The Wolf of Los Angeles

Chapter 165 Headhunting

East Hollywood, Fountain Street.

The copper sign from West Coast Media Studio was taken off by Hawk and handed it to Frank next to him: "Take it in the RV."

Edward came out of the door with the box in his arms and Frank placed it on it.

Hawke entered the studio, and he had to do some of the relocation work himself, such as guns hidden in various rooms.

Frank took a box and followed behind.

Before the first floor was finished, the old man could not move the box.

He looked down, and the box was filled with pistols, trolls, AR, MP5s and sabers.

Each gun has at least one spare magazine.

Frank couldn't help but ask, "How many guns did you buy?"

Hawke then said, "Not many, there are only twenty guns here."

Not to mention anything else, as long as he is in this house, he can find a gun anytime and anywhere.

The guns were packed up and the two went upstairs again to find the rest.

The one-year lease for the house on Fountain Street has arrived, Hawke has not renewed the lease, and West Coast Studio will also move to Ocean Park Avenue and add a sign on Twitter.

Edward's office can act as the West Coast studio.

The firearms, office supplies and photography equipment were all packaged and put into a truck.

The modified safe must also be taken away.

Hawke handed over to the agency manager, because he had renovated some parts of the house, and he didn't talk about the little money he deserved to pay, and he quickly got it all done.

Edward drove into the car and headed straight to Santa Monica.

Hawke rented a new single-family villa on 20th Street in Santa Monica.

This is closer to Ocean Park Avenue.

The house has two floors in total, with red roof and yellow walls, brick-concrete structure, with a small courtyard and a garage, and a wall of more than three meters high is erected around it.

There are all these two-story houses nearby, and there are no taller buildings.

Another point is that there are no tall trees and street light poles around the house.

As soon as Frank entered the door, he found the key: "The privacy is good, you **** is too careful."

"There's no way, I've done so much." Hawke said directly: "This way you can sleep more peacefully."

Frank put his hands behind his back and forced Wang to go online instantly: "Young people today are really difficult to start a business. If you want to make quick money, you always have to take some risks."

Edward came in from outside with a box: "A few days ago, a company wanted to win 30% of Twitter shares for $25 million. Now Twitter is worth nearly 100 million. When you are the most brilliant, Have to be as big as my boss?

He mocked, "Don't forget, you are a loser now."

Frank looked disdainfully: "Even if I fail, my ancestors would reward your ancestors with a whip."

Edward was killed.

Frank continued to hit critically: "You used to be a pauper, and you hooked up with women who divorced and took care of your children everywhere. Now it's different. You are also a rich man. From now on, they will stare at your wallet and squeeze you out!"

Edward recognised, "I'm not as stupid as you, so stupid that I marry them!"

"Do you need to get married?" Frank had tolerated him for a long time and finally found a chance to fight back: "Think about the bad things you have done. As long as a woman finds a reason to frame you, you will face great trouble and need to take it out." Huge amount of time, energy and money to deal with it until it is squeezed out!”

Edward followed Hawk to make trouble all the time, and had seen Sarah Parker and Jada Smith, but he couldn't speak for a while.

Frank frantically counterattacked: "Do you want to know the name of my ex-wife? I can tell you for free that they have made me like this, your little wealth, haha..."

Edward lowered his head and went out to move the box, not wanting to know Frank's ex-wife's name at all.

Hawk came in with two large gun bags and urged Frank: "Don't talk nonsense, work quickly."

"You new era slave owner!" Frank raised his **** and quickly followed Edward's footsteps.

Hawke didn't have many personal belongings and quickly moved into the villa.

The moving alarmed the neighbor next door, a short blond man with a head of hair, came out of the doorstep and looked at Hawke curiously.

He saw Hawk and others looking here, quickly walked to the truck, shook hands with Hawk: "Hello, new neighbor, I'm Jet Brown."

The man was as tall as Hawk's shoulder, and Hawk shook his hands: "Hello, I'm Hawk Osmon."

Jet Brown greeted Edward and Frank again, and said politely: "Just moved here? Do you need help?"

"Thank you." Hawke smiled, "We'll be done soon."

Edward and Frank each carried two gun bags from the rear compartment.

Hawke went over and took the last gun bag.

Jet Brown could see at a glance that there were still many guns inside, and his face changed slightly.

"I'm a firearm collector, and these are my collections," Hawke said.

This kind of collection is common in North America, says Jet Brown, “I like guns in fact, as well.”

Hawke said kindly: "I have the opportunity to share my experience."

Jet Brown nodded and asked, "What job do you do?"

"Internet media." Hawke took out his business card and handed it to him.

Jet Brown followed, and saw the CEO of Twitter, and a bright smile suddenly appeared on his face: "Are you the CEO of Twitter?" Without waiting for Hawke to answer, he took out his business card and handed it to Haw. Ke: "I am a senior talent consultant at Guanghui International in Los Angeles. If you need talent, you can find me."

