The Wolf of Los Angeles.

Santa Monica, Hawke and Edward entered the safe house and met Campos who was waiting there.

The latter met Hawke and handed him some photos: "Fiona found the girl named Irene at Caltech."

Hawke took it and looked at it. The girl in the photo was about eighteen years old and very beautiful.

Campos added: "According to what Fiona secretly learned, Irene started dating an off-campus boyfriend at the beginning of this year. He sometimes drove to the school apartment to pick her up on weekends. According to people who have seen him, he looks a lot like Guerrero, who committed suicide by jumping off a building."

Hawke hadn't figured out how to trigger this incident yet, so he said directly: "Pay attention to it in the long term, and don't alarm her for now."

He said something else: "What's going on at St. Baian's Church and the Welfare School now?"

Campos said: "On the surface, it seems to be the same as before. Garcia and I went in with Jinsili, and it feels that the precautions are much stricter than before."

Hawke hesitated a little, but still said, "Let's check it out. Don't contact the church. Check those children. The last time Jinsili threatened someone, he was from Guatemala. This means they have used children from Latin American immigrants more than once."

He did this out of consideration for Campos and his group.

Humans are not emotionless animals. Butterfly Company, which is also from Latin America, must have its own opinions on this.

Campos was indeed excited: "Boss, what we are best at is investigating these things. We know where to start the investigation best."

Hawke nodded. Most of the elite members of the Butterfly Company had worked as police officers in Mexico.

Campos was also a shrewd man, and he thought a lot: "What do we really want to find out?"

"Get someone, go to Brazil or Colombia, keep changing locations, and send emails to the media around the world," Hawke said.

"I see." It's not difficult for Campos to do this.

Coming out of the safe house, Hawke felt inexplicably relaxed, and even Edward started whistling a cheerful little tune.

Campos has close ties with Mexican immigrants and will soon find clues.

Hawke had a rare moment of free time, so after returning to the company, Edward came to ask for leave, so he simply gave Edward the day off.

Thinking of the agreement with Erica last night, I prepared to practice shooting in the afternoon. Before I had time to ask Erica, a phone call came in.

Emma Bateson, a broker representing BlackRock's San Francisco branch, will visit in the afternoon to discuss investment matters again.

Hawke had to cancel his original plan and check Twitter for a while in the office.

His focus is still on the Ice Bucket Challenge.

As the number of participants suddenly increased, many unexpected situations occurred.

For example, some people were electrocuted, and some bullies from Cleveland poured ice water mixed with cigarette butts, mud and vomit on their classmates.

The latter, in particular, attracted a lot of attention on Twitter.

Hawke thought about it and forwarded the video directly to Tom Cruise.

No one can prevent this kind of bullying in schools.

…………

Venice, Manhattan Beach.

It was a sunny afternoon. Edward drove his Audi A8 to the outside of the beach, turned into the parking lot, and soon found Michael riding a motorcycle.

Michael was wearing a headscarf and looking at the beauties in swimsuits on the beach opposite with a melancholy look on his face, his face full of longing.

Edward walked over slowly and asked, "Where are they?"

Michael pointed to where a group of beautiful women were gathered and said, "Over there, do you see the long-haired woman in the orange bikini? The one with the best figure, she is Maria Collins, and the girl next to her in the green polka dot swimsuit is her daughter Dorothy."

He specifically explained, "I specifically asked around, today is beach day for Dorothy's class."

"Beach day?" Edward turned the rearview mirror of the motorcycle and looked at Hei Xiaoshuai's style: "I like this swimsuit day."

Michael was puzzled: "Savior, you are now considered a high-income earner. There are so many beautiful women in Los Angeles. Why do you want to find someone so old who is divorced and has children?"

Edward patted the handlebars of his motorcycle and said, "You don't understand the goodness of girls of this age. They are not comparable to those young girls. No matter what position you want, they will use it and will actively cooperate. Do you understand what emotional value is? Women of this age will help you increase your emotional value."

Michael was determined and unwavering: "I still like young people, eighteen years old is best."

Edward didn't bother to pay attention to him, picked up his beach bag and walked towards the locker room.

After changing into beach pants, he stood in front of the dressing mirror and admired his dark body.

Over the past year or so, Edward has been doing physical training and firearms training with Hawke. Although he may not be very strong, his muscle lines are still quite obvious.

There was a burst of noise coming from outside.

Edward put on his beach shoes, hurried out, and quickly found his target. He ignored Maria Collins who was wearing an orange-red bikini. The woman was surrounded by men offering their courtesies.

