The Wolf of Los Angeles.

After interviewing two candidates, Hawke finalized Roger Keane from Chicago as the director of the West Coast Investment Fund.

In fact, the two have similar abilities. The reason why I chose Keane is because he is married, has three children, and his parents are still alive.

Hawke offered him double his annual salary, as well as a series of corresponding rewards, and he will move to Los Angeles.

The other is a loner.

Hawke, who has come all the way from being a loner, naturally would not choose another loner.

No one knew better than him how bold a person could be when he had nothing to worry about.

In the office, Hawke was interviewing Keane. He talked about Keane's first job after taking office: "Eric Eason, who won the Oscar for Best Original Screenplay and was nominated for Best Director, is adapting a movie based on last year's Los Angeles fire."

Hawke handed Keane the project plan that Eric and Tom Cruise had given him, and continued, "The expected investment is no less than $8000 million. Tom Cruise's film company will participate in the investment and production, and Paramount Pictures will be the distributor. We will find a way to raise funds to solve the remaining $4000 million funding gap."

Keane quickly flipped through the plan and asked, "Is it through external financing?"

"That's right, external financing." Hawke said directly: "I saw in your resume that you have worked with Hollywood before. You should know that Hollywood has a special accounting method."

Keane responded: "Yes, there is a tacit view in Hollywood that it is very stupid to use your own money to make movies. They rely heavily on external funds to transfer risks when making movies."

Hawke added: "You can consider raising funds overseas. In the eyes of many overseas companies or investment funds, Hollywood movies still have a halo."

Keane knew this was an inspection before taking office and said, "I'll get it done as soon as possible."

Hawke has already recruited most of the foundation's employees, and a few positions will be recruited by Keane.

Things here came to an end for the time being, and he left the foundation building.

After getting in the car, Edward said, "Campos has drawn up a plan and used Jacqueline's connections. I pulled them into a group, and he also plans to let women's rights follow up to assist Woods' wife."

Hawke didn't care about the specifics of how to do it, he just wanted one result: "You are responsible for coordinating what is needed over there."

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Century City, Beverly Business Club.

Renee came to the door of the club wearing a baseball cap, but was stopped because she was not a member.

Someone came over and took her inside. In a reception room, she met a Mexican man in his early thirties.

Campos quickly looked at Renee and found that this woman had an extremely hot body. Even the loose clothes could not hide her undulating curves. She looked like a taller version of Salma Hayek with a face of Jessica Alba.

No wonder I got the invitation.

Such high-class girls are considered a rare resource in the whole of Los Angeles.

The two introduced themselves to each other and got down to business.

Renee was a little surprised after hearing what Campos said: "You mean, let me bring something into the party?"

Campos was not deceiving: "Disguised bugs and wireless cameras."

Renee was a little nervous. Although Jacqueline called to vouch for her, she remained vigilant: "If I do this and get exposed, I will no longer be able to work in this industry and I won't be able to stay in Los Angeles."

Campos did not make any guarantees, but directly stated the conditions: "Your daughter Lina has a genetic disease and spends a huge amount of money on treatment in the hospital every month. You are engaged in this industry because of this. We can help you solve the problem of medical expenses."

He knew how to impress people the most: "$5 in compensation and charitable assistance from a foundation."

Thinking of the empty promises from the Ackerman Charitable Foundation, Renee remained silent. In her opinion, these so-called charitable foundations were all fraudulent organizations that used the guise of helping the poor.

“Jacqueline can guarantee that,” Campos said.

"I need to make a call." Renee went to a corner of the reception room, called Jacqueline and told her what happened.

Jacqueline knew exactly who Campos was: "Trust me, you'll get out of this, just like me."

Renee trusted Jacqueline: "I'll listen to you."

After the call, Renee came back quickly and discussed with Campos.

The two men negotiated for more than half an hour.

When Renee was leaving, Elena, who had led her in, asked Renee to get into a business car.

Elena took out a very sexy set of women's lingerie with lace, rhinestones and some metal sequins.

Renee tried it on in the van and felt extremely sexy.

Elaina then taught Renee step by step how to use it.

Renee also breathed a sigh of relief. She had attended some celebrity raves before, and some of them would do inspections, but no one cared about the underwear women wore.

She had seen many models wearing this set of underwear in the past.

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In North Hollywood, the Sisterhood Parade headquarters, in the vice president's office, Fiona opened the file bag Juan had sent her and took out the information about Elin Nordegren.

