The Wolf of Los Angeles.

Chapter 369: Saving Hollywood from Fire and Water
In the reception room, Bart picked up the coffee and took a sip.

Neville looked around curiously and whispered, "Twitter's office conditions are a bit crowded."

Edward, who was meeting them nearby, said, "The company's new office building is being renovated and is expected to be ready for moving in next February. It can accommodate more than 6000 people at the same time and is very spacious. If they squeeze a little more like this building, it can easily accommodate 1 people."

The door of the reception room opened from the outside, and Hawke came in, greeted Bart and Neville, and said, "Have you encountered many difficulties in the past six months?"

"Yeah, starting a business is harder than you think." Neville's eye bags were all black. "The first month was smooth, but after the website was built, several technically skilled students recruited by Zuckerberg insisted on original shares. We had no choice but to fire them one after another and recruit new staff."

Bart continued, "Then there was the billing system, which required an external third party, and it took more than a month to sort it out."

Neville patted his head to sober himself up: "During this period, Zuckerberg worked all night and found a group of high-class ladies to relax and vent work pressure. He suddenly had a convulsion and almost went to see God. He stayed in the hospital for nearly half a month."

The two of them were like they were doing a talk show. Bart then said, "During that time, we encountered financial difficulties. Fortunately, you invested $500 million in your overseas company."

Hawke waited until the two of them took another sip of coffee and said, "You guys made it through the most difficult stage."

Neville finished his cup of coffee, put it down and nodded.

Bart added: "We have contacted Kim Kardashian and Maitland Ward, but they have doubts about our new sugar baby website. The first two contacts were not smooth. This time we came here to continue to contact them."

Hawke would not interfere with this specific work, but just said: "If it doesn't work, raise the price. If you spend money, these women who hang around in the world of fame and fortune will open their legs obediently."

Neville smiled: "That's what we're going to do this time."

Hawke had already said what he should have said in the first half of the year.

Bart said another thing: "Regarding Sugar Baby, Zuckerberg has some new ideas. This guy is a genius and a jerk. He plans to drop out of Harvard at the end of the year and move the company to the West Coast."

Neville continued: "The East Coast is the financial center, and the West Coast is the Internet mecca."

Hawke was not surprised by this and said, "You can move to Los Angeles. Silicon Beach here is developing rapidly. I can help you get some preferential policies."

Bart and Neville both moved to Cambridge from Los Angeles, so Los Angeles was the natural first choice for the company's relocation.

The latter said: "We also think so. Los Angeles is the second largest city in North America. The characteristics of the city are in line with the nature of the Sugar Baby Company. There are countless high-class girls, hundreds of thousands of young people who dream of becoming stars, and the sugar daddy consumer group that spread from Hollywood. In the north of the city, there is also the world's largest industrial base, the Sacred Valley."

Bart exclaimed: "Los Angeles is more suitable for the temperament of Sugar Baby Company than any other city."

Edward couldn't help but say, "You've given those struggling bitches a good opportunity to become famous and make money."

Doesn't Neville think this is dragging people into trouble?
Edward seemed to understand his thoughts and explained, "If there were no platforms like Tangbao, if they wanted to get ahead, they would have to be slept with by all the people who were higher than them in the film and television industry, and it would be free, without any financial reward. As for whether they could get the role, it all depends on the other party's moral standards. From what I have learned, the morals of most bastards in Hollywood are basically zero."

Neville understood: "So they're going to sleep with people for free and end up poor?"

Edward still remembered the information he had just seen from Campos: "There are too many young and beautiful actresses who have been in Hollywood for a few years and can't even pay the rent. Food becomes a problem and they become street prostitutes. Not everyone is like Naomi Watts, who can meet David Lynch who likes her petite figure when she is in her 30s."

"Hearing what you said, I suddenly have a sacred sense of mission." Bart is also a wonderful person. He followed Edward's rhythm and said, "Sugar Baby Company must save the boys and girls who are trapped in the dire straits at the bottom of Hollywood!"

Edward scratched his head, "Boy?"

Hawke added: "Paying users of the Sugar Baby website can not only have a Sugar Daddy, but also a Sugar Mommy."

Bart smiled and said, "The company did not develop smoothly in the first six months after its establishment. The reason is that Cambridge is not a good place. The city is too small and there are no high-quality resources."

Hawke thought for a moment and said, "You should go to the San Fernando Valley more often. Although the early Hollywood actor-production company contract system is implemented there, there are still a large number of freelance actors who are also potential users of Sugar Baby."

