The Wolf of Los Angeles

Chapter 31 Every native is a treasure house

Edward was not good else, and ran like a rabbit. When he arrived in front of the car, he jumped into the driver's seat and rushed to Hawk who followed him, shouting, "Get in the car!"

Hawke entered the co-pilot and threw the car keys to Edward.

Edward started the car, Mondeo turned around and ran outside the park.

Hawke kept paying attention to the back. The car took a few turns and saw that no car was following him, he said, "Relax and get rid of them."

Edward calmed down his breath, took off the camera hanging on his neck, drove into a parking lot, and after parking, he said, "Boss, are our work so exciting? That thin man took out his gun!"

Hawke downplayed: "It's just a stun gun, I easily handled him."

Edward patted his heart: "I thought you would run away."

"Am I that kind of person?" Hawke said very generously: "If you say you can pick you up, you will definitely pick you up. You work for me, and I can't let you get into trouble."

Although Edward was still scared, the boss did appear in time, and one of them beat him down and successfully escaped. He couldn't help but say, "You are the bravest and most conscientious boss I have ever met."

"Just remember." Hawke took the camera and asked, "Has he taken it?"

"I'm not sure." Edward did this kind of work for the first time, and he took a lot of photos: "I don't know why, but when I took pictures, I was more nervous than when I was in a gunfight in Compton."

He covered his chest: "My heart is pounding, how can I describe it? It's like meeting a divorced and beautiful woman with a child."

"You have a pit in your head." Hawke connected the digital camera to his laptop, copied all the photos, opened them and looked at them carefully.

The first three pictures are all tent cloths, and no one was photographed at all, and they are still very blurry.

The last three pictures are overexposed and cannot see clearly.

In the next five pictures, the man raises his hand to cover his face to avoid being exposed to the camera.

As for other photos, it's better not to mention them.

Hawke carefully selected and finally chose one from more than twenty photos. Edward took Eddie Murphy's face, and there was a woman who covered her face with her hands and was almost naked.

He turned his laptop to Edward: “Can you recognize who it is at a glance?”

Edward said, "Addie Murphy! Wow, I have good skills and I have taken it very clearly. The girl behind me has a hot body. No wonder Eddie abandoned your news girl."'

Hawke said, "You have shot dozens of photos, what you said can be useful?"

Edward scratched his head: “Isn’t it just that the camera is aimed at the person and pressed the shutter? I’ve taken pictures of many people before.

Hawke gave him a middle finger, connected Nokia's phone to the computer, poured out the photos of the tent he took, and formed a product package with these photos.

Like most blacks, Edward belongs to the optimist, and doesn't care what Hawke does, asking, "Where are we going?"

"Wait." Hawke took out his cell phone and started calling several gossip newspapers, briefly introducing the products in his hand and asking for their quotations.

Eddie Murphy is a bit out of date, she is still a black man, the woman she is engaged in is not a female star, nor a celebrity's wife, nor is she a complex relationship with Robert Downey Jr. and Sarah Parker. The highest bidding country The Inquiry News gave a quote of $4,000.

Hawke met Jack, a bearded man in the old place.

Jack had checked the photos and complained that only one of the photos could be used, and the others were too blurry, and the price was cut to $3,500.

The quality of the photos Edward took was placed, and Hawke had nothing to say.

The deal was completed, Jack said, "In less than a week, you made headline news twice, man, you are very talented in this industry."

"I just arrived in Los Angeles and when the situation opens, there will be more news."

Jack stuffed the check into his hand: "As long as the news is very exciting, you can contact me at any time."

Hawke said this with his own purpose: "I heard that the newspaper can issue a special correspondent certificate, so get me two?"

Jack did not refuse: "The Oscars are coming soon, can you get big news for me?"

Hawke doesn't make predictions or something. First of all, he has no persuasion, and secondly, the weather vane of this year is particularly obvious. For example, Denzel Washington and Halle Berry have won the Actors Union Award in advance.

The overlap between this award and the Oscar is more than 95%.

Hawke thought for a while and asked tentatively: "I heard that after every Oscar, there is a mysterious party, not Oscar night, but the kind of masked group do whatever they want."

Jack had also heard of it, his eyes swept over Hawke's young face and persuaded him, "You are still young, and you have a lot of life to enjoy, don't seek death."

Hawke could understand: "I understand."

Jack took the storage disk for copying the photos and said before getting off the car: "The special certificate will be after the Oscar."

