The Wolf of Los Angeles

Chapter 125 Principles? Do we have it?

Beverly Hills, St. Louis Private Fertility Center.

In the waiting area of ​​the VIP Building, Hawke sat on a bench and looked through the application rules published by the Golden Globe Awards Organizing Committee.

Compared to the Oscars, the Golden Globe Awards are simpler, with only about 100 judges.

All these judges are from veterans in the media circle.

Hawke vaguely remembers that the former Mitu Sports was officially released at the Golden Globe Awards Ceremony.

Black equality, Oprah's declaration and angrily retorting Lao Tang all happened during the award ceremony.

This is a far left-leaning award than the Oscars.

Caroline and Sarah's new agent Sophia came from the clinic.

Hawke asked, "What's going on now?"

Compared to the two first-comers, Sophia knew that she had not yet gained Sarah's trust and took the initiative to answer, "I went to the ultrasound room and there will be results soon."

Hawke handed Caroline the documents in his hand: "I'll go to the bathroom."

Caroline took it up like an assistant.

When Sophia saw Hawke walking away, she asked in a low voice: "Are all the rumors about West Coast Studios in the circle true?"

"Of course it's all true. The rumors are too conservative, and they are actually more exaggerated than the rumors." Caroline shines from head to toe, knowing how to gild her face: "Why did Sarah hire Hawke with her at a high salary? Because I and Hawk are both fine and beautiful. Ke worked together many times and completed those incredible operations together."

Sophia looked at Caroline differently.

Although I don’t know the details, there are some rumors in the circle, including Steve Nutt and Selfie Door, as well as LAPD’s recent image PR and planning, all from a business strategic planning company called West Coast Studios.

How could it be simple for those who can participate in the whole process?

Not long after, Caroline's phone rang a prompt sound, and she quickly called Sophia to go to the elevator.

As the elevator descended, Sarah Parker walked out of it.

The first time she saw Caroline and Sophia, she asked, "Where is Hawk? Where is he?"

Hawke came over from the bathroom and said, "I'm here."

Sarah handed him a test report: "Good news, I'm pregnant!"

"Congratulations." Hawke looked at the report, with clear diagnosis results on it.

Sarah opened her arms and hugged Hawke hard: "Thank you!"

Hawke thought, is this easy to make people misunderstand? Didn’t I let you get pregnant?

He looked at Caroline: "Has the hospital done it?"

Caroline said: "I signed a confidentiality agreement. The clinic has a good reputation in this regard and has limited insiders. Confidentiality is not a problem."

Many Hollywood celebrities’ initial pregnancy tests are conducted here, and no leaks have occurred in the past.

Hawke led his group to the underground parking lot.

Edward was driving a business car and was already waiting here.

After getting in the car, Sarah asked, "Will the news of pregnancy be released now?"

"Not now, follow the plan." Hawke's reason has been prepared long ago: "We cannot give people the feeling of deliberately winning the prize, let alone make people feel that you are pregnant just to win the prize. The news cannot be announced by you at the earliest."

Sophia agrees: "It makes sense."

Hawke stretched out his hand at Sarah: "Give me the test order, find a suitable opportunity, and I will leak it."

Sarah handed the test order to Hawke: "Tell me in advance, I'm so mentally prepared."

Hawke looked at the eye test sheet: "After the media exposed, you have to respond publicly."

Sarah asked, "What about the other aspects?"

"First promote it according to regular channels." Hawke glanced at Caroline and Sophia: "You are better than me, so I won't express my opinions."

Sarah reminded: "With your pregnancy plan, as long as you get the bird pool of Jennifer Aniston, I have at least 70% chance of winning."

Hawke wants to do much more than Sarah thinks: "I want to guarantee you have 90% hope of winning."

"Really?" Sarah laughed: "As long as I can win this Golden Globe Award, I will all cooperate with you."

The suggestive meaning of this statement is very strong, just to say it clearly.

As if he didn't understand, Hawke said to Caroline, "You communicate well with the crew."

