The Wolf of Los Angeles

Chapter 98 America's first true love

Century City, William Morris Company Hall.

The signing ceremony between Dwayne Johnson and the "Counter-Terrorism SWAT team" is being held.

Leonard Gordonburg and Johnson shook hands and took photos intimately on the temporary signing stage.

In the inconspicuous corner, Caroline held Hermes and asked Hawk: "Hiller, how much commission can you get this time?"

When Hawke saw her, he wanted to tease her: "I'll tell you twice."

Caroline was not fooled: "At most, ten times more than mine."

Hawke wouldn't tell her anyway, so he simply said, "You have serious problems with other customers, you can call me, and I will give you a commission."

"Can you not curse me?" Caroline was unhappy.

Hawke understood: "I almost forgot that the PR fee you get every year is fixed."

Caroline was depressed when she thought that Hawk earned more in one order than she did in a year.

She felt even more uncomfortable than losing a hundred thousand dollars.

The signing ceremony ends at this time, and there will be a cocktail party afterwards.

Hawke would not attend, so he went upstairs to the small conference room.

Caroline followed behind.

The two waited for a moment, and Johnson and Dany came in together.

The latter gave Hawke and Caroline a yacht invitation letter, saying, "Daone rented a large yacht at Santa Monica Yacht Company. We went out to sea for a party on the weekends. The invitations were all my friends, no outsiders. .”

Hawke asked, "Do you want to spend the night at sea?"

Johnson responded: "Depart early on Saturday morning and come back on Sunday afternoon. We go to the waters near Baja California. There are so many fish there, no one has disturbed us yet, so we can have fun."

Hawke nodded, "I must be there."

Miss Mee returned the invitation letter to Danny: "I will accompany Sarah Parker to Paris to attend Lancome's event on the weekend."

She was a little crazy and finally sighed helplessly.

Hawke collected the invitation letter and added harm to the point: "See, this is the difference between a cow and a boss."

"Cow and horse?" Caroline couldn't figure it out.

Hawke said slowly, "What you eat is grass, what you do is heavy work, and you are on standby 24 hours a week."

Caroline is depressed. Isn’t this talking about her own working state?

Danny said at this time, "Before Dawn came in, he called the accountant and your rewards will be paid soon."

Hearing the money, Caroline recovered.

If you have money, you can buy.

Hawke didn't hit her anymore, chatted with Johnson for a few words, and received a call from the banking manager.

The other party told him that $850,000 had just arrived.

Caroline also received the call.

Hawke then said goodbye.

Caroline followed from behind, raised her head and said, "I'm going to go shopping on Rodeo Avenue, are you going?"

Hawke slowed down slightly and walked with her: "Why tell me to go?"

Caroline finally found a place better than Hawk: "Because you, a country bumpkin, are always rustic, I'll take you to the brand store and guide you for free..."

"Miss.," Hawke interrupted her, "I suggest you save more money."

Caroline wondered, has this guy changed his sex? Asked, "Why?"

Hawke pointed to her delicate little face: "If you apply heavy makeup every day, your skin will soon have problems. Leave some money to get an injection."

He had ulterior motives: "The beauty agency Sarah went to was good, you can ask her in advance."

Caroline rolled her eyes: "Beverly Beauty Center? That's not a place I can afford."

Hawke had a purpose in chatting with her. At this time, it was as usual, and it looked like he was hitting Miss Me: "Look at your eyes, it's almost impossible to cover it. When will Sarah go again? It's highly recommended You go and have a look, and you will become an ugly monster with wrinkles in your face before you are thirty."

Caroline touched the bottom of her eyes: "Is it so obvious? It's all done by this **** job! I need to take a long vacation, it's too long since November, so I'll go over and have someone see it in the past few days."

Hawke continued, “You need to make sure you sleep.”

Caroline also thought, but the job of a full-speed PR company is to serve Hollywood stars, who keep creating scandals 24 hours a day.

After going downstairs, Hawke got into his car and called Edward: "Collection of information from Beverly Beauty Center these days, be careful not to be reckless and not to alarm them."

