The Wolf of Los Angeles.

Manhattan, Tung Building.

In the luxurious suite on the top floor, facing the full-length mirror, President Dong put on his signature golden wig, ready to start his day's work.

His unique experience of switching sides several times made his goals increasingly clear.

But Mr. Dong did not show it at all before the opportunity came, because he knew who his biggest competitor would be in the future.

The opponent is very strong, and the chances of winning in a head-on competition are not high.

The door was opened from the outside, and Inee, who had been serving as the chairman's assistant since the first half of the year, came in with an invitation and handed it to her father, saying, "It was specially delivered by someone from Los Angeles."

Mr. Dong took a look and found that it was a New Year's party invitation jointly issued by Hawke and Erica, and the party would be held after the New Year holiday.

He said, "Hawk Osment, the strongest among the new generation."

Inee nodded and reminded her, "You should eat breakfast; you have an event to attend this morning."

Mr. Dong left the room, entered the restaurant, sat down at the table, and asked the chef to bring him steak and milk.

Eni sat across from him, frowned slightly at the steak, and said, "You're trying to get the support of two vegetarian organizations, so you need to be careful about what you eat, especially in public."

Mr. Dong couldn't help but shake his head. Compared to his peer Hawke Osment, Ini was too inexperienced and lacked experience.

Ini looks very shrewd, but she's not actually that capable.

While enjoying his tender steak, Mr. Dong gave his daughter a piece of advice: "Saying and doing are two different things. We can promote ourselves as good people, but how do you make money if you're a good person? How do you climb to a higher position?"

Ini was speechless for a moment before finally saying, "Vegetarians are hard to deal with."

"Whether someone is difficult to deal with depends on who you're comparing them to." Mr. Dong patiently instructed his seemingly fierce but actually meek daughter: "How do you think you compare to the monsters and demons of today?"

After thinking for a moment, Inee said, "The two are not on the same level. Demons and monsters are already the mainstream of society and are very good at causing trouble. In comparison, vegetarians are like animals that can only eat grass."

Mr. Dong laughed and said, "I have joined them and become one of them."

Inee looked at her father in surprise.

Mr. Dong picked up a large piece of meat from his plate and said, “I am a staunch vegetarian, but I have a severe case of pica, which means I have to eat meat with every meal.”

Yini's brain was far inferior to that of President Dong, and she was quite surprised at this moment.

But she was quite knowledgeable and quickly realized what was going on, saying, "It seems pretty impressive."

"Really? But all of these things were just something Hawk Osmond casually put together." President Dong wasn't afraid of competing with Brian; what he was truly wary of was the man beside Brian: "Without Hawk Osmond, Brian would lose his pillar. The Ferguson family's second rise almost completely overlapped with Hawk Osmond's rise."

Inee's mind was still blank: "The problem is that Hawke Osmond is tied to the Ferguson family."

Mr. Dong put down his knife and fork, grabbed a napkin, wiped his mouth haphazardly, and said, "The two sides have a close relationship, but it boils down to two things: gains and losses, and Erica Ferguson. Interests are constantly changing, but Erica is a bit difficult to deal with; this woman actually tolerated Hawke's lover..."

Inie automatically chimed in, "Which of you doesn't have a bunch of women on the side?"

Mr. Dong waved his hand and said, "My foundation is shallow, and I need Hawk Osmond's support. Without Hawk's support, Brian is like a tall building with a broken pillar."

He looked at his daughter's prominent chest: "The key to the problem lies with Erica."

This wasn't the first time the father and daughter had discussed similar topics. Inee whispered, "Do you really want me to make sacrifices to pave the way for your rise to power? That way, you and those people..."

Mr. Dong raised his hand to interrupt her: "Darling, the rights and responsibilities are equal. Besides, that person is Hawke Osment, a top billionaire with a net worth of over 500 billion US dollars, and he's your age."

Ini smiled helplessly and said nothing.

Mr. Dong continued, "Or is it that my daughter isn't as attractive as a woman who only knows how to use violence and guns?"

