The Wolf of Los Angeles

Chapter 95 Car crash

Beverly Hills, Sida Senai Medical Center.

Hawke walked through the corridor and came to a therapy room, nodded to Amanda, who was guarding the door, pushed the door open and walked in.

In the physiotherapy room, Johnson reminded the doctor: "The injuries on the face do not need to be treated, just keep them."

The doctor looked at Dany Garcia in embarrassment.

The latter said, "Listen to him."

The doctor packed up and left the physiotherapy room.

When the door closed, Johnson pointed at the wound on his face: "How is it? I made it myself. This time I learned from the last experience and didn't let anyone treat it. Isn't it obvious?"

Hawke glanced at it and said to the truth: "We must leave the hospital quickly. If we don't leave, the swelling will be reduced. The scars captured by the camera will not be obvious."

Johnson quickly packed up his things and urged Dany: "Hurry up and go!"

Hawke called Edward and asked him to drive over.

Johnson also has followers and playmates, but Hawke has opened a gap through his followers several times and firmly disagrees with any followers to participate.

Even the person who drove to Johnson last night was a stunt actor under Dany.

The collision looks a bit serious, but in fact the risk is almost zero.

Edward drove a business car from William Morris to the big steps in front of the medical building.

More than 20 media reporters came.

The hospital was carefully selected by Hawke. After leaving the medical building, it is the hospital gate, which is convenient for reporters to take photos.

In the news that Edward sold, Johnson was able to escape urgently when danger came when faced with an out-of-control car and avoid the key points of the car. Not only did he not damage his image, but he once again highlighted the character of a tough guy.

Hawke was the first to come out of the hospital and got into his own car.

A moment later, accompanied by Danny, Johnson walked out of the medical building, stood on the big steps, showing off the less obvious scars on his face, allowing the reporters to take a photo.

"I did a comprehensive examination and was not injured." Johnson also briefly accepted an interview and put on an iconic and kind smile: "Thank you for your concern."

Under the protection of hospital security, he got into the business car.

The group went to William Morris nearby. As soon as they arrived at the small conference room, Caroline trotted in with high heels.

Miss Mee closed the door and said, "Good news, the crew just notified Josh Hartnett's agent, and Josh is not suitable to continue to attend the leading actor audition."

Johnson stretched out his big fist and **** Hawke: "Man, I know, you can do it."

Danny asked, “Celebrate with champagne?”

"No, it's not too late for Champagne to wait until Dawn takes over the role." Hawke stopped Danny, came to the front of the conference room, slapped his palm hard, and said, "Guys, it's not time to celebrate now, we're here to go. Start a new phase of work with the goal of Colin Farrell.”

Everyone sat on both sides of the long conference table, obeying Hawke's instructions without any hesitation.

Hawke wrote down the names of Colin Farrell and Kevin Spacey on the whiteboard, and on the other side of them, he wrote producer Leonard Gordonburg.

"Kevin Spacey is very influential in the circle, and he has seen Leonard Gordonburg three times this month," Danny said.

Hawke nodded slightly and said, "I'll confirm again. Leonard hates the actor's lateness during the audition?"

"Yes." Caroline took the lead in answering: "He thinks it is the greatest disrespect for him."

Danny said again: "If the other party is an actress he likes, then when the actor is late, he put down his figure and stays crazy for one or two days, and he may succeed, but the male actor is not good, and his orientation is normal. ”

"Okay, let's deal with Colin Farrell in the simplest and most direct way." Hawke picked up the carbon pen and wrote a line of words on the whiteboard.

Crash.

...

Beverly Hilton Grand Hotel, third floor lounge.

Josh Hartnett stood by the window, looking at the protesting crowd below, thinking of the phone call notification, he was so angry that he couldn't even drink the water.

These old men are so disgusting.

Agent Will comforted: "Even if this role is lost, it's no big deal. As long as we successfully overcome this crisis, there will be a chance in the future."

Josh nodded slightly.