In Brentwood's villa, Edward leaned against the head of the bed and stretched out his arm to answer the call: "I understand."

Deborah on the other side was awakened from her sleep by the sound of the phone, turned over and pressed down on Edward, and said, "Let's come quickly while Indio doesn't come."

Edward put away his phone and said in Deborah's ear.

Deborah was embarrassed: "It's not good."

But Edward said, "I was so tired that I hadn't gotten off yet, so I needed some excitement."

Deborah had already turned against Donnie, gritted her teeth and agreed.

She got up and went to the storage room, and soon came back with a large photo frame.

Edward hurriedly came over and hung it on the wall at the head of the bed.

This is a wedding photo of Donny and Deborah.

Stimulated by the wedding photos, these two people are full of energy.

It was not until noon that Edward drove out of the villa.

Although his back hurts and his legs are cramped, his whole body suddenly became refreshed.

Edward wore Jaeger-LeCoultre, whom Downey stayed in another residence, was wearing a handmade suit given by Deborah, and the latest gold-inlaid Motorola in his pocket, and even the car he drove was a brand new Cadillac.

This is the winner in life.

...

Beverly Hills, Century City Shopping Center.

Hawke ordered two more business formal outfits in the store last time and bought a few casual outfits.

For the car, Mondeo is enough for the time being.

I bought a few leather shoes and watches.

By the way, I also bought a set of swimsuits and sunscreen clothes, which I hope to use on weekends.

Hawke came out of the mall and called Erica: "The yacht party time is booked, and he left at 8 a.m. Saturday morning and returned on Sunday afternoon."

Erica replied: "Yes, I can coordinate the time. I have completed the temporary fishing and hunting certificate, so let's have a good time."

Hawke asked, "I'll pick you up then?"

But Erica said, "We meet at the dock."

She was obviously busy: "I'm going through the transfer procedures, see you on Saturday."

"See you on Saturday." Hawke hung up the phone and drove to the safe house.

Hawk had put on makeup and changed into a car, driving a Chevrolet to the Melrose flea market and bought something for climbing and makeup.

There are also people selling monitors and micro cameras here.

But Hawke didn't touch it. In his memory of his previous life, the FBI often used this type of equipment to fish, and from time to time, unlucky guys would bite the hook.

Similar equipment can be purchased in the black market in Tijuana, which is much safer than here.

The threat there is not FBI fishing, but black eating.

In the afternoon, Hawke drove into Beverly Hills again and found the Beverly Beauty Center.

This professional medical beauty institution is located in Burton Road and claims to have the most advanced medical beauty and plastic surgery technology in the world today.

Hawke specifically asked Caroline that most Hollywood actresses have had plastic surgery, and many male celebrities are also regular customers of medical beauty.

Hollywood does not speak for this.

Hawke observed here for a while and there were almost no customers coming.

The customers of Beverly Beauty Center are basically Hollywood stars and do not accept ordinary customers.

Hawke changed his eyes to take pictures in succession, and saw that he had nothing to gain, so he drove away.

When he changed his outfit and was about to return to Fountain Street, he received a text message from Megan Taylor.

"Go to your house at 12 o'clock tonight."

Hawke quickly drove back and cleaned up.

After Edward moved away, Hawke, the kind-hearted boss, gave him a few days off.

There is no one cleaning the studio, it’s a bit messy.

Hawke finished cleaning and the sun was setting. He drove out for supper and bought some for lunch.

Tonight, the physical strength will definitely be consumed a lot.

At around eight o'clock, Frank walked across Fountain Street and wanted to come over and drink.

Hawke directly brought him a beer and wanted to send the person away.

Frank leaned against the door and looked up and down at Hawk: "Tell me honestly, what do you want to do tonight? You want to make trouble again?" Hawk said the truth: "Just make trouble for others but not for trouble."

Frank didn't believe it: "That night you made a fuss and even used steel wool balls, but you didn't call me. Do you want to eat alone again this time?"

"Not this." Hawke was helpless and said directly: "The runners are coming here to exercise together."

Frank lifted his beer and walked out, looked up from the door, pointed to the south-facing window of the bedroom, and said to Hawk, "Don't pull the curtains tonight, let me see your level."