Hawke understood: "You are a headhunter."

Jeter came over and shook hands: "I hope there is a chance to cooperate."

Hawke gestured to the gun bag in his left hand, nodded with a smile, and followed Edward and Frank into the yard.

Jeter walked back, stood in front of his house, looked at the truck, and looked at the business card in his hand, thinking about something.

The door behind him was opened, and a blonde woman, who was half a head taller than him, came out and asked, "Someone moved next door?"

This is Jet's girlfriend Diana Lund, a model.

Jeter showed her business card: "The CEO of Twitter recently is super popular."

Diana glanced at the business card and looked over there: "Everyone is talking about Twitter in the circle, and they are said to have the shocking news about Will Smith in their hands."

She was a little moved: "My agency is just from CAA, and I have quite an opinion on him."

Jeter is a headhunter, and he looks good at people and reminds him: "Don't mess with him, this is a cruel person."

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

Diana listened and said, "I'm just a trivial model and I won't mix up the battles between big guys."

The two of them returned home soon.

On the other hand, Hawke asked Edward to temporarily move the useless things to the utility room, and he placed guns one by one in the places he chose in advance.

Even on the roof of the second floor, he put on AR and trolls.

Frank defeated him: "Are you not tired of living like this?"

"Life is endless, and troubles are endless!" Hawke was not only not tired, but was excited: "You overlooked one thing, which not only brings fun, but also allows me to make a lot of money."

He made a point of reasoning: "How did my millions of dollars come from? Isn't it just for trouble?"

Frank recalled and found that what Hawk said was the truth.

Hawke had just packed his gun and received a call.

Since the actor training class ended, Jacqueline, who had not contacted him much, called him.

The last time the two met, Jacqueline borrowed money from his friend Renee's daughter to help him.

Hawke asked Edward to drive in, first sent Frank back to Venice Beach, then went to the company to change his car and headed to Mount Hober Park.

When he came to the old place in the park, Hawke met Jacqueline.

Jacqueline greeted: "Long time no see."

Edward looked her up and down and said, "I feel like you have changed a lot."

Jacqueline asked with a smile, “Are you more like an actor?”

"Have you received a role recently?" Hawke asked.

Jacqueline's face disappeared: "I received a role that was purely a background board in two crews, and I didn't even have any lines. The **** in the casting group slept me and did not fulfill my promise at all."

She had a real understanding: "You are right. You can't become a star by sleeping alone. Even if I take the initiative to find the producers, they will still not give them to the role after they sleep."

There was Wagren's minor incident before, and Will Smith and CAA later. The path Hawke took was destined to stand opposite to Hollywood stars.

He thought Jacqueline wanted to find a role, and said directly: "I don't know any other directors except Eric Ethan, so I can't find a role for you."

"No, I'm not asking you to help with the characters." Jacqueline opened her bag, took out a photo, and handed it to Hawke: "This is Christine Johnson, we work together on two crews, she and Like me, I have a star dream. The two of us often stay together and basically eat together in the crew."

Hawke looked at the photo and there was a beautiful blonde **** it.

Just looking at the appearance in the photo, it is still above Jacqueline.

Jacqueline continued, "Five days ago, she suddenly disappeared. I called her again and again, but I couldn't get through. I went to the place where she lives. Her clothes and luggage were still there, but the person disappeared."

Hawke asked, "How old is she?"

"At most eighteen years old, maybe under seventeen," Jacqueline said.

She talked about what she knew: "Kristen and I both slept with the people on the production team. I don't know what happened, she seemed to have disappeared from the world."

Edward interrupted, “No one called the police?”

Jacqueline said: "Her mother called the police. The last time I saw Christine, she said she had called her family and reconciled with her mother. Her mother could not call her from then on, so she came to Los Angeles and reported. Police officer.”

She looked around and saw that there was no one around and said, "Will Kristen be like Jessica..."

Hawke remembers the name: "The Jessica you met at Superstar Performance School?"

Jacqueline reminded: "Jessica is missing, I told you."

Hawke asked, "I told you not to worry about this anymore. You didn't go to touch it?"

"No, I've always listened to you, it's never happened." Jacqueline has worked with Hawke several times and knew that he was more radical in his work style, even Hawke was worried, so of course she wouldn't touch it.

Hawke remembered one thing: "Who invested in the crew you went to?"

"A lot of companies and foundations work together, and it seems that the main producers are Sony Columbia and Ackerman Pictures," Jacqueline said.

Hawke heard the name again, immediately put away the photo of Christine and said to Jacqueline, "Tell me her details, but don't worry about it anymore."

Jacqueline responded.

(End of this chapter)