Caroline replied, "Leave it to me."

This is not an Oscar. The crew has limited resources and will only follow the regular publicity model.

Sarah had seen her mother get pregnant and said, "Time is still a bit tight, and it's hard to show off in more than two months."

Hawke didn't care about this at all: "It's okay, cushion your belly." He shook the test sheet: "You're really pregnant."

Sarah laughed, “That’s right.”

Hawke said to Sophia, "You go to another city and buy a set of women's equipment for pretending to be pregnant. Don't be too exaggerated, you can show your pregnancy."

Sophia is a mother: "I know what to do."

The car came to Sherman Oaks, and after sending Sarah off, Caroline got into Hawk's car and left together.

Hawke reminded him: "How is the situation on Pitt's side?"

"You ask the secret to collect, don't alarm Pete, so slow down." Caroline kept doing it: "Give me a little more time."

Hawke puts some pressure on her: "LV, Chanel and Hermes are about to reach the last new season? Have you ever had a credit card?"

With the whip, Caroline was about to run: "Three days, I promise I can handle it."

Hawke said again: "There is also Sarah's itinerary. She will report to me every day her itinerary on the second day. If there is any change on that day, please notify me immediately."

Caroline has been completely dismissed by Hawk in the past few months, thinking he was serious and responsible, and said, "I will."

After leaving Sherman Oaks, Edward parked the car and put down Caroline.

Caroline came to her little Mercedes-Benz and got in the car and made phone calls. She used all the connections she had accumulated in public relations over the past few years.

After calling, Caroline calmed down for a moment and suddenly felt: "Has I been PUA?"

But she didn't care if she could get a commission of $200,000 when she succeeded.

If every order could get so much money, Caroline would be willing to be PUA by Hawke every day.

On the business car, Hawke packed Sarah's inspection form and said to Edward: "Put the other work on your hands for a while, keep the shooting equipment well, and take time to accompany Campos to the Beverly Beauty Center to get familiar with the environment. , let him prepare to shoot Sarah."

Edward scratched his head: "Boss, why are you photographing her? Being pregnant? Or do you mess with Bro Derek with others?"

Hawke said, “Remember the Beverly Beauty Center?”

"Of course I remember." Edward said quickly, "Boss, you have kept me following me for a long time. Although I can't enter the beauty center, the situation around it is very familiar."

Through this job, Hawke knew Sarah's situation well: "Sarah is going to get a beauty injection soon. You take a photo of her coming in and out, and I'll find a way to get a photo of her face."

He started burying the thread since the first half of the year and gradually came to the time to gain.

But Edward didn't understand: "We are going to help Sarah get the award now. If it is exposed this time, it will be detrimental to her, so our workload will increase, right?"

"What I want is increased workload, crisis PR, opportunities are hidden in danger," Hawke said.

Edward has done more than once the matter of self-producing and selling, but it was approved by the customer.

He asked tentatively: "Boss, although this is also self-produced and sold, it is not in line with our principles to deal with contracted customers like this, right?"

Hawke asked him, "What are our principles?"

Edward remembers only one: “All news happens in reality.”

Other principles? It seems that there is no!

Hawke said again: "The contract we signed with Sarah to help her win the Golden Globe Award for Best Actress. Of course, we have to fulfill the contract, and other contracts have not been stipulated."

Edward thought about it, it seemed that it was.

"Remember, Sarah is just a way." In order to make the Savior cooperate better, Hawke appropriately revealed: "Bro Derek is our real goal."

Edward was even more confused. News about a producer is far less valuable than that of a celebrity.

Hawke said deliberately, "Just remember to do it well, otherwise I will notify you of the women on the backup list..."

"Boss, you can't do this, you can't do this!" Edward's backup list, but his reliance on the second half of his life: "I have no great contributions, but I have worked hard."

