickly ran over there and waved as he ran: "Miss Jones! Miss Caroline Jones, please wait a moment."

Caroline stopped and watched Josh Hartnett and his agent walk quickly, suddenly trying to kick off his heels and run away.

She doubted whether the other party guessed what the people she did.

But seeing Steve rushing over quickly, there were still many old blacks around her, she raised her head slightly.

Caroline discovered for the first time that Lao Hei could actually bring a sense of security.

This world is really hell!

Will came close to him and took the initiative to introduce his identity and said to Caroline: "I heard that you are friends with Hawke Osmon of West Coast Studio. Can you introduce us to you?"

Josh added: "I need to get out of it in a desperate situation, money is not a problem."

If he could sell his existing assets like Steve, because he would make it back soon and make more.

Even though Miss Me has seen so many incredible things in the entertainment industry, she is still slightly stunned at this moment.

Caroline subconsciously turned her head and looked at the sun in the sky. The direction was correct.

A guy who was terrible by the country bumpkin Hawk actually wanted to find Hawk to save him?

This world is really a hell!

(End of this chapter)