PR manager Julis came in from outside and said, “I just talked to multiple media outlets and gave all the gifts I should give, only a part of them agreed not to associate you with racism anymore, and the others will continue to report on them. After all, the protesters are outside and the news is happening."

Will said again: "The conventional method cannot solve the problem. Find a black girlfriend as soon as possible."

The reality of being kicked out by the crew was in front of him, and despite his heartache, Josh made a decision: "You guys find a suitable candidate."

Celebrity love is a drama, and Will found a candidate last night: "I will send the information as soon as possible. They are not as good as friends, and they are happy to have a relationship with you."

Josh closed his eyes and thought about how to break up with his girlfriend who had been dating for eight years.

After thinking for a while, he remembered one thing and asked, "What happened to Dwayne Johnson's car accident?"

Julis took the laptop over, logged into Yahoo Entertainment, and opened the picture for Josh to watch.

The picture shows the scene of a car accident. An off-road vehicle hit the tail of Fordrey's horse. Both cars were deformed and looked quite tragic.

Turning off these pictures, Josh found that there was new news about Johnson on the Internet.

He saw photos of Johnson leaving the hospital after he finished his treatment.

Among them, the scars on Johnson's face were clearly visible.

Josh said, "I was **** by someone, and Johnson was **** by someone, it could not be a coincidence."

He asked the agent and PR manager: "Where is Colin Farrell? Is he okay?"

Will has learned about the situation: "He's good and is having lunch with Kevin Spacey today at Beverly."

"I will cooperate with you to find a black girlfriend." Josh gritted his teeth: "But I was being done with this, so I can't just forget it."

Will agrees: "Yes, you can't float around. Weak people in Hollywood will only be bullied. We need to take tough measures."

Julius didn't speak, but agreed.

Competition in the mall is omnipotent, and competition in Hollywood is also fierce in private.

This is pretty good. In order to please the big guys, some celebrities not only contribute themselves, but also dare to hold childhood memories parties for them.

Josh picked up the mouse, clicked the picture of the car accident, and stared at the two cars that were deformed.

From the perspective of bystanders, car accidents are very interesting.

...

Culver City, Arts District.

Oscar winner Kevin Spacey ended her afternoon tea with Leonard Gordonburg, came out of the Expo Line restaurant and got on the nanny car on the side of the road.

In the car, the air conditioning was very high. Colin Farrell took out a wet towel like a male nanny, helping Spacey wipe off the sweat beads on his head, and cleaned every finger for him.

When he finished his work, Spacey took a photo of the driver's seat: "Drive, go back."

Colin took another bottle of soda, unscrewed and handed it to him.

A young Irish actor with almost no background came to Los Angeles to explore Hollywood and was lucky enough to meet Kevin Spacey.

He had heard of how Brad Pitt climbed out of the bottom layer and made the same choice to become the male nanny of the Oscar winner.

Spacey is not bad, and his efforts have made him gain something, a hundred times better than those who cheat money and sex.

After finishing all this, Colin sat back in his seat and asked, "What do the producers say?"

Spacey frowned: "Let you do your best in the last audition, as long as the audition is good, nothing else is wrong."

Colin was a little disappointed, saying this means not saying it.

Spacey has tried his best to help him, calling the competitors to pressure them to win the support of the producers.

As for the others, this Oscar winner also needs to consider cost-effectiveness.

Spacey took the newspaper he bought this morning, pulled out the entertainment version, and handed it to Colin: "Look at the news about your competitors."

Colin saw the above report that Josh Hartnett was suspected of racial discrimination and Dwayne Johnson was hit by an off-road vehicle.

He looked at Spacey: "Isn't this what you asked for someone to do?"

Spacey said, "It wasn't us, and the two of them had an accident again..."

Colin instantly realized: "Jeremy Reiner! It must be Jeremy Reiner's job! I didn't expect that this little actor was so cruel."

Spacey also thought so: "Of the four people selected for the last audition, he is the worst in strength. If you want to get on top, you can only use your brain and do more."

He reminded: "Be safe in the house before you audition on Monday morning."