He thought of something that Hawke liked: "I got Deborah under Robert Downey Jr.'s wedding photo, went to the cemetery to tell Downey, and also used the opportunity to practice taekwondo to beat Downey's son. Next, I I plan to take Deborah to the cemetery when Donny dies next year and start doing it there.”

The emotional value instantly filled up, and Hawke felt that even the company went bankrupt, he could not give up the savior.

...

Hollywood, Paramount Studios.

As the only studio in the Hollywood area among the traditional large companies in the film industry, Paramount Studios not only often appears in movies and TV, but also has a large number of performance training classes around it. Countless men and women who dream of stardom are like leeks, harvested one after another by these training classes.

Superstar training schools are one of them, and Bro Derek is one of the major shareholders.

Its annual profits are even more than Bro's producers' income.

Bro Derek will come to class every training class as long as he is in Los Angeles.

By the way, check out the information of students in each issue.

After today's course, Bro walked out.

The blonde girl who was instructed by him alone in class was wrong and immediately followed: "Mr. Derek, I don't quite understand a few questions. Can I ask you alone?"

Bro walked out, staying in public vision: "Of course, but I'm very busy, Mia, let's talk as we go."

Mia followed: "Isn't it good to imitate Judy Foster's performance just now?"

"The imitation is very similar, but that is just an imitation." Broro is very professional and points out the key problem: "You enter a crew and get a script, and you need to turn the text on the script into a performance, and then you imitate it. who?"

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

Mia suddenly realized: "It turns out that I am a lot worse."

Bro has read her information, and has called her to perform in class, and left a question for her to ask questions. There is a reason.

He walked out of the training school gate and said, "I'm teaching you for the second time. Your talent is the best among all the students I have taught this year, and the appearance conditions are also the best."

Mia was a little excited: "Thank you."

"If you have the conditions, you not only have to watch the video to imitate, but also have to think actively, how can I act?" Bro said inadvertently: "Do you live alone or share with others? It is recommended that you live alone, which is beneficial to the You study quietly.”

"I just arrived in Hollywood and spent most of my money on acting, and I currently live alone in a motel on Knook Street," Mia said.

She had heard rumors about Hollywood, and was an open girl in her own right, and made up her mind: "Mr. Derek, can you go over and guide me alone at night if you have time?"

These words made Bro smile and shake his head: "Mia, I remember you are only 17 years old, right? Is your father older than me?"

Mia lowered her head, “I just want to thank you for your guidance.”

Bro's expression became extremely serious: "Don't tell me this kind of thing anymore. My wife is Sarah Parker. I love her very much and I am willing to do anything for her."

"Sorry." At this moment, Mia felt that there were still good people in Hollywood: "I was wrong."

Bro smiled slightly, "No need to do this, Hollywood is not what you think. There are many people like me who stick to principles."

He said solemnly: "Your talent is very good, don't waste it. I will help you with the opportunity and give me your contact information."

Mia is not well-informed and does not have enough understanding of the sinister nature of people.

She reported her mobile phone number and became more grateful: "Thank you."

When Broo saw the students coming out one after another, he whispered: "The resources are limited, so don't tell others about this."

Mia nodded vigorously.

"Okay, go back, I'm going to go and do my business." Bro walked across the sidewalk and got on the car on the side of the road.

Mia kept watching Bro's car leave.

Meanwhile, in the parking space across the road, Campos put down the camcorder in his hand and drove slowly to Bro while picking up an intercom: "Garcia, you keep up with the blonde girl you talked to with the target. .”

The other side replied, "Leave it to me."

When Mia called a taxi, Garcia followed her in a Chevrolet that was common on the road.

This person had a somewhat similar experience to Campos. When he was a policeman in Mexico, he offended the local trafficker organization and had to run away to California.

In order to obtain a legal identity, I tried my best to find a way. I didn’t really see the dawn until I met Campos.

Bro was driving, and when he was passing by North Hollywood, he passed by a gas station to refuel. After coming out of it, he stopped for a while.

He took out his cell phone and called, "Carol, it's me."