Hawke knew that the other party was throwing bait.

It is normal for fishermen to be fished in reverse. When Edward comes back, Hawke takes him to have a midnight snack.

By the way, Edward was taught to use cameras and cameras.

This guy runs fast, has dark skin, good driving skills, is familiar with the road conditions in Los Angeles, and is still a local native...

Hawke once received great help from the natives of Parker City.

He felt that Edward was a good candidate to be an assistant.

Hawke told him, “Learn to use cameras and cameras, do big news again, and you can become a regular.”

"Don't worry, I will study and practice seriously." Edward ate the burger in a big mouthful and kept talking nonsense: "Can you introduce me to a divorced woman with her own child support?"

Hawke asked back, "Can you get money from them?"

"I left Compton at the age of 17, and it has been ten years since now." Edward was quite proud: "At least half of the black people in Compton died or disappeared while lying on the streets, and the remaining half were mostly poor The streets are wandering, and a small number of them are involved in gangs, and they are also targets of being squeezed. This is the only one who is as casual as me!”

He pulled his pretty clean work jacket: "I live in their house, eat the food they cook, and spend the support given by my ex-husbands, not to mention how cool it is... until I met that sucker in Brie."

Hawke was thinking, can Edward’s experiences and connections be used?

Every native native is a huge treasure house.

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

Edward returned to the question: "Boss, can you introduce me? I'll give you a share of the benefits if you get them."

"It seems to be true." A thought popped up in Hawke's head and said, "What do you think of Robert Downey Jr.'s wife?"

Edward was surprised: "It seems they didn't divorce, right?"

Hawke's idea became clearer: "It doesn't matter if you don't have a divorce, we can find a way to get them divorced."

Divorce is a celebrity killer, and at least half of the property is lost.

"If this happens, they will definitely get divorced, right?" Edward was not sure.

Hawke thought of Sarah Parker and Bro Derek. There are too many bad things in Hollywood, and they may be used to it. They will make up for it once they have a big argument.

But the more chaotic things alike like Donnie have, the more trouble he is around him, the more irritable he will be, thus increasing his demand for certain things.

In this way, Hawke can find opportunities to completely ruin him.

Hawke turned and asked, “Are your former buddies reliable?”

Edward said: "As long as the money is in place, they are much more reliable than white people. If I ask me, white people are a bunch of bad people and should be sent to the plantation to pick cotton!"

Hawke tried a little, and said no more.

For Donnie, he has a prototype of a new plan, and the specific needs to be improved according to the actual situation.

The two of them had a midnight snack and went around the places where entertainment celebrities often appeared. They were not very lucky and did not take pictures of valuable things.

During this period, Eric called Hawke, and Katherine agreed to help. After the Oscars ceremony, she would ask friends to introduce Hawke to Tracy's gym.

The Oscar is coming, and Hawke has specially printed 2,000 business cards while investigating Donnie.

Hawke is preparing to have a big business card distribution.

Now that Edward is the cow and horse, of course it needs to be used.

In the studio, Hawke handed over the business card to Edward and said, "Don't you have too many friends? You can hire a few temporary workers, and I'll be responsible for the money."

With money, Edward responded, "Boss, don't worry." He asked, "Where are we going to send it?"

Hawke avoids the concentration of media journalists and takes a different approach: "You are targeting two areas, centered on the Kodak Theater and the Beverly Hilton Hotel, radiating all the burger fried chicken fast food restaurants within five miles, especially It's McDonald's and Burger King."

Edward wondered: "I have specifically inquired about other media studios developing informants in high-end venues such as bars, nightclubs, star hotels and Michelin restaurants. We didn't choose right?"

Hawke vaguely said: "Many celebrities are burger lovers."

He remembered that after 2010, a professional institution did statistics. Celebrities who had been on the Oscars for one week or even half a month had the most preferred food after the awards ceremony were hamburgers.

Many celebrities will go to fast food restaurants to have a feast.

Hawke did not forget to give Edward a shot of chicken blood: "We develop news informants, which is also the process of your screening goals. Maybe there will be divorced women with children."

Edward was instantly full of energy: "I'll set off now!"

He went to send a business card, and after Hawke disguised himself, he rented a new house in Santa Monica on the west to use it as a temporary safe house.

I also found a used car dealer to buy a Chevrolet, which was parked as a backup car in an old public parking lot with multiple exits.

(End of this chapter)