Colin responded, but took out his cell phone and sent a text message to a newspaper editor whom he was familiar with, preparing to pay for the page and ask the other party to send a few more reports about Black Jeremy Renner.

Then he called the assistant supervisor of the crew who he knew for money and waited for the newspaper to be published tomorrow, so that the other party could stuff it into the newspaper shelf that producer Leonard had to read every day.

The babysitter car went down the San Diego Expressway into West Los Angeles, then turned into the not-so-wide Pique Avenue and headed to Beverly Hills. Edward, who was following behind, turned into Century City before the other party entered the closed community.

Edward came to the Santa Monica Art Museum, drove directly into the parking lot, called Hawke, walked quickly into the exhibition area of ​​the art museum, and found his boss in the quiet gallery.

Hawke sat in a rest chair, looking at the abstract painting on the wall, and asked Edward: "How is the situation?"

Edward sat across from the other side and said, "I followed three times. Colin Farrell and Kevin Spacey walked the same road every time they went to Culver City. They came out of the community and would walk on Pique Avenue in West Los Angeles. , then turn from Pique Avenue to San Diego Expressway, and then head to Culver City.”

The corresponding road situation appeared in Hawke's mind: "Pick Avenue is narrower, and some sections only have two lanes in both directions."

Edward understood what he meant: "One of the sections has almost no intersection, and it is impossible to go around."

"This section is in West Los Angeles." Hawke was quite impressed by the place where he helped Johnson to help save the beauty, and it was very close to this section.

Edward whispered, "Boss, this section of the road seems to be Erica's patrol area."

Hawke said, "I know."

He glanced at the time, took out his cell phone and called, "Have you arrived?"

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

There replied: "Just parked the car."

Hawke said, “I’m in the gallery area, you turn left and keep walking in.”

Soon, Jacqueline, who had no makeup, walked over quickly.

"I haven't called for so long, and I thought you forgot me." Jacqueline sat in the chair and complained.

"It's not easy to make money, and there's too little business," Hawke said.

Jacqueline looked at his face: "You have a good figure, but unfortunately your face is too ordinary, otherwise I will introduce you to a few customers."

Hawke quickly changed the topic: "I have a business for you."

Jacqueline said, "It just so happens that I have something to ask you."

Hawke listened to her first: "You say it first."

"We worked together the last few times, and I did a good job, right?" Jacqueline asked tentatively, "Do you think I can develop into Hollywood?"

Hawke was quite surprised: "You want to be an actor?"

Jacqueline showed special confidence: "I am the actress's job, eating those things, and I'm more professional and have better skills."

Edward interjected, "It's hard to become famous by this alone. If this happens, Hollywood actresses are everywhere."

"What you said makes sense, but some of us have succeeded." Jacqueline heard the seniors in this industry say: "Charlie Sheen's fiancée, Denise Richards, played the fleet in "The Star River Fleet" The one from the female pilot Carmen, who had known Charlie Sheen, was my colleague before he met."

Edward was stunned and angrily scolded: "Another **** who doesn't talk about public morality, turning public goods into personal belongings."

Hawke wanted to use Jacqueline, and thought for a while and said, "I can introduce a crew to you and try to play a very small role first."

Just say hello to Eric.

Jacqueline stayed in Los Angeles for a long time and knew it was not easy, she quickly said, "Thank you, thank you! How can I repay you? How about spending a few nights with you for free?"

Hearing this, Hawke thought of Charlie Sheen and waved his hand very proudly: "Friends help each other, I need you to help me."

Jacqueline was mobilized all her enthusiasm: "You said."

Hawke asked, "Find a reliable woman. Next Monday morning, in the West Los Angeles section of Pike Avenue, you two have a car accident in a car accident, blocking that road. You guys start to have another fight and stick to it for a while. ”

"It's that simple?" Jacqueline thought it was so difficult.

Hawke said again: "I'll give you $2,000. You decide how to divide it, but you must take good care of it."

This is not the first time Jacqueline works with Hawke. She understands this and says, "These days, I have known a woman who is a few years older than me, but she has a daughter. In order to raise her daughter, she is even more important than us. spell."