Hawke gave him a middle finger: "I'm afraid you'll be inferior."

"I'm serious to you." The King of Forces occupied Frank's mind again: "There are at least hundreds of female celebrities and female models I have ever had insidious rules, with rich experience and outstanding skills. I will teach you a little bit. You benefited a lot.”

Hawke resisted the urge to beat the pretentious person and launched a critical attack with words: "Tell Edward, he is obsessed with your ex-wife. By the way, do your ex-wife still have wedding photos with you?"

Frank suffered a fatal blow, forcing the King of Kings to go offline, and the Depressed Go online.

The old man lowered his head, carried a handful of beer, and walked across the road alone, pulling out a long shadow under the street lights, looking both pitiful and helpless.

Hawke quickly went upstairs, pulled up the curtains of the master bedroom windows, and confirmed that they were thick and not transparent, and then he felt relieved.

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

Opposite, Frank climbed to the top of the RV, raised his telescope to look, and was so angry that he cursed many times of Frank and miser.

Near twelve o'clock, a black car turned into Fountain Street.

Megan Taylor parked the car behind the familiar Mondeo and called Hawke.

Hawke on the roof was observing the surroundings, and after confirming that there was no tail, he let her in.

After entering the door, Mei Xiangsheng rushed up. Suddenly, she thought of the video she had watched. Those unlucky guys were directly under the electricity in this house and stopped quickly.

She looked around and said, "Will I be shocked?"

Hawke said deliberately, "I can help if you want."

Megan walked forward carefully.

Hawke said, "I've turned it off."

Megan rushed up directly.

The two of them were on the first floor first, and then went to the second floor.

Megan was having a little crazy play. She wanted to go up to the top floor in the early morning, but was grabbed by Hawk.

Hawke knew very well that in the parking lot opposite, the boring **** was likely to be watching here with a telescope.

While playing poker, he took the time to stretch out a hand from the gap in the curtains and raised his **** to the outside.

On the road of Fountain Street, the sound of steel **** falling to the ground sounded.

That old guy Frank took Hawk's ordinary slingshot.

Megan was curious and asked, "What happened?"

Hawke said in her ear: "There is a **** who is in the parking lot opposite now, trying to peek with a telescope, but he can't see anything."

Maybe after watching many secretly filmed videos, Meghan became even more excited when he heard Hawk's words.

The next morning, Megan did not leave, and was eating fast food and breakfast, and said to Hawk, "I'll leave at half past ten, go directly to the Fox TV Center."

Hawke brought her a glass of milk, stood by the window and pointed it at Megan: "The old man sitting on the roadside, the one who begged in an ashtray, please ignore him when you go out."

Megan understood as soon as she heard it: "The person last night?"

Hawke simply said, "A bad friend."

A Cadillac drove over and stopped on the side of the road.

Edward, who was dressed up in a brand new style, got out of the car and walked towards the studio door.

Hawke went over and opened the door, first let someone come in, closed the door and asked, "Savior, have you just saved the universe?"

"I said I didn't want it, and kept refusing." Edward seemed implicit, but in fact he showed off nakedly: "But Deborah must buy it for me, and I can't do anything about it."

Megan asked, "Deborah? Deborah, Donny's widow?"

Edward then noticed Megan, smiled and said, "Deborah is my girlfriend now."

For the first time, Meghan felt that his brain was not enough.

But Hawke said, "It is normal for men to love women to love."

Edward handed over the information he brought to Hawk at this time: "Boss, what you want."

Hawke next.

Meghan will never forget the news: "Are you going to make news?"

Hawke put the information into the filing cabinet and said, "Don't ask what it is, it's just a little preparatory work."

Edward came, and Megan didn't plan to stay here. She drank the milk that Hawk prepared for her, went to rinse her mouth, put on her own things, and went out to get in the car to go to the Fox TV Center.

Hawke took out the information and looked it out.

Most of the information Edward collected was public.

Hawke rummaged through for a while, then turned on his laptop and found the photos he took yesterday.

