The Wolf of Los Angeles

Chapter 87 The God of War of Light Pole

Beverly Hills, Courtyard by Marriott.

In the self-service banquet hall where the venue was booked, people from the "Midnight Entertainment" program team were having a party.

Megan Taylor was invisible at the right time, and brought the dining plate into the connected private room, pulled open the chair and sat opposite Hawke.

Hawke took the wine glass, poured her some red wine, and asked, "Will you leave the market so soon?"

"I'm present and they can't let go." Megan's eyes fell on Hawke and looked at him carefully.

Hawke was wearing a casual, fitted white short-sleeved shirt that was pressed against his body, highlighting the muscle lines. The lines change were particularly obvious between lifting and lowering the arms.

Meghan's saliva was secreted quickly, and he quickly picked up the wine glass and took a sip.

Hawke noticed the strangeness in her eyes and asked deliberately, "What's wrong?"

Megan looked at the watch and said before leaving, "Someone told me that Gretchen from Ace News has contact with you?"

Hawke had no need to deny it: “Normal business dealings, she wanted hot news, and I could provide it.”

He asked indirectly, "How is your relationship with her?"

Megan laughed: "Direct competitors, if the anchors on Channel 11 are ranked, Gretchen, who ranks first in the prime time, I can only rank second."

Hawke, the scheming man, immediately said, "Since it's your competitor, I refuse to work with her."

Meghan didn't believe these words, but it didn't prevent her from hearing them. He asked, "The next news, how to prepare for a child?"

Hawke said seriously: "I have always been serious in doing news, only shooting real events."

"Tell you something." Megan remembered one thing: "Miller Collins' divorce lawsuit with Maria Collins, the judge would be a woman, and the early mediator would be a woman."

Hawke immediately grasped the essence of it: "Women help women."

Megan's eyes lit up: "This view is very novel." She continued the topic just now: "If nothing unexpected happens, most of Miller Collins' property will be taken away by his wife and daughter."

Hawke remembered that Maria Collins was recorded by Edward on the list and sighed: "The Savior must have saved the earth in his previous life."

Megan was keen on news business: "I don't know why you were trying to get Miller Collins, the purpose was achieved."

Hawke corrected: "I'm only interested in women."

Megan blinked a few times in a row and said, "I want to thank you this time. I have caught the key figure and helped me get angry."

But Hawke said, "You should be careful when you go in and out. There must be a fish that misses the net. If anyone goes crazy and wants to take revenge on you, it will be troublesome."

Megan fully agrees: "It's right. I'll row the car last time and hurt someone next time..."

Hawke said, "You hire a bodyguard."

Megan stared at him: "It's too late tonight."

She looked at her watch again and decided to be a hunter: "Don't you exercise regularly? Can you play a guest role as a bodyguard and send me home?"

Hawke picked up his cell phone on the table and said, "I'll give it to you."

After a brief pull, the dog couple finally walked out of the hotel together.

Hawke drove up Mondeo, pulled Megan away from Beverly, entered Westwood, turned on West Olympic Avenue, and soon came to a small independent villa.

Before Hawke could stop, Megan took out the remote control and opened the electronic door: "Get in."

Hawke drove into the yard, got out of the car, and walked towards the door.

Megan walked ahead.

Hawk is on the back, and Meghan's good figure is clear at a glance.

Megan opened the door and took the lead in.

Just as Hawke turned around and closed the door, Megan threw away his handbag and rushed forward.

The two kissed wildly and touched everywhere.

After a moment, Hawke pushed out.

Megan sat on the sofa in the living room, looking at Hawke in surprise, as if he couldn't understand why he pushed him away.

Hawke came to the window, pulled up the curtains, and looked at the street lamp poles outside.

He pulled all the curtains up.

Megan said: "You're very careful."

"I'm not afraid." Hawke went to pull another curtain: "I'm afraid you'll be the headlines of other shows."

When the curtains were all pulled up, Megan walked towards the bedroom in high heels, while hooking her fingers at Hawk, opening the door and leaning on the door frame, and asking, "Why are you looking at the light poles?"

Hawke said the truth: "I have a nickname called the God of War of Light Pole."

Megan stared at a certain position and exclaimed: "It's very vivid."

Hawke quickly walked over and dragged her into the door.

...

Brentwood, outside a restaurant.

To thank Edward for accompanying Indio for playing, Deborah specially invited Edward to dinner.

When black people pick up girls, their IQ always skyrockets, as if the cotton stuffed in their heads had grown brain cells again.

After a day, Edward had already won Deborah's favor.

Deborah first asked Indio to get in the car and said to Edward: "Thank you so much today. We haven't been so happy for a long time."

Edward smiled particularly brightly: "I am very happy to be with you."

Deborah wanted to leave but felt something was short of it, so she had nothing to say: "I forgot to ask you what job you do."