Because she was mobilized, she also started from the perspective of confidentiality: "She is a good mother, her daughter is only three years old, and she will not talk nonsense to protect her children."

Hawke stood up and said, "Come with me, I'll take you to see the road first."

The three left the art gallery and went to the narrowest section of West Los Angeles on Pique Avenue. They got out of the car in the middle and checked it out on the spot.

Jacqueline took the matters Hawke told him one by one, and when the matter came to an end, she immediately called Renee with her companion.

This woman is different from vain girls, and there are unscrupulous reasons for her in this industry.

After she gave birth to her daughter, the black husband ran away with a bucket. The child she gave birth to had congenital diseases. The charitable assistance she applied for was deducted layer by layer, and there were very few, and even the treatment cost was not enough. She could only do the most primitive business. .

As soon as Jacqueline said she could get an extra income, Renee immediately agreed.

On the other hand, Hawke didn't go to Erica for help, but just called her.

Erica is also attending an event jointly organized by NYPD and LAPD in New York, and will not return to Los Angeles next week.

Hawke asked Edward to drive to William Morris, and at five o'clock in the afternoon, they had another meeting.

The next day, two newspapers published in California suddenly exposed a lot of negative news about Jeremy Renner.

"I didn't do it." Caroline declared first.

Dany said: "Johnson and I didn't mess with him, so he didn't have any threats."

Edward glanced at Hawke: "We didn't do it either."

Hawke said, "It should be that we muddled the water and someone was injured by accident."

He looked at Johnson: "Your audition is scheduled for Monday afternoon, before the audition, don't go out unless necessary."

Johnson also knew the situation was a bit messy: "I will notify you in advance when I go out."

...

Monday, it was almost nine o'clock in the morning.

On a three-story building on the street of Pike Avenue, Hawke was wearing a plumber repair suit, standing by the building and looking out to the east, dialing Edward's phone number and asking, "Where have you been?"

"Get the target section right away," Edward said. "Colin Farrell drove, his agent was in the co-pilot, the blue Lexus."

Hawke took out his telescope from his bag and captured the blue car shadow in the not-so-intensive traffic.

Before starting, Lexus has not yet entered the narrowest section of the road.

In order to avoid being late, Colin Farrell walked in advance for a while and got on the bus on Pique Avenue, but he always took this road to Culver City and had no intention of turning into other roads.

When the red light turned green, Lexus crossed the intersection and the road narrowed, Colin Farrell slowed down.

On the front side of the convenience store, there is a single exit lane for unloading goods in surrounding stores.

There was a cargo inside.

Just as Lexus passed by, the car suddenly accelerated and rushed out of the lane.

The distance is short, and the speed is not fast.

But Lexus, caught in the traffic flow, couldn't even hide.

The van hit the rear of the Lexus with a bang, and the Lexus immediately deviated and the car hit a jeep driving opposite.

The airbag exploded with a bang.

Colin Farrell and his agent were confused for a moment.

Fortunately, the truck is not fast and the impact angle is clever. The force is not too large, and the collision is not serious.

The truck driver seemed to be in shock. After a busy work, he got out of the car and called 911 on his own initiative.

The section of Pike Avenue was immediately blocked.

Edward who followed him was stunned. Didn’t he let Jacqueline get scratched and create a small car accident to block this road? Why did you use it when you crash directly?

His cell phone rang and he quickly connected.

Hawke could see clearly upstairs and said, "The collision has nothing to do with us. We drive normally and leave normally."

He then took out Jacqueline's number on his spare phone, called over and said, "The action is cancelled, you can go back normally, don't stay here for a long time."

Jacqueline was surprised: "How did you cancel it?"

Hawke said directly: "Salary payment is paid."

Jacqueline stopped talking nonsense: "I'll inform Renee to leave now."

Hawke finished the repair, carried the tool kit downstairs, and entered the car and waited for the road to clear.

Although I don’t know who caused this car accident, I can’t get through the work of Josh Hartnett or Jeremy Renner.

The water is getting muddy.

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(End of this chapter)