Thanks to the halo effect brought by Tiger Woods, this woman is also considered a socialite in Los Angeles.

Seeing that the information showed that Irene had donated to a feminist organization in Los Angeles, Fiona turned on her computer, checked the internal system, and quickly found Irene's name.

Sisters March is the largest feminist organization in California. Erin donated to the march three times, totaling $3.5.

Twice last year and once this year, two months ago.

Fiona thought about it and realized that the Sisters' Parade would hold a social appreciation party in the next month, and each vice president would have a certain number of invitations.

She picked up the phone and dialed the number Irene left when she donated. When the call was connected, she briefly introduced herself and said, "Ms. Irene, you have donated to the Sister Parade many times. I am calling you this time to express my gratitude to you on behalf of the parade. The parade will hold a social appreciation party next month and would like to invite you to attend."

Irene on the other side said, "Thank you, I will definitely attend."

Fiona said, "You are my VIP guest. I will personally send you the invitation. Is it convenient for you today?"

Irene stopped working after she got married, saying, “I’m always home in the afternoon.”

Fiona happened to have a batch of invitations to deliver, so she called her assistant over, took the invitations with her, and went out together, delivering three copies from near to far.

At around 3:30 in the afternoon, she arrived at the mansion of Elin and Tiger Woods and personally handed the invitation to Elin.

Irene took it and said, "Thank you."

"We should thank you for your support." Fiona's intention was deeply hidden in her high-sounding words: "Every woman is our sister. The purpose of the parade has always been sisters helping sisters. We are a family."

Irene found the words of sisters helping each other particularly pleasing to her ears and said, "You are absolutely right."

Fiona smiled and said, "If you encounter difficulties in life, you can call me. The Sisters Parade will definitely help their sisters."

Erin wrote down Fiona's phone number separately and said, "I will."

Fiona didn't stay long and said goodbye at the right time.

After seeing someone off, Irene came back and looked at the beautifully designed invitation. On the cover of the invitation were three abbreviations - GHG.

In the parking lot on the hillside far from the mansion, someone put down the binoculars and picked up the car intercom to report: "The target has not returned home."

In the car on the other side, Larrea said, "Got it."

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West of Los Angeles, on the San Diego Freeway heading toward Venice, a Cadillac turned off and soon approached the resort area of ​​Monarch Bay.

This side is close to the bay. In addition to the hotel building, there are also several independent holiday villas.

The Cadillac stopped in front of the gate of a seaside villa, and two women got out of the car. Among them, the tall, brown-haired, beautiful woman with two footballs in her chest was none other than the Sacred Valley actress Jocelyn James.

Next to her was her usual party manager.

The two opened the door of the villa and walked in together. As they walked in, Jocelyn said to the party manager, "The party will be held tomorrow night. Please clean up here as soon as possible, especially the indoor swimming pool. Replace all the water with new water."

The party manager wrote them down one by one.

Jocelyn, who was in charge of organizing the party, added: "Two female security guards will be assigned to inspect the party cars. All women who attend the party will have their cell phones and all electronic devices confiscated."

The party manager said, "It's the same as before."

Qiao Silin smiled and said, "Our sponsor is a big shot. With his help, we can make a lot of money."

The party manager was also smiling: "Don't worry, nothing will go wrong."

Outside the door, a car passed by the villa, drove forward, turned off the road, and went up to a nearby high viewing platform.

There are many cars and people here watching the sea view.

Juan got out of the car, looked at the villa in the distance, and asked Hierro, the electronics expert next to him, "Is the distance okay?"

"There's no problem answering the signal." Hierro said quickly, "I checked the construction of the villa area here. A lot of wooden processed products and composite materials are used, which are relatively poor at blocking electronic signals."

The two of them had been observing here and found that vehicles from housekeeping companies were driving over one after another, as well as cold chain vehicles delivering food and alcohol.

At the same time, Renee received a notice from her agent that she should go to Century City Plaza at 11 a.m. tomorrow, and a vehicle would pick them up.

The news reached Campos, which also proved that Woods's carnival party was about to take place.

The next morning, Tiger Woods quietly ended his training at the Los Angeles Country Club, changed into a Cadillac station wagon that he seldom drove, and drove himself to the Monarch Bay Hotel.

On the training ground of the country club, a black man with a similar build to Woods, wearing a Nike competition suit, was still training, attracting the attention of media reporters.

No reporters noticed Woods's quiet departure.

Only a group of Mexicans with ulterior motives quietly followed. (End of this chapter)