The Wolf of Los Angeles.

Chapter 150 The Mules in Action
Ater Hill Shooting Range, West Los Angeles.

Camilla held a Beretta pistol tightly in both hands, aimed at the target in front of her, and emptied the magazine as if to vent her anger.

She replaced the magazine and emptied it in one breath.

Ayala, who was beside her, held her arm and said, "Take a rest."

Camilla put away her gun and magazine and followed him to the rest area.

On a weekday morning, there weren't many people at the shooting range, and there were only the two of them in the rest area.

Camilla ordered a cup of coffee and asked, "Did those two change the shooting range? They haven't been here for so long."

"No." Ayala whispered, "According to an insider in the police department, the detective department has encountered several difficult cases recently. One of them is handled by Erica Ferguson's team. She is very busy at work."

He thought for a moment and then said, "These two people are very vigilant. We dare not follow Erica. Hawk Osmond tried to follow before the New Year. Before our people got close to the perimeter, we found that someone was watching him. I quickly withdrew my people."

Carmilla and other traffickers don’t understand the high-level political struggles in California and said, “This guy is not simple either.”

Ayala asked, "Should we continue to wait?"

"We can't wait any longer." Camilla knew her subordinates' temperaments very well. "It's not a good idea for the brothers to wait so long. They are used to being wild in Mexico, and half a month of peace and quiet in Los Angeles is almost the limit."

Her own brother died at the hands of the adulterer, and she also lost tens of millions of dollars: "Change the plan. Find a way to find the residence of this adulterous couple and see if you can find a suitable place to start."

Ayala nodded slightly: "I will contact the informants in Los Angeles."

Camilla urged: "Hurry up."

Ayala came out of the shooting range and found a place to make a phone call. In order to transport the goods, the Mule Gang developed a lot of spies here, and a group of them had a direct line of contact with him.

These people are spread across all industries, and some are even low-level workers.

Because most of them are drug addicts, and the Mule Gang can provide them with the best goods.

The next afternoon, Ayala received a message and came to downtown Los Angeles.

He waited for a while at a bar, and Ramirez, a sales manager from a St. Louis real estate development company, entered the bar.

Ramirez sat across from him and whispered, "I asked a few friends to check. One of the single-family villas developed by the company of one of my friends in Silver Lake was sold to Erica Ferguson."

Ayala asked, "Is this correct?"

"No mistake." Ramirez elaborated, "Erica Ferguson is a star police officer of the LAPD. Many people know her. Because the economic environment is not good, after 911/ and the stock market crash, the real estate sales in the Silver Lake community developed by that company are average. Although they don't advertise publicly, when they sell to customers privately, they always associate Erica Ferguson with safety as a selling point for the real estate."

Ayala asked, "Which one did they buy?"

Ramirez pulled a copy out of his bag and handed it to Ayala: "This is the exact address."

Ayala took it, looked through it carefully, and wrote down the specific address: "Does she live there often?"

Ramirez had inquired before coming here, and he was quite well-informed in the real estate industry.

The reason why the Mule Gang came after him and controlled him through that thing was because of this.

"In the past few months, she didn't live there very often," Ramirez said as he recalled. "It seems that in the past two or three months, she started dating a boyfriend and would go there once or twice a week."

Ayala asked, "Two people?"

Ramirez said: "It should be two people, Erica Ferguson and her boyfriend, who should have used this place as a place for them to spend the night."

"Very good!" Ayala nodded continuously, very satisfied with the information provided by Ramirez: "Is that an open community over there?"

“There’s still a fair amount of property that hasn’t been sold yet, and it’s a semi-open community,” Ramirez said.

After Ayala asked clearly, he took out a palm-sized bag from his pocket and stuffed it directly into Ramirez's pocket: "The best goods."

Ramirez was overjoyed: “Thank you.”

Ayala left the bar.

Ramirez also hurried away.

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Fountain Street, West Coast Studios.

Compared to before, Hawke has been much more diligent at work recently. Even on weekends, he sits in front of the computer to read blog websites.

On one side of the desk, the list and information of blog companies he printed out was already as thick as his palm.

And these are just the companies in the Los Angeles area.

When an industry becomes very popular, a large amount of capital and personnel rush in, and it's the same all over the world.

The studio door opened from the outside, and Caroline came back in high heels. She went to the refrigerator to get some water, but found that the high-end brand she drank daily was out of stock, so she could only take a bottle at random.

She unscrewed the can and took a sip, then looked at the label and shook her head, the taste was clearly wrong.

Edward looked up from behind the computer. The semi-illiterate Hei Xiaoshuai was forced by Hawke to become an office clerk. He said to Caroline, "Please get me a bottle of water, thank you."

