The Wolf of Los Angeles.

Chapter 26 High-end Public Relations
"Your large Coke."

At the front desk, the waiter took the largest cup of Coke and placed it on the counter.

Amanda picked up the Coke, flipped off the lid, and took a sip.

Just behind her, Sasha came to the counter and said to the waiter, "I'd like a Coke, the largest one, no ice, please."

Amanda walked quickly down the aisle toward her boss, like an ordinary passerby.

Hawke heard the sound of high heels hitting the ground and turned his eyes slightly to take a glance.

"1 dollars!" Caroline moved her red lips and offered a high price to attract Hawke's attention.

Just then, Amanda approached.

She squinted at the laptop in front of Hawke and, with her knowledge of electronics, quickly determined the location of the hard drive.

On the other side, Sasha made a circle and came from the opposite side. As long as Amanda started, she would attack the camera bag.

This newcomer was obviously inexperienced as he brought both a camera and a computer.

Public relations is not only about verbal battles and media operations, but also about destroying the body and covering up the evidence!

Get rid of the people or things that cause the problem first, and the problem will be solved naturally.

Amanda adjusted her steps, walked to Hawke's table, picked up the Coke and wanted to take a sip.

But she seemed to have stepped on something, her feet slipped, and she fell towards Hawke, and the Coke cup was about to fall over as well.

A large hand suddenly reached out and patted Amanda's arm.

Amanda's arm turned outward uncontrollably, and a full cup of Coke spilled all over.

Most of it fell on Caroline's face and chest, wetting her hair and making her shirt transparent, revealing a hint of black and revealing the outline of her peaks.

Hawke slapped Amanda's arm with one hand and quickly moved the laptop away with the other hand. He heard footsteps behind him again, turned around suddenly, and smiled at Sasha who was a few meters away.

The smile looked warm, but it made Sasha feel cold all over, as if the other party would pull out a gun and kill someone at any time.

Sasha stopped unconsciously, not daring to take another step forward.

Amanda saw her boss covered in coke and said, "Sorry... I'm sorry..."

Hawke put away his laptop and put on his camera bag.

"You have to compensate me for my losses!" Caroline wiped the Coke off her face, put the wet Hermès bag on the table, and pointed at the Chanel logo on her chest: "You can't afford to pay for these even if you lose everything you own!"

In the midst of her embarrassment, she still did not forget her job and took out her cell phone: "I will call the police..."

"Go ahead." Hawke interrupted her directly, looked at the two coke women, and said, "The media and the public must be very interested in your relationship. I believe it will not be difficult for the LAPD to find out."

Caroline stood up slowly, the coke flowing down her skin and clothes.

"It's up to you whether you want to call the police or not." Hawke walked out with his bag on his back.

When he left the restaurant, Amanda quickly took a tissue and wiped the stains off Caroline's body.

Caroline waved her hand: "Let's go."

Sasha and Amanda followed behind.

People around looked at him sideways and pointed fingers.

When she went out and came to the car, Caroline took out a towel, wiped the stains on her head, and then found a brand new Chanel jacket and changed into it in the car.

Sasha asked, "What's next?"

"We can't suppress it here. I have a feeling that the bastard has never thought of taking the money and giving up." Caroline buttoned up and said, "The next step is to put pressure on the media and have the client pay to buy back the photos. In addition, we should be prepared to minimize the negative impact once the photos are exposed."

She concluded: "We made a mistake this time. We underestimated the enemy. That bastard was no novice."

Sasha quickly said, "I'm sorry."

Caroline was not discouraged. Public relations is about dealing with countless bad things, many of which are hopelessly bad, and work inevitably becomes a waste of time. She clapped her hands and said, "Get to work!"

Sasha and Amanda made separate phone calls to communicate with the media and the parties involved.

Caroline opened her Hermès bag and found the lining was soaked with cola. The micro-recorder inside was broken and the Sony Ericsson phone was unusable.

lost heavily.

As for his own embarrassment, you can tell without even looking.

Caroline cursed inwardly, took out the spare phone in the car, and called James.

"You are amazing! You said we would take ten minutes, but you ruined my deal in less than five!" James was furious. "You made it very difficult for me. Now the other party refuses to trade with me. You must compensate me!"

Caroline hit back directly: "How do you want me to spread my legs? I promise to leave you two balls!"

"Remember to tell me the inside information." James was the first to lose heart and hung up the phone.

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On the other side, Hawke got into the car, put away his camera bag and computer, and took out the storage disk from the armrest box and took a look at it.

How can you feel at ease if you don't make several copies of this kind of news and store them separately?

James called at this time.

Hawke answered the phone and said, "Sorry, we agreed on five minutes, but now the five minutes have passed and I have an appointment with another newspaper.

Entertainment news of this magnitude is, to some extent, a seller's market. James quickly said, "5000 dollars, I want the news."

"I have an appointment here. Wait for my call later." Hawke didn't say anything definite.

When they arrived at the agreed location, considering what had just happened, he did not go into the coffee shop, but asked the other party to come out and talk in the car.

Two minutes later, Bearded Jerry from the National Enquirer got in the car.

After briefly introducing themselves to each other, Hawke turned the laptop he had prepared over to let the other person see what had been filmed.

Jerry praised: "The shots are very clear and intuitive."

Hawke said directly: "An Oscar nominee for Best Actor, a leading actress in a hit American TV series, and an Emmy nominee for Best Actress. The man has a wife, and the woman has a husband. It's very interesting."

Jerry could see the value in it; just the sight of a topless man and woman dating each other could increase tomorrow's newspaper sales significantly.

He thought for a moment and said, "5000 dollars."

Hawke closed the notebook and said, "Don't be ridiculous. You can look down on me, but you can't look down on the value of this news. It can cause a sensation across the United States."

Jerry said, "How many do you want."

Hawke, of course, asked for a huge sum: "1.5 dollars."

"If the two people in the photo are Hollywood A-listers, I can give them $20,000." Jerry said with reason: "Donny is at best a B-lister, and he is already surrounded by scandals. One more scandal will not surprise readers. Sarah Parker is indeed very popular now, but don't forget that she is just a TV star."

Hawke also knows a selling point, and reminded: "You may not know that the producer of Downey's new film "The Singing Detective" is Sarah Parker's husband Bro Derick. I don't need to tell you how popular "Sex and the City" starring Sarah Parker is, right? She was nominated for the Emmy Award for Best Actress last year!"

He further said: "I also noticed that Bro Derick is also one of the producers of the Ghostly Man project that Downey is interested in! Adding these together, the chain effect produced..."

The photo suddenly became more important to Jerry. He immediately took out his cell phone and called the most informed person in the newspaper to verify it, and soon got the answer.

The National Enquirer is distributed nationwide and has a large readership, making it one of the largest gossip newspapers in North America.

As long as the news is valuable, he can definitely afford it. Jerry put away his phone and held up a finger: "1 US dollars, sign an exclusive news agreement."

"Okay." Hawke also added: "This news must be published in the newspaper, not by PR."

Jerry said, “We bought them just to get them on the front page.”

(End of this chapter)