His eyes fell on Dorothy.

As a good man with rich experience in this area, Edward knew very well that as long as he could take care of the child, he would be very close to taking care of the mother.

Edward did not act rashly, but waited for his opportunity.

Children are always full of energy, and energy in crowded places can sometimes bring instability.

Finally, Edward got his chance.

Dorothy followed another girl and ran towards the sea. The two of them were playing and running, and did not notice a beach buggy coming towards them.

Edward walked quickly into the crowd and quickly approached Dorothy. The person driving the dune buggy was also a child, and he was driving very fast. The car seemed to be out of control and rushed towards the crowd.

The crowd dispersed, and Dorothy was dragged down by her companions and fell on the beach.

But his companion ran away on his own.

Edward rushed forward, grabbed her arm and ran, shouting, "Go! Hurry up!"

There was a roar of a motor from behind, and when Dorothy looked back, she found that the ATV was rushing over the place where she had just fallen.

Edward pulled her and continued running: "It's not safe here, let's go to a higher place!"

Dorothy lost her shoes as she ran, but she did not dare to let go of Edward's hand until she reached the steps of the open-air showers.

Edward stopped at this time and asked, "Are you not hurt?"

Dorothy was panting for a while before she caught her breath and replied, "I'm fine."

She looked up at Edward and said timidly, "Thank you for saving me."

"It's just a small matter." Edward waved his hand and asked, "Where are your parents?"

Dorothy came back to her senses from her panic: "Yes, Mom, where is my mom."

There was a bit of a mess on the beach. The beach buggy finally stopped and many parents were looking for their relatives.

Dorothy saw Maria in the crowd and waved over there: "Mom! Mom!"

Maria, who was tall and long-legged, followed the sound and found her daughter. She trotted over and hugged Dorothy: "Honey, you scared me to death."

"I'm fine." Dorothy quietly pointed at Edward and said, "This gentleman saved me. If he hadn't pulled me up from the ground and brought me here, I would have been hit by that car."

Maria, wearing a bikini, took the initiative to thank: "Thank you, thank you for helping Dorothy."

Edward smiled and said, "I'm just helping you. You're welcome."

Although the person in front of her was a black man, Maria's ex-husband's team was full of black people. She was not disgusted by black people. Instead, she thought the person in front of her was very handsome when he smiled.

Edward took a step back and pointed at Dorothy: "It's safe now. I leave her to you. Goodbye."

Maria quickly stopped him: "No, you can't leave like this, you saved Dorothy..."

The two sides started to pull each other, and finally walked towards the locker room together.

Edward came out of the locker room, wearing a suit of designer clothes. As an executive at Twitter, he had developed a confident temperament. Even the car he drove out of the parking lot was the latest high-end Audi A8.

A true successful person.

It must be said that things like clothes and car frames can effectively reduce the cost of communication between people.

When Maria and Edward reunited, they successfully exchanged contact information.

The former even took the initiative to invite the latter to dinner to express his gratitude.

…………

Twitter, fourth floor reception room.

Emma Bateson and Hawke's second formal contact ultimately failed to reach an agreement.

BlackRock and Twitter have irreconcilable differences on a very core issue.

The former requires the latter to maintain consistent tone on major social opinions.

But Hawke couldn't agree to this.

There is no point in continuing the discussion as the basis for cooperation does not exist.

Emma Bateson said goodbye and went downstairs.

Hawke left the reception room and came into the office. He stood in front of the window and watched the business car start up below.

Will BlackRock try other means to get what it didn’t get at the negotiating table?
Hawke did not speculate, but took precautions. He made a phone call and said, "Have someone follow Emma Bateson around the clock."

Matters in the business world are never limited to being resolved using business methods.

In the moving business car, Emma Bateson took out her cell phone, called Douglas and said, "The work here is not done to the best. I tried my best to persuade Hawke Osmond to cooperate with Blackrock, but he finally refused."

Douglas was also mentally prepared: "They ultimately rejected BlackRock's good intentions."

Emma said directly: “Because the positions are different.”

Douglas understood what he meant and said, "My business jet will fly to Los Angeles in two hours. So, you wait for me at the hotel, and we will talk after I arrive in Los Angeles."

"Sure, I'm staying at the Beverly Hyatt Hotel." Emma took the initiative to give her room number.

Douglas responded and hung up the phone.

In recent times, Twitter has caused a strong response around the world, and its influence is visibly growing.

BlackRock is determined to win.

This is closely related to the turnaround plan that BlackRock and Vanguard International have formulated for the entire Donkey Party. (End of this chapter)