The Wolf of Los Angeles.

After reading the information, Hawke thought of Leonardo and specifically looked at his recent news.

There's a close-up photo of Leonardo coming out of Los Angeles International Airport.

Leonardo is a little fat, but not to the point of having a broad face and a fat body.

Looking at the stills and posters of "The Aviator", Howard Hughes is suave and charming, without any self-destructive image.

None of these meet Leonardo's Oscar-winning criteria.

Hawke dug out a picture of Jamie Foxx and placed it on his desk, then dug out a picture of Heath Ledger and placed it next to it.

He thought about it for a moment, then placed the poster of "Million Dollar Baby" on top of the two.

Edward came back at this time and said, "Everything has been moved to Eric's film studio. This guy plans to stay in seclusion for a few days to learn the information thoroughly."

"He's very studious when it comes to movies." Hawke picked up Jamie Foxx's photo and handed it to Edward. "Ask your black friends if there are any bad rumors about this guy."

Edward took over. "Jamie Foxx? This guy is not a star from Los Angeles or Southern California. The people I know may not have any connection with him. Let them go ask someone."

Hawke thought about it, called Caroline again, and asked, "When you were doing entertainment public relations, did you pay attention to the negative news about Jamie Foxx?"

Caroline said directly: "As long as black male celebrities have no problem with their sexual orientation, they must have had a lot of women."

She paused and thought for a moment: "Jamie Foxx is not a client of Full Tilt PR, but Full Tilt has had many black celebrity clients. They are very promiscuous, and black celebrities have a common problem. Because of their poorer backgrounds and lower education, they like to talk nonsense. When they flirt with women, they always like to make promises casually, but after the act, they pull up their pants and turn away."

Hawke thought of something Edward often said: "Like those black people who run away with buckets after their girlfriends have babies?"

Caroline said: "Most black men have this in common: they say all kinds of sweet words before getting laid, and they run away faster than the other after the woman becomes pregnant."

"Got it." Hawke had an idea, hung up the phone and called Campos: "Find a few people who specialize in entertainment and find out more about the women Jamie Foxx has dated...especially the women he had brief relationships with."

Campos responded, "Understood."

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It was time to get off work. Caroline didn't have to work overtime today, so she took the elevator downstairs, drove her brand new Porsche Cayenne, and left the underground parking lot.

As soon as I turned onto Ocean Park Avenue, my cell phone rang.

Caroline pressed the Bluetooth connection: "Amanda?"

The person who called was Caroline's former assistant, who had once launched the coke attack on Hawke with her and Sasha, and later resigned from Full Speed ​​​​PR before the Robert Redford incident.

"Hi, Caroline." Amanda's voice sounded in the car: "I heard that you are an executive at Twitter? I happen to be near Twitter. Are you off work? Let's have a cup of coffee together."

Caroline just came out of the company: "Okay."

Amanda said, "I'm at the Ocean Cafe in parking lot three at Venice Beach."

"I know where it is. I'll be there soon." Caroline drove into parking lot number three.

The Ocean Cafe is right next to the parking lot. As it is approaching December, there are few tourists and not many customers inside.

Amanda sat at a small round table, stirring her hands constantly, looking somewhat nervous.

The glass door opened from the outside and a woman came in.

Amanda looked up at Caroline, waved in her direction, and quickly looked her up and down.

The women's suit without any brand logo looked like it was haute couture. The handbag she was carrying was a limited edition of Hermès that season. The rose gold bracelet on one hand was inlaid with emeralds, and the Cartier women's watch on the other hand sparkled with diamonds.

This woman is more luxurious than before.

The difference is that the makeup on her face is much lighter, and she has the aura of a strong woman.

Seeing that Caroline was living so well, while she herself was not doing well after leaving Full Speed ​​​​PR for another job, Amanda felt more painful than a knife.

And Sasha, who is also said to be an executive at Twitter.

Amanda suddenly remembered what Michelle said, that sisters should help sisters.

More than a year ago, Caroline came into contact with the Sisters Parade several times because of her many collaborations with Hawke.

Sometimes Caroline went there in person, and other times Amanda was the intermediary.

Many of the ideas and slogans of the Marching Sisters are very attractive to a certain type of women.

Like female privilege, and girls helping girls and stuff like that.

Amanda was influenced by the more she was exposed to the society and joined the Parade Sisterhood. However, because her public relations work was too busy and she could not frequently participate in the sisterhood's activities, she simply resigned from Full Speed ​​PR.

Caroline walked over quickly and glanced at Amanda. All her clothes were out of season and not from first-line brands. The sleeves were worn out and there was a thread lodged in one place.

