The Wolf of Los Angeles.

Footsteps suddenly came from behind, and a man wearing a goat mask and a black robe came over with the butler and sat on the sofa.

"How are your preparations going?" Xilali was not very satisfied with the Satanism this time. The main ingredients of soul cooking arrived much later than expected, causing her banquet to be delayed again and again.

She emphasized: "If you can't satisfy me, I will drive you all out of New York."

The goat-masked man said in a hoarse voice: "This time, the leader has come here in person and will make this soul dish himself."

Westerners' attitude towards religion is completely different from that of the Eastern powers across the Pacific Ocean. Even politicians are deeply influenced by religion, and Hillary is no exception. Moreover, Satanism is very useful to her career.

Xilali's voice was filled with surprise: "Has His Majesty arrived? I feel relieved to have him preside over this banquet."

"Yes, I am cooking a blessing for the soul." The goat-masked man stood up and saluted, saying, "Please arrive on time with your distinguished guest tonight."

Xilali was satisfied: "We will arrive on time."

The man in the goat mask stood up and left.

Chelsea frowned and asked, "Mom, why do we have to travel thousands of miles and ask them to bring someone over from California?"

Hillary and Lazidon have only one daughter. Hillary still has some hope for her and teaches her carefully: "New York State is our base now. Some things cannot happen here, and it is best to stay away from them. Satanism is not our belief, but a platform, a platform for communication and reaching consensus on certain issues."

She paused for a moment and continued, "We and the Satanists are both using each other to achieve our own goals. The Satanists are not the only ones investing in us. If we want them to get on board completely, we must make them increase their investment and put forward a series of conditions to make them incur more sunk costs."

Chelsea asked, "Why is soul cooking a must to join us?"

Xilali smiled and said, "This is a ritual and also a way to gain mutual trust."

During this process, La Zipperton remained silent, as if he was not the same person who slapped his thigh and laughed at Lao Ye in person more than ten years ago.

How unbridled your laughter was then, how silent you are now.

It was like he was just an appendage of Xilali.

At night, the family of three set off on time, entered New York City, went all the way to Manhattan Island, and came to a club.

This club is for members only, and only top members are allowed in tonight.

Hillary's family of three went all the way to the innermost hall of the club.

The entire club was heavily guarded, with people in black robes standing guard at regular intervals.

In the center of the hall stood a black coffin-like container. Anton LaVey, wearing a sheep-head mask and a goatee, stood behind the coffin like a statue.

Behind him, seven women, without any clothes on, performed a strange performance art.

They leaned against the black wall and built the shape of a skull with their bodies.

Xilali went over, shook hands with Anton Lavie, and said, "It is our honor that Your Majesty is here."

Anton's goat beard twitched: "This is the most important communion this year."

More and more people entered the hall, and many came over to greet Xilali and salute Anton.

Many of them are celebrities in New York and even the United States.

Anton pointed to a girl facing the front in the performance art skull and said, "This girl is called Stephanie Germanota. She is currently studying at the Tisch School of the Arts at New York University. She is good at songwriting and singing. I plan to send her into the pop music industry and let her serve as our spokesperson in the pop music industry."

Hillary knew too well how useful entertainment stars were. For example, her favorite Leonardo DiCaprio not only helped with publicity and canvassing for votes, but was also used to cause scandals and take the blame, and could also be used to pass the time at night.

Thinking of this, she quietly gave Leonardo a thumbs up for his ventriloquism skills.

As for the other aspect, it looks good but is not practical.

Xilali remained calm: "I will have someone bring her into the circle."

By this time most people had arrived, Anton's face became serious, and he began to speak aloud about the teachings of Satanism, and then announced the start of the banquet.

People came one after another to taste the soul cooking, including some newcomers who came here for the first time.

The soul cooking lies in a coffin-like container, and in the deep red soup, lies a girl-like "cake".

These people held spoons and trays, scooped up soup or main dishes, and ate them on the spot.

Others would share a piece and stand around to eat together.

Chelsea stood beside her mother, feeling nauseous but not moving.

Xilali said calmly: "This is just the most insignificant link to the top of power. The process of moving forward is a series of cannibalistic experiences. Only when you eat enough can you stand at the top."

Chelsea didn't want to follow her mother's plan, but she didn't dare to say anything to refute it, so she could only look at her father.

Zipperton seemed not to hear or see anything.