Neville had thought about this problem a long time ago: "It will be much easier for us to find people in this area if the company moves to Los Angeles."

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South Broadway Street, Burbank.

Coming out of Disney Studios, Alice walked towards the parking lot with her head down and listlessly.

A girl came over and asked her, "How was the audition?"

Alice shook her head: "She was rejected."

"Me too, I was cut from another crew." The girl sighed.

The two of them felt a sense of sympathy.

Alice asked, "Didn't you sleep with the assistant casting director?"

"There were three men and a dozen girls messing around together." The girl was used to it: "They just gave us a chance to audition." Alice said as she walked away: "I'm about the same as you. For these small roles with about five lines, you have to pay a price if you want to audition."

Both of them are beautiful, but if they want to get key roles, sleeping alone is not enough.

Playing around with others, like acting, is the most basic ticket to the circle.

Alice came to Hollywood at the age of 18. More than seven years have passed. She has been accompanied by both men and women, but the only thing she got was to get rid of her status as a temporary actor and become a small actor qualified to compete for lines.

There are too many actresses like her in Los Angeles.

Alice said goodbye to the girl, drove a cheap Toyota that had been used for who knows how many years, turned out of Nanbowei Street, and headed north.

Before long, she was in the valley where Burbank meets the San Fernando Valley.

This is an older urban area with many apartment buildings.

The Toyota stopped next to an apartment building. Alice picked up her bag and got out of the car. She locked the car door with the mechanical key and entered the apartment building.

At the entrance of the building, there was a fat white old lady sitting. As soon as she saw Alice, she reminded her: "You've been late for the rent for a week."

Alice stopped and put on a pitiful look: "My salary will be paid soon, give me a little more time."

The old lady didn't have bad intentions. She just said, "Find a proper job. I can help you find one. Two jobs will be enough for you to survive in this city."

Alice said nothing and went upstairs with her head down.

The profession of Hollywood actor is, in some ways, like some kind of special profession. It may be successful to open your legs, but it is too difficult to close them again.

It is for this reason that Alice, who has been an actor for more than seven years, has too high a sunk cost.

She walked up to the third floor and found someone waiting in the stairwell.

Andre, wearing a suit, smiled at her and said, "How are you thinking about it?"

Alice looked unhappy: "I'm not interested in your industry!"

Andre is an agent, but his job mainly serves the Sacred Valley: "I have come into contact with many grassroots actresses. In fact, some stars in the Sacred Valley first came to Hollywood wanting to be stars, but you should know how cruel the reality is after being here for so many years."

Alice was silent.

Andre looked at her long legs and big breasts. This kind of audience liked it very much. He said, "Face the reality, Alice. Think about it carefully. In Hollywood, you can only sleep with people. In Hollywood, you can only be prostituted by those bastards. In the Holy Valley, you can get high pay. You will also become famous and rich. With your conditions and acting skills, you will soon be famous all over the United States."

He emphasized: "Do you know how much the front-line workers in this industry earn? Added together, they can make millions of dollars a year!"

Alice was really moved at this moment, because what the other party said was true. How many times had she been raped in Hollywood? She couldn't even count them.

As for the fact that many films in the Sacred Valley need to develop some areas, it’s not a big deal.

Because in Hollywood, everything that can be used has already been used many times.

The reason why Alice refused was because of her remaining self-esteem.

It was not easy to make such a decision. Alice thought for a moment and said, "Give me some time to think about it."

Andre was sure that the opponent's psychological defenses were about to collapse, and he couldn't stimulate him too much at this time, otherwise it would be bad to arouse a rebellious psychology.

"Call me when you've made up your mind." He went downstairs, turned around and said, "This is a rare opportunity. DP is going to make a big movie. You can star with many first-line stars and become a hit."

"Thank you." Alice turned into the corridor in a daze, took out the key to open the door, entered the room, sat down on the sofa, and stared blankly at the wall like a zombie.

In the past seven years, not counting the middle and low-level staff of the crew, she has worked with at least dozens of celebrity-level figures and senior management personnel. Each of them spoke nicely but changed their expressions when they put on their pants.

The morals of those scumbags in Hollywood are far below the social average.

Suddenly, the phone rang. Alice took out the phone with a cracked screen and answered the call: "Hello, this is Alice Cossen."

The man on the other end said, "Remember me? We met once. I have a big deal to discuss with you, worth $10."

Alice thought of the woman she had met before and was attracted by the figure of $10: "You can tell me the location."

(End of this chapter)