He said to Edward: "Give you a long-term task. When we don't have a job, you go to the Beverly Beauty Center and observe where their customers go when they come out and where nearby are conducive to shooting, if our goal comes out of the inside , how can I take a picture of his true face? ”

Edward scratched his head: "It's okay to say the first few items, but the last item is a bit difficult and too brain-consuming. I can't handle it."

Hawke said, “Do what you can do first.”

Edward asked, "Boss, who are we going to do?"

"Sarah Parker," Hawke said simply: "She is a customer of Beverly Beauty Center and will go to get injections in a few months."

Edward raised two fingers: "We have sold Sarah's news twice, is this the third time to prepare for it? Will she be cut into bald by our wool cut?"

Hawke wouldn't tell him that his real target was Bro Derek, just asked, "I'll let you pay attention to the relationship between Sarahs, how are they doing recently?"

Edward said: "It's still extremely loving in public, and this love is too deformed."

What Hawke wants to use is this deformed love.

There are all kinds of perverts in Hollywood, and Bro is really a great love for Sarah.

America's first true love.

After reading the information, Hawke asked Edward to continue collecting it, and at the same time reminded: "I will go out to sea this weekend. I will leave you a satellite phone number to contact you. If you have emergency matters, you can call me."

Edward responded and suddenly came up with an idea, should he buy a bouquet of flowers on the weekend, take Deborah and Indio to the cemetery to see Donny?

You always have to say thank you for your villa and heritage on Donnie's grave?

...

Santa Monica Yacht Club Pier is already busy in the early morning.

In front of a huge white yacht, the refueling car was parked next to it and was refueling fuel.

Two vans drove on the other side, and the crew controlled the crane and loaded a large amount of food and wine on the ship.

Johnson's external catering team loaded food and beverages on board.

There is also a fishing tackle company that brought fishing rods.

The driver of the gas truck is a Mexican, leaning against the guardrail of the trestle.

The second deputy, who is also a Mexican, gathered together to talk to him.

The driver looked at the yacht in the distance and said, "This trip is the same as before. They are heading south, right?"

Deputy Second Deputy said: "This is the most popular route for the club's boat rental and our safest shipping route."

The driver fully agreed: "It's much safer than mules who walk on land."

"Because of celebrity ships, even if they encounter the Coast Guard or DEA's maritime patrol, they will not check it. At most, they will ask a few questions on the radio." The second deputy has done it many times and has a lot of experience: "This time I'm sure it's sure. Want to act?”

The driver said, "The supply of goods is ready and is still placed in the sea supply ship. It is delivered to the ship when refueling at night. You have to bring people to the reception in person."

The second mate said lightly: "I have always been responsible for the replenishment. Every time I replenish the supply at night, I will take people to stare at it. Nearly half of the people on the boat, including the first mate, have received my money. People are very greedy and have money. You will cooperate with your earnings.”

In the past, they took advantage of the opportunity of Hollywood celebrities renting yachts to go to sea, and transported goods to Los Angeles with smuggled when they were replenishing supplies at sea at night, and there was never any problem.

The driver said, "The one that belongs to you will be deposited into your account at Credit Suisse tomorrow."

"Okay, it's time for me to go back." The second deputy walked towards the yacht.

He was in a very good mood. If he did it a few more times, he would be able to achieve financial freedom, leave America and live in Switzerland.

As long as you secretly leave North America, there is nothing you can do to help him.

The fuel refueling was completed, and the driver drove the refueling car to leave first.

The second deputy negotiated with other vehicles, got on the boat and checked it, called his confidants to bring all the prepared Evian mineral water onto the boat.

He came to the cockpit and waited for dawn to hand over the captain and the first mate.

He is responsible for the work on the boat at night.

As the sky turned white, the captain and the first mate rushed over and started the machine to warm up.

When the sun rose, luxury cars drove into the dock parking lot one after another, and Johnson and Dani got on the boat the earliest.

The latter also chatted with the captain for a while and confirmed the itinerary again.

At about half past seven, Hawke drove into the dock parking lot. Less than two minutes later, Erica's Cherokee turned in.

The two of them each pulled a suitcase and boarded the yacht that Johnson rented.

(End of this chapter)