The Wolf of Los Angeles.

Chapter 22 The First Order of Entrepreneurship

As night fell, Hawke started the car and turned onto Sunset Boulevard.

I spent the day squatting in the gym and Brentwood, but to no avail.

He was going to try his luck at the Viper Bar.

The Mondeo was parked on the side of the road. It was inconvenient to carry the camera and video camera, so Hawke put them away, took out a miniature recorder and put it in his pocket.

He took out his newly bought Nokia 7650 and tried to take a picture. The result of the 30-pixel camera was really average.

Nowadays, there are not many mobile phones with cameras to choose from.

Hawke entered the bar alone. It was still early and there were not many people in the bar. He walked around the two floors but did not see Robert Downey Jr.

Hawke found a position where he could easily observe the door, ordered a glass of wine, and waited patiently.

Suddenly, there was a commotion at the door, as if some important person had arrived.

Hawke craned his neck and saw Beckham standing at the door of the bar with a smile.

Even in the desert of English football, its charm has conquered many people.

In recent years, with Victoria's careful creation, his public image has become increasingly popular.

Beckham entered the bar and the chaos outside disappeared immediately.

This bar is a celebrity gathering place, and few people come up to the stars to ask for their autographs.

When he was young, Beckham also had the common problem of British players. He went to the bar and ordered a large glass of wine.

Hawke picked up the glass and glanced at Beckham while drinking.

What others saw was star glamour and idol halo, but what he saw in Beckham was business opportunities and money.

Many media have reported similar things. If Beckham’s side job is cheating, then Victoria’s main job is to forgive, forgive, and forgive again.

Later, a sports star whom Hawke didn't know came and sat at the bar with Beckham, chatting animatedly.

Hawke really wanted to get closer to listen, so he stood up and left the bar through the fire escape, then came in through the main door. He sat near the bar, in an empty seat not far from Beckham, and pricked up his ears.

He vaguely heard some of the conversation, such as that Beckham, who was absent from the national team match day due to injury, accepted Tom Cruise's invitation to come to Los Angeles to participate in a series of activities.

The other was Miller Collins, the Dodgers baseball star.

The two men drank glass after glass of wine, and naturally their conversation included the topic that men always talk about - beautiful women.

A man who is rich, handsome and able to run will certainly not just stay with Victoria.

Beckham mentioned a female model and Hawke was very curious, but the other party never said her name.

More and more people came to the bar, and it gradually became chaotic. The sound of chatting was soon drowned out by the noise.

Nearing eight o'clock, Hawke finally waited for Robert Downey Jr.

This guy came here with a few friends to drink.

The bar manager came over personally and delivered a bottle of good wine.

Hawke immediately abandoned Beckham and focused on Robert Downey Jr.

He kept watching from a distance.

As for how to make the first dish, it depends on the specific situation on Donny's side.

If Donny had just bought a big bag of that stuff and carried it with him, everything would have been easier.

The drinking session lasted less than an hour before Donny went to a quiet place to answer a phone call and the group got up and left the bar.

Hawke followed slowly.

The group traveled east along Sunset Boulevard in two separate vehicles.

Brentwood, where Donnie lives, is to the west.

Hawke got in the car and followed behind.

Soon, he discovered that a car and two motorcyclists were following him, most likely also freelancers in the media industry.

Donny's two cars didn't drive far before they entered the underground parking lot of an apartment building. The others couldn't get in and could only wait outside.

Hawke parked the car far away and took out a telescope to observe. Los Angeles was a place where celebrities gathered and actors were everywhere. There was too much news to dig up. Those people watched for a while, but found nothing and soon dispersed.

Strictly speaking, Hawke is in the same line of work as them, but there are differences.

Hawke's first target is Donnie.

He remained at a distance, staring at the exit of the underground parking lot through a telescope.

Upstairs, at the apartment window, a fat playmate drew the curtains and said to Donny, "The bastards are gone."

Donnie changed his clothes, put on his hat, and said, "I'm going."

Another playmate asked, "We can't let her come over? Who is she? You hid it so well and didn't even tell us, how can we betray you?"

"I can't tell you big-mouthed bastards that I'm a good married man." Donnie looked in the mirror and was very satisfied: "You guys drink here, I'll be back early tomorrow morning."

The chubby playmate reminded: "Choose an inconspicuous small hotel, don't go to those big hotels, you will be caught."

Donnie smiled confidently, went out alone, went downstairs, and got into a Lexus.

The parking lot exit was brightly lit and the car turned up.

The moment the car came out, Hawke caught sight of the person in the driver's seat through the telescope and immediately drove after him.

The Lexus was mixed in with the traffic on Sunset Boulevard, heading northeast.

No one noticed that a black Mondeo was hanging behind.

While driving, Donnie received a call and said, "You arrived first? Wait for me for a moment. I'll be there in ten minutes at most. Wait for me to get a room. Things like getting a room must be done by men. That way it will have a sense of ritual."

A woman's voice came from the other end: "Romantic Donny, my sweetheart."

Donnie smiled, "I have a special gift for you, just wait for me."

Amidst the crisp laughter, the call was hung up.

Donnie's heart was burning with excitement, and he sped up the car.

He has a wife, and the woman has a husband.

The special excitement of having an affair made him eager.

Hawke followed Lexus steadily, not too far away.

The Lexus turned off Sunset Boulevard, drove north for a while, and stopped in front of a small hotel.

There are a lot of cars at the door right now, so you need to queue up and wait for a while.

The hotel was only seven stories high and there was no dedicated parking lot, so Hawke parked his car on the side of the road and dragged a bag from the back seat while staring at the car in front of the hotel.

He was quick and agile, and quickly took off his casual clothes, changed into a business suit and leather shoes, put on large-framed plain glasses, put on a blond side-parted wig, and picked up a black briefcase.

Donny got out of the car, handed the car keys and tip to the doorman, entered the hotel turnstile, looked around, found the woman waiting for him, nodded and smiled at her, and went to the front desk to handle the formalities.

The woman was waiting in the lounge near the elevator.

Hawke entered the hotel's revolving door and found Donny in line. He walked towards the rest area calmly, observing quickly as he walked.

His gaze paused for a moment, then quickly retracted.

Hawke sees Sarah Parker!

Bro Derek's wife, Sarah Parker.

Hawke has been collecting information these days and will definitely not make a mistake.

More importantly, he noticed that Sarah Parker frequently looked at Donny.

Interesting.

Hawke remembered that the two men had dated before.

He had a feeling that the first business deal from his startup in Los Angeles was coming.

It’s still a big and profitable business!

　Brothers who have monthly tickets, please give me a few. Thank you very much.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)