Inee shrugged: "I can only try, I can't guarantee success."

"We must succeed, because it concerns the future of our entire family!" President Dong said very seriously: "Think about it, what will you gain when your family can stand shoulder to shoulder with Morgan or Rockefeller in the future?"

Having grown up in a wealthy family, Inee had some understanding of this. After a moment's thought, she said, "I'll give it a try."

Mr. Dong, true to his patriarchal manner, picked up the invitation and waved it around: "After the New Year, you'll come with me to a party in Los Angeles."

He is also trying, and if he can really win over Hawke, he will have a bright future.

Mr. Dong has a clear self-awareness; he is getting old and cannot wait too long.

Bryan Ferguson was destined to be his rival in his rise to power.

…………

In New York State, a heavy snowfall is sweeping across the northeastern United States.

A Lincoln, equipped with anti-skid chains, drove into a manor despite the heavy snow.

When the car stopped in front of the villa, John Lucas got out, quickly went inside, put down his briefcase, and immediately took out a cotton cloth to wipe the moisture off his glasses.

He took off his coat, handed it to the butler, and went into the study.

Sila was waiting for him in the study and asked, "What happened? Why did you rush over?"

Lucas sat on the sofa and said, "News has come from the Middle East that several extremist groups we previously funded are extremely dissatisfied with us because they haven't received their funds for more than six months, and they've already started asking for more money."

Hillary frowned; these were all aftereffects of the election defeat.

In order to win the election and her re-election, she began funding Middle Eastern extremist groups several years ago, so that she could use these pawns to make a move on the international political stage, and even instigate the Syrian civil war to overthrow its current government, which is heavily biased towards Russia.

The plan was going smoothly until the American part, which involved Hillary Clinton, where the biggest surprise occurred.

She lost the election and was not elected president of the United States.

That alone wouldn't be too bad. The problem is that Hillary was implicated in a series of cases, which not only forced her to resign from her position as a New York State Senator, but also led to the FBI seizing and monitoring all the foundations and bank accounts associated with her.

Several of these involve armed groups in the Middle East.

With the Republican Party and the FBI keeping a close eye on her, Hillary Clinton dared not move funds to the Middle East to avoid giving others ammunition to criticize her.

Because of the situation in the United States and the FBI's case briefing, several extremist groups in the Middle East have concluded that their backer is most likely Hillary Clinton.

Her status as the former First Lady of the United States didn't intimidate those desperados. "What are they unhappy about?" Hillary asked.

Lucas said rather tactfully, "If we can't continue to provide funding, they can't guarantee where they'll shoot their guns."

"They're trying to threaten me?" Shirley was quite disgusted. "How can they even get out of the Middle East?"

Lucas cautioned, "Don't forget the relationship between the George Walker family and bin Laden; the Walker family once funded bin Laden."

He emphasized, "The organization we heavily funded, Jurani, has grown at an astonishing pace since renaming itself Shamddu. It now has an armed force of several thousand people in eastern Syria and western Iraq, and has also hired a large number of retired Russian and African officers as instructors to train its personnel."

Sillali understood: "So, we spent a lot of money to raise a pack of hyenas who want to turn on us?"

Paying money makes you a sugar daddy, not paying money makes you an enemy.

Lucas didn't say that, but said it in another way: "Madam, I believe you know that they are particularly prone to extremes."

These words silenced Cialie for a moment.

The princes of the Middle East are utterly inept at unity, but are extremely adept at internal strife, and can endure more than the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles when faced with external enemies.

However, some of the believers under his rule are very prone to fanaticism.

The counterinsurgency campaigns waged by the U.S. military in Afghanistan and Iraq fully illustrate this point.

Having limited armed forces at her disposal, Silali considered the matter carefully for a while before asking, "What's your suggestion?"

Lucas had already thought this through when he arrived, suggesting, "Since the 90s, we have established a friendly and cooperative relationship with several people in Mossad. Over the years, they have all risen to high positions. In resolving the Middle East issue, Mossad is the most professional."

Sila was convinced of this; since the other party had become a problem, she might as well just deal with the problem directly.