Caroline simply took two more bottles, one for Edward and the other on Hawke's desk.

"Thank you." Hawke didn't even raise his head. Caroline asked tentatively, "Boss, can we raise our water standard by one liter?"

Hawke said bluntly: "The sheep on the farm drink tap water directly."

Caroline didn't dare to mention it again and decided to buy water herself next time, but looking at Hawke, it seemed that she could also bring it for him, after all, he was the boss.

Edward said at this time: "It is best not to drink tap water directly. I used to work as a temporary worker in a water plant. I heard from some technicians that some areas in Los Angeles use old water pipes with high lead content."

Hawke casually added, "It is said that lead can enhance sweetness?"

"Not sure." Caroline got down to business: "All the formalities for the non-profit organization and the offshore company have been completed. All we have to do now is wait for the news."

Hawke is a good boss. He picked up the blog company information in his hand and handed it to Caroline: "Learn about these companies. I have circled the key points. Starting tomorrow, you can go through them one by one to see which ones are interested in selling."

Caroline took over, quickly flipping through the pages, and reminded, "Tomorrow is Sunday."

Hawke heard the underlying meaning: "Starting from next Monday."

He remembered: "Today is Saturday, the Golden Globe Awards should start."

Caroline quickly searched for the remote control, turned on the TV, and switched to NBC.

What appeared on the TV screen was the red carpet of the Golden Globe Awards.

Hawke put down his work and watched the award ceremony.

Crisis public relations and business strategy consulting will continue, and after the establishment of new media companies, their business will be inseparable from the entertainment industry.

It is important to understand industry trends in the most intuitive way.

Not long after, Frank also came here and bought some food.

Four people sat on a sofa, one long and two short, eating and drinking while watching.

In the second half of the red carpet, Sarah Parker, the hottest figure at this Golden Globe Awards, appeared.

The dress she wore was specially designed to highlight her bulging belly.

Standing in the interview area, Sarah Parker made another anti-domestic violence statement in front of numerous media.

Frank said: "As long as she doesn't commit suicide, she can make a living for many years just by fighting domestic violence."

Caroline had been Sarah’s PR manager for a long time and knew her well: “Personally, I think her image will collapse in half a year at most.”

Hawke was curious: "She went out to fool around?"

"She asked me out for dinner a few days ago," Caroline said simply, "Maybe she wanted to show off to me, saying that she was spending Bro's money, was pregnant with Bro's child, and had hired two male models..."

Edward bared his teeth when he heard this: "What a pervert!"

Caroline thought so too: "Sarah said that the opportunity to get pregnant is rare. If you don't experience it well in these few months, you may not be able to experience it in the future."

Edward suddenly had an idea: "Boss, why don't we mess with her and try to take a video of her with the male model."

"We have a contract with Sarah." Hawke looked very professional: "We can't do this before the contract ends."

Frank gave Hawke a thumbs up and said, "You are such a role model!"

As the award ceremony began, the four people spoke less.

In terms of film awards, Miramax, controlled by Harvey Weinstein, won big, with "The Hours" and "Chicago" winning the best film in the drama and musical comedy categories respectively.

Nicole Kidman and Renée Zellweger both won Best Actress in a Motion Picture.

Edward looked at the beautiful Nicole Kidman and asked Frank, "Will they be screwed by that bastard Harvey?"

Frank said calmly, "Winning awards can certainly benefit Miramax, but Disney has absolute control over Miramax, and most of the film's revenue goes to Disney. There are so many actresses in Hollywood, why does Harvey want to support them?"

He added: "Nicole Kidman has fallen out with Tom Cruise, Renée Zellweger is from a humble background, they don't have Douglas behind them like Catherine Zeta-Jones."

Caroline continued, "Using your body to win prizes is only the most basic and simplest way to win prizes, and it is also the lowest level."

There was a hint of pride in her voice: "Our method is still more advanced."

Frank sighed: "Hollywood is going to get worse and worse."

Hawke said: "The more scandals there are, the better life we ​​can have in the media."

The award ceremony entered the TV drama segment, and the first heavyweight award was given out for the Best Actress in a Musical Comedy Series.

Not surprisingly, Sarah Parker took the trophy.

At this point, the Sarah Plan, which Hawke had been planning and implementing for months, was completed, and both major goals were achieved.

The contract goal signed by both parties was that Sarah won the Golden Globe Award.

Bro Derek, Hawke's hidden target, who wanted to hit his kidneys and other vital points, was completely defeated and thrown into prison, where he enjoyed the enthusiastic service of the black men who added anti-wolf spray and wind oil.

(End of this chapter)