Edward remembers the studio's business scope and said seriously: "Crisis PR consulting and business strategic planning."

Deborah had been an actor before, and understood what industry this was, and said, "It's a great job." Indior was tired and sleepy when he was tired. He lowered the window and stuck his head out: "Mom, let's go home and sleep. ”

Deborah pointed at Edward: "Wait a moment, I will say goodbye to Edward."

Indio lay on the car window and said to the boy: "Isn't it okay to take Edward to our house to sleep? There are so many rooms in our house, and I can play with him tomorrow when I wake up."

This made Deborah a little embarrassed.

Edward took the initiative to say goodbye: "It's too late, you can take Indio back."

Deborah nodded slightly.

Edward took the initiative to help her open the door of the driver's seat.

The red Bentley left soon.

Edward got on the second-hand business car and returned to East Hollywood. The car was parked next to the studio and opened the door and entered the house alone.

It was getting late, and he walked upstairs and downstairs without finding Hawk.

"It's weird, the boss hasn't come back? Have you found a major news?" Edward took out his cell phone and prepared to call.

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

Suddenly I remembered that Hawke was going to Megan Taylor's party.

Edward has always been inspired in this regard. He threw away his thoughts of making phone calls and went upstairs to take a shower and go to bed.

...

In the morning, the pressure on her body was relieved and Megan walked much lighter.

It seemed like the blocked spring was opened by the plumber and all the spring water was sprayed out.

Inexplicably happy.

So, after getting up in the morning to provide assistance, Meghan specially made high-protein breakfasts such as eggs, milk and fried fish for Hawk.

The two sat at the dining table and had breakfast together.

Hawke tasted fried fish and praised: "Good cooking skills."

Megan said, "I usually make breakfast myself." She looked at the high-mounted street lamp poles outside the window and asked, "Climbing this thing can really exercise that aspect?"

Hawke replied casually, "Actually, I haven't crawled many times."

Megan was amazed: "But you are indeed the God of War."

Hawke took the initiative: "Thank you, this nickname is worthy of its name."

He looked upright: "I want to say something to you."

Megan put down the knife and fork, worried that Hawk would confess, so he strangled the path to death: "I'll just talk first."

Hawke nodded, "You first."

Meghan was very straightforward: "I am busy with work and under great pressure. My career is in an upward period. I don't have time or energy to talk about a relationship, but I am an adult and I inevitably have physical needs."

Hawke felt relieved and said, "This is what I want to say."

Megan has not forgotten that Channel 11's ace female anchor was trying to win over Hawke and said specifically: "Sure enough, we are the best partners, and we even have the same idea."

Hawke did not answer this, but continued the previous topic: "We don't enter each other's lives. If you or I have needs, you can find me or I can find you."

Megan thought more: “It’s not just limited to my house, but also to other places.”

"I can do it," Hawke said.

Meghan was very satisfied. Although Hawk had a Volkswagen face and was not very handsome, he was strong and powerful.

The most important point is the God of War.

After the two of them had breakfast, Hawke packed up his belongings and prepared to leave.

Megan suddenly remembered something, and asked Hawke to go to the basement, fetched a box from the locker, and placed it in front of Hawke: "This thing was given by a sponsor when I was attending the event, I was not on the front line. Run, you should be useful."

Hawke quickly unpacks the box, which houses a small shoulder-wearing camera, which is convenient for shooting during movement.

Megan said again: "A few days ago, when the Dwarf helps, I saw that a small number of police officers in LAPD have begun to equip similar equipment."

Hawke nodded: "It seems to be called a law enforcement recorder."

Megan has specifically inquired: "Yes."

"I've always wanted to buy it, but I have found multiple stores but haven't." Hawke put it away: "I want the stuff."

Meghan's purpose is clear: "Use it to shoot more exciting news."

Hawke glanced at the time: "You should go to work, go."

The two went out and Meghan's BMW 7 was sent for repair. The car in the hotel parking lot last night.

Hawke drove her to the Fox TV Center and returned to the studio.

When Edward saw Hawke coming in, he put down the sandwich in his hand, came over and smelled it: "Boss, you have a fragrance on your body, and you are still very familiar with it. Let me think about it..."

He does have a talent for women: “It’s the fragrance of Megan Taylor!”

"The answer is correct, and the salary this week is deducted," Hawke said.

"How can you be so cruel!" Edward asked carefully, "You have started dating?"

"What a joke." Hawke sat on the sofa and stretched: "Runners who solve their physical needs."

Edward praised: "I am Edward's boss, and I will never tie it to a tree."

Hawke saw a few boxes placed near the door and asked, "Are you moving?"

"Some things have fallen on Nicole, and she asked me to get them as soon as possible." Edward summed up his experience: "You can't put things in their place in the future, you still have to check in with your bag."

(End of this chapter)