She said, "Go and contact Mossad to eliminate the enemies that threaten us."

Lucas replied, "I will personally make the trip to the Middle East."

She raised a dog but ended up raising a wolf, and Sirius didn't want to wait until she was bitten by a wolf before taking action.

However, she was curious why Hawke Osment, who also kept a large armed force, didn't raise his dogs to be wolves.
…………

At Los Angeles International Airport, a chartered plane belonging to the West Coast Foundation has just landed.

Five buses with special passes, along with several minivans, drove onto the tarmac.

The cabin door opened, and some women and children disembarked from the plane.

Among them were white, black, and Latino women, all filled with curiosity about this beacon of hope that the whole world yearns for.

Bosque accompanied these people off the plane and immediately spotted the big boss in the welcoming crowd.

Accompanied by Edward and Campos, Hawke hugged each family member and personally handed them envelopes containing cash and house keys.

Iman, a dark-skinned woman and mother of two, was the wife of a capable executive at Hurricane Corporation. Faced with Hawke's gift, she hurriedly thanked him in English, which she had only recently learned: "Thank you! Thank you..."

As she spoke, tears rolled down her cheeks.

Coming from a chaotic, poor, and backward country in Africa to the world's leading superpower, she was inevitably apprehensive, but Hawke's appearance and the gift she received quickly calmed her down.

Iman turned to look at Bosque, who nodded at her.

As people walked past him one by one, Hawke treated each of them equally.

In addition to family members, some of the hurricane company's new employees also accompanied them to Los Angeles.

These people will relay their observations and experiences in Los Angeles to everyone at Hurricane Company.

Everyone boarded the bus, and the reception staff made arrangements in an orderly manner.

Hawke ordered, "Move out to Inglewood."

Bosque followed Hawke into a minivan, and as the convoy drove out of the airport, he said, "This group of family members coming to Los Angeles is mainly French and Spanish speakers; there are relatively few who speak English."

Hawke nodded slightly: "It's alright."

Campos added, "We will arrange for professionals to teach, and young people learn very quickly living in an English-speaking environment."

Over the years, the families of Hurricane Company security personnel have gradually chosen to live in Los Angeles, and the first few groups adapted very quickly.

After all, the conditions in Los Angeles' middle-class communities are simply beyond the reach of ordinary families in Africa and Latin America.

Hawke did not force everyone to send their families to Los Angeles, but after a few years of observation, more and more Hurricane employees voluntarily sent their families over.

Free primary and secondary education, stable living conditions, and stable job arrangements effectively alleviated their worries.

It is no exaggeration to say that people from Africa and Latin America dream of giving their families this kind of life.

But even risking their lives in the past was still a luxury.

Edward then said, "The next part of the trip will be to take them to receive their houses. Each family will have a small detached house. Then we'll visit Inglewood Private School, where their children will start enrolling next week."

This system has already been well-established.

Hawke then asked, "What's the situation in the Middle East?"

“Julani’s Shamddu organization has grown to nearly 6000 armed men, and they have been professionally trained by our officers,” Bossk said quickly. “Our men have performed well in several armed conflicts, and two of them have risen to the highest levels of Shamddu and become close confidants of Julani, already able to influence him.”

He recalled briefly and continued, "Under their subtle influence, Julani was extremely dissatisfied with the interruption of funding to Sirali. He believed that the armed groups that launched several attacks were most likely instigated by Sirali and had issued serious warnings and threats to Sirali through intermediaries."

Hawke knew Sila too well; this woman's ruthless methods wouldn't change just because she resigned. He immediately said, "Notify them to pay attention to Julani's personal safety. Sila might resort to extreme measures."

"Our men are ready," Bosque said.

The convoy entered a new community in Inglewood, where families disembarked from the buses and, with the assistance of reception staff, found their homes in Los Angeles by following the numbered tags on their keys.

Every household has a smartphone.

With the help of their hosts, they used pre-installed Twitter software to video chat with family members in Africa or South America, sharing everything that happened in Los Angeles. (End of Chapter)