The words from there were extremely quick: "It's the easiest to find your goal on your line. The new party of the big guys will begin soon, and the gifts are not ready yet. If this continues, we will all be criticized."

Bro asked, "Are all other lines ready?"

The man said again: "At present, we are relatively behind, the fastest **** have brought a lot of underage from Ukraine, Mexico and Romania. They were the hardest."

Bro said, "Don't worry, just speed up the progress and will not delay the big guys' New Year's party."

The big guys need to provide good goods for the party, but those people are playing too perverted, and dead things happen from time to time.

Bro's usual approach is to take advantage of the producer's advantages to pick out those girls living alone from other places and cheat.

No one cares when the person disappears.

There are too many missing people in North America every year, not counting those missing illegal immigrants.

As long as there is no corpse, there is no such thing as a murder.

Bro said about Mia's situation: "The person I mentioned a few days ago lives in a motel on Nock Street. I will call her to come out tonight. You send... No, those people under your command are too poor. , it is easy to scare people, but you should drive over here in person and pretend to be the driver I sent to pick her away."

Carol laughed: "You do the hardest work every time, and all I have to do is a small job."

Bro reminded: "Be careful, don't be surprised."

"Don't worry, I'm sure." Hang up the phone.

Bro put away his phone and started his car to attend a party in the entertainment media circle at night.

Sarah is going to win the Golden Globe Awards, and he also activated all the resources he can do.

In addition to his special hobbies, Bro is really impeccable when dealing with Sarah.

It can be called Hollywood's number one affectionate.

Bro also called Melissa Ackerman and asked her to help, too.

During the party, Bro took the time to call Mia and told her that there was a high-end party in the film industry here. There would be a small supporting role suitable for her in the new work of a director, but the director wanted to see the people first.

The other party was in a hurry, so he sent the driver and the car over.

The 17-year-old girl who dreams of becoming famous carefully put on makeup and put on the most beautiful clothes, and waited for the driver's call.

Mia hurried out of the motel.

There was a black Mercedes-Benz sedan parked at the door, and a kind man in a long-faced suit stood next to him.

Seeing Mia come out, the man in the suit stepped forward and asked, "Are you Miss Mia?"

"It's me." Mia responded with a smile: "Hello."

The man in the suit opened the rear door: "Please get in the car, Mr. Bro is waiting for you."

Mia quickly got into the Mercedes-Benz.

The man in the suit got in the car and left.

Campos was not in a hurry and waited patiently.

Sure enough, an off-road vehicle drove over from the other end of the road and followed the Mercedes-Benz in front.

The rear car is obviously checking whether there are followers behind the car in front.

Campos drove up this time and picked up the intercom at the same time: "Garcia, Carlos, we cross-tracked, and there was a tail behind the target, be careful."

"receive!"

"receive!"

In the Mercedes-Benz, the man in the suit reminded: "Miss Mia, you have candy and bottled water on your left, so you can pick it up if you need it."

"Thank you." Mia saw high-end mineral water, which she had only seen online in the past.

She took a bottle, unscrewed the cap, and took two sips.

Probably psychological factors, Mia felt that the water was extremely sweet and had a smell that she had never felt before.

Not long after, her eyelids became heavier and she fell asleep soon.

The man in the suit looked at the rearview mirror and shook his head gently. These little girls who dreamed of becoming celebrities are so easy to deceive.

Bro is guarding the training classes of Super Star Schools and can always complete the quota easily. No wonder he is not in a hurry every time. The girls provided are both young and beautiful.

After contacting the companion behind, the man in the suit drove straight to Venice and entered a seaside club.

Campos stopped far away, took out his telescope to observe, adjusted the camera lens, and after taking a few photos, he kept in mind Hawke's advice to not disturb the target, and quickly stayed away from here with his companions.

He then returned to the Butterfly Company to organize the videos and videos he shot.

After all these things, it was already midnight. Campos felt that things were urgent and called Hawke directly.

(End of this chapter)