Xilali added: "Compared to the road you will take in the future, these are just chocolate sauce."

Chelsea picked up the spoon and tray and walked forward step by step.

The person who came over grabbed her and said, "Don't listen to your mother." Chelsea was surprised: "Uncle."

Tony Rodham took out a napkin, wiped the dark red from the corners of his mouth, saluted Anton, and said, "Your Majesty, I put too much sugar this time. It's too sweet. Eating too much can easily cause diabetes."

Master Anton's expression became a little tense.

This was the soul-cooking dish he prepared himself, yet someone actually despised it.

Tony came in front of his sister and said, "Let me introduce two friends to you."

Hillary had seen it: "Larry Fink and Robert Capito from BlackRock, how did you bring them here?"

Tony said: "They have passed the assessment."

Anton continued: "They are very devout Satanists."

Without asking too much, Hillary could guess that these two people must have donated a large sum of cash and paid Tony a considerable middleman fee.

Fink tasted the soul cooking, opened his bloody mouth, walked over quickly, and greeted: "Your Majesty, Madam."

Xilali shook hands with them gently.

Tony shook his head: "Let's find a place to chat."

After all, he was brought here by her younger brother, so Xilali was more respectful to him.

After the ceremony ended and the free exchange session began, she led the group into the lounge next door.

Hillary knew about the series of bad things that happened to BlackRock Group and said, "Are you looking for me because of the Russian spy case?"

Fink smiled and said, "We are here for Miss Chelsea."

Chelsea did not inherit her parents' political acumen. After hearing this, she looked the two men up and down to make sure she didn't know them.

Fink said very seriously: "BlackRock is in trouble at this stage and has some problems in operation. Robert and I heard that Miss Chelsea is very talented and capable in operation, so we specially came here to hire Miss Chelsea as a member of BlackRock's board of directors and a senior operations manager of BlackRock."

It was the first time that Chelsea realized that she had a talent for business.

Xilali sat still, as if she had not heard these words.

Fink knew very well that a salary of tens of millions of dollars would not be able to impress the couple, so he took out the chips he had already prepared: "The charity foundation you two founded has always been a benchmark for American charity, and has helped countless people in need in New Zealand, Nepal and many countries and regions in Africa."

Capito responded at the right time, saying: "Larry and I admire this deeply and want to contribute to this charity."

Fink held high the banner of charity and said directly: "In order to help more people, Larry and I will each donate 2% of BlackRock shares to your charitable foundation for great charitable causes."

“Please accept our donation,” Capito said.

Fink was well aware that doing so would be tantamount to inviting a wolf into BlackRock.

But if nothing is done, Blackrock, which is on the table, will be eaten up by a group of tigers.

Zipper had a blank expression on his face, unmoved.

In the current situation, their family is completely based on Xilali's attitude.

As Hillary Clinton said in the legend, if she had married the gas station owner in her hometown, it would have been that gas station owner, not Zipperton, who would have become president.

Xilali pondered for a moment and said, "The donation amount is too large. I need time to consider it. I will let you know the details in a few days."

"Okay." Fink smiled and left with Capito.

In the lounge, Tony said: "It's a huge sum of money. If you don't think about yourself, you have to think about Chelsea."

Hillary stared at Tony. "It's a big problem. In New York alone, investment groups such as Goldman Sachs, Merrill Lynch and Lehman Brothers all want to get a piece of BlackRock's pie."

Zipperton asked, "What about Blackstone Group?"

Hillary shook her head slightly. "When BlackRock separated from Blackstone Group, the two sides had a very unhappy quarrel. Three of the five founders of BlackRock were kicked out by Fink and Capito, and two of them returned to Blackstone and served as senior executives."

Tony sighed: "Such a large sum of money is delivered to my door."

Hillary considered many more things than Tony, such as how to reap the benefits of BlackRock without paying much of a price.

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Montecito, California.

Elena took a photo of a Cadillac returning to the mansion, looked at her partner Larea, and said, "Is it basically confirmed?"

Larrea said, "You've seen the photos that Stritch took. The woman is Holly Sampson, a porn star who specializes in late-night movies."

"More than one." Elaina looked at the mansion. "We have found four regular extramarital affair partners, the kind that organize parties. I can't count them all."

Larrea checked the time and said, "You should return to Venice and report to Campos. This is big news that will shock the whole United States." (End of this chapter)