The bag placed on the chair next to her was the same one she had before she resigned.

Caroline had been at Twitter for more than a year and was also in charge of recruitment. She had met all kinds of people and could tell at a glance that Amanda had not had a very satisfactory year.

She wiped her bangs and smiled as brightly as before: "Long time no see."

Amanda was also laughing: "I read the news and found out that you have become a new elite in the technology circle, the operations director of Twitter."

Caroline smiled reservedly: "Just a senior worker."

"Sasha is on Twitter too?" Amanda asked.

Caroline nodded slightly: "Yes, she came with me." Amanda said with regret: "If I had known, I would not have resigned."

Caroline didn't say anything and asked the waiter for coffee.

Seeing that Caroline didn't respond, Amanda was at a loss for words.

The waiter brought the coffee, Caroline added a little sugar and milk, and stirred it slowly with the stirring stick.

Amanda could only bite the bullet and say, "I saw on the Internet that Twitter is recruiting..."

"Yes." Caroline was all too familiar with the former assistant.

Amanda asked, "Is it too late to go now?"

Caroline's power at Twitter is second only to Hawke, and she is also a member of the board of directors, but she is very clear about her position as the boss's subordinate.

She crossed her hands on the table and said, "You can give me a resume and I will give it to the human resources department for you."

Amanda was a little anxious: "You know my ability."

Caroline's smile didn't change, if it weren't for their past relationship, she wouldn't have said this.

Can the resume that the operations director throws to the human resources department be the same as the one you submitted yourself?

The smile on Amanda's face was a little stiff. Sisters don't help sisters...

After being in a feminist organization for a long time, I have become the kind of person who has been brainwashed, and my brain is not as useful as before.

From what Amanda said just now, it is not difficult to judge that even if she passes the recruitment stage, she will still be an ordinary employee.

At Full Throttle, Sasha was ranked below her.

After joining Twitter, Amanda was ranked lower than Sasha. She couldn't accept the psychological gap.

She maintained a smile on her face and made an excuse: "I remember the happy times I had working with you and Sasha. I miss them so much."

Caroline picked up the coffee and said before drinking, "You know my phone number. You can call me anytime."

"Okay, thank you." Amanda thought about her mission and prepared to find a suitable entry point.

Caroline's cell phone rang again at this time, and she quickly took it out and answered it: "It's me, what's the matter?"

The call was from Megan Taylor: "I'm off work, do you have time? Let's have dinner together."

Caroline said, "You book a place."

Megan said, "I'll call you back later."

"Sorry, it's urgent." Caroline put away her phone, took out a bill and put it on the table: "I have to rush over now."

Amanda's thoughts were all messed up at this moment, and she said, "Okay, we'll talk about it another day."

Caroline picked up her bag and left the cafe in her high heels.

After getting on the Cayenne, she thought about it for a while and called Sasha: "Has Amanda contacted you since she resigned?"

Sasha recalled for a moment: "No, I heard from a former colleague that the job she found was not satisfactory, so she is looking for you now?"

"Yeah." Caroline said briefly, and reminded: "I don't know what happened in the past year or so. She doesn't have the same spirit as before."

Sasha is a smart person: "I understand."

Caroline hung up the phone and found a text message with the address of a restaurant.

She took one look, rushed to West Los Angeles, and met Megan Thee Stallion.

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Since being upgraded to a security company, the Butterfly Company has signed security agreements with many departments under the Los Angeles City Hall and moved to a new address.

A private pier near Venice, owned by the Ackerman Charitable Foundation, along with its supporting office buildings and a large piece of vacant land, was also sold by the FBI.

Hawke directly asked the security company to buy it.

It will be hard to come across such a good opportunity to purchase assets at a low price in the future.

Inside the office building, Betty, Fiona and Elena each sat in front of a computer, looking for all the news about Jamie Foxx's past.

Outside the building, two cars were parked at the door. Juan and Larrea shouted twice at the door, and four new Mexican employees hurried over to help, carrying newspapers from the business car to the large conference room on the first floor.

All the people in the building who did not have urgent work were mobilized by Campos to come and check the entertainment newspapers and magazines in recent years to find news about Jamie Foxx.

Campos used the connections that Huadie had accumulated in the media and among news informants over the past two years to find several people who had left Jamie Foxx.

Some of them also left Los Angeles.

For those who are close by, Hierro drove over to visit them with his men.

For places that were farther away, Carlos and Garcia flew there overnight.

Campos knew very well that the primary purpose of Butterfly's existence was not to make money, but to complete the tasks and work assigned by Hawke.

The rest will come after that. (End of this chapter)