The Wolf of Los Angeles.

In the eyes of many people, Hollywood stars and sports stars are fat sheep, and some of them have high incomes that are completely inconsistent with their intelligence.

Over the past few decades, there have been countless entertainment and sports stars who have been defrauded into bankruptcy.

Fiona came up with an idea: "This entrepreneurial project is very suitable for the sisterhood parade. Why don't we try to run it? We can borrow the sisterhood's chickens and lay our own eggs. When we find a male target in the future, we can place the eggs in the right position and serve us."

"We can try." Hawke thought carefully and said, "Hollywood and the film and television industry are extremely important propaganda platforms in the United States. We need to have a certain ability to guide public opinion in this area."

Fiona continued: "Many Hollywood stars are women's rights for the sake of women's rights."

Hawke thought about more and further things. He connected it to the Northward Advance Plan and said, "Go ahead and try it."

Edward quickly interrupted: "I'm just talking, do you really want to do it?"

Hawke ignored him and said to Fiona, "Get a list of Hollywood feminists. I have a use for them. They are mainly women between the ages of 18 and 40, from top stars to minor stars."

Although Fiona didn't know what Hawke was going to do, she responded without hesitation: "I'll sort it out right away when I get home today."

Hawke tapped the long conference table with his fingers, his eyes swept over Fiona, Rosa, and Sora, and said, "I asked you to come here this time mainly to promote a project starting from the second half of the year."

The three of them listened attentively to their boss.

Hawke said quickly, "Los Angeles is the most prosperous place for homosexuality and women's rights in California and even the United States. Your organization should not be limited to Los Angeles and Southern California. You should actively go out and go north! Open up a new battlefield in San Francisco."

Rosa raised the pen in her hand and said, "Boss, the Matthewsing Association has a branch in San Francisco, but due to funding and social environment issues, its development is relatively mediocre."

Sola added: "San Francisco has had more than one shooting incident involving conservatives targeting homosexuals, and the conservative forces there are much stronger than in Los Angeles."

Hawke said: "This just shows that San Francisco has fallen behind the times. Expand the influence of the branch and expand the influence of your respective organizations. Brian's and my foundation will support you financially."

Rosa pondered for a moment and said, "We have no problem here. As long as the funds are in place, we can hold many large-scale campaigns."

When wealth is just a matter of wealth, Hawke shares Fiona’s view that things like women’s rights and LGBTQ must be restricted.

Therefore, the first thing we want to do with BlackRock’s marginalized population plan is to get rid of them.

Money can change people's ideas, broaden their horizons, liberate their thoughts, and support their courage.

When Hawke truly controlled billions of cash flows, his ideas changed completely, and BlackRock's marginalized population plan became his marginalized population plan.

These are all tools that can be used.

"Don't worry, society has a strong tolerance for this." Hawke said calmly: "I have prepared countermeasures here."

Sora asked curiously, "Is it our organization?"

Hawke shook his head slowly, "Not you."

Fiona no longer had any concerns and said, "Feminist organizations dream of expanding their influence. After this incident, my voice in the Sisters March has increased. With the support of the Mexican and black groups, it will not be a problem to promote a series of activities in San Francisco."

As he develops in business and politics, Hawke has decided to vigorously promote social movements.

Taking the traditional track, those old families and forces are all huge behemoths.

Hawke added: "You can do whatever you want. I will back you up. If necessary, I will use force and other means to ensure your safety."

The meeting lasted until almost noon, and Fiona, Rosa and Sora left the security company by boat respectively.

Campos also sent several female members to assist the three people as requested by Hawke.

Before lunch, Edward drove a bulletproof Mercedes-Benz car and took Hawke out for a date.

As the car turned onto the seaside avenue, Hawke asked, "Savior, do you know any black people who are completely marginalized?"

Edward said, "That's me!"

Hawke turned to look at him, not sure what this guy was thinking, and asked, "You?"

"Yes." Edward's words had their own reasons: "The mainstream black people are all in gangs, homeless, traffickers, and run businesses with no capital. People like me who abide by the law and work peacefully are completely non-mainstream among black people."

After hearing this, Hawke seemed to agree with the situation and said, "I'm not talking about that kind of people. I'm talking about those who like to wear strange clothes and are neither male nor female, or have undergone sex reassignment surgery, or have not undergone sex reassignment surgery but like to wear women's clothes."

Edward said, "Yes, there are quite a few in Compton. Many black people come from poor families and have been bullied since childhood. They have older sisters or older brothers who wear whatever clothes they have. Parents don't have the time or energy to teach them correctly. Over time, their self-awareness will be affected."

Before the rise of the LGBTQ+ movement, relatively few children from wealthy families had such problems, and the majority of them were from middle and lower class backgrounds. Hawke asked: "What is their situation?"

"Very bad! No, it should be as bad as it can be." Edward recalled carefully: "Even in a place like Compton where there are scumbags everywhere, these people are at the bottom of the contempt chain. Those homosexuals are one level higher than them."

Hawke nodded slightly and continued to ask: "Do they have a fixed organization?"

Edward hadn't been back to Compton for a long time, so he could only talk about the past: "When I left, there was a bar where they had regular events. Most people wouldn't go there, and if they did, they wouldn't be welcome. Oh...right!"

He recalled one thing: "Because Da Chou was so ugly, he used to hang out with those monsters before he met me. Those people never discriminated against him just because he was so ugly."

Sure enough, there are some geniuses among the black people. I don’t know if it’s because of genes or their generally low education level.

Hawke didn't need to get to the bottom of it and said, "Didn't you set up a foundation? Contact them, fund them, and let them do things for us."

Edward was surprised and said quickly: "Boss, these people are useless. If Compton produces garbage, they are worse than garbage."

Hawke said: "In this society, even a piece of toilet paper has its place."

Edward didn't quite understand, so he simply asked, "How exactly do we do this?"

"Hasn't Ugly dealt with them before?" Hawke remembered Edward mentioned that the Ugly Trio nominally served as managers of the Compton Charitable Foundation he founded, and the legal representative seemed to be Mike, the one who hit the orange sculpture.

After the establishment of this foundation, it has united many black people, but it has not played any role so far.

Hawke simply used it on these people: "Give them a small amount of financial support, help them find jobs, and encourage them to bravely stand up and fight for their own rights."

Edward understood. "Like the gay community?"

Hawke said: "That's right. Only by standing up and saving themselves can the society remember them and tell them that gender identity disorder is not their problem, but the problem of the society."

Edward didn't know how to respond.

The two returned to the company quickly.

Edward called the Ugly Trio.

In less than half an hour, the ugly trio arrived at the Coast Building.

Hawke called them to the small conference room on the 16th floor and talked about some theories that were not too advanced but relatively simple. After all, if they were too complicated, Edward and the Ugly Trio would not be able to handle them at this stage.

When the ugly trio left, Edward walked them downstairs.

Da Chou was totally confused and asked in a low voice: "Savior, what does the big boss want to do?"

Edward scratched his head. "To be honest, I don't really know, but Hawke thinks much further than we do. He must have his reasons for doing this. We just need to do what he's told."

Er Chou agreed: "That's right, follow the big boss, our lives will get better and better."

Sanchou laughed and said, "This is too simple. Have you two forgotten our origins? We are engaged in performance art! If we really talk about this, isn't it just an alternative performance art?"

Edward found these three to be truly talented: "If you do well in this performance art, you may be able to become the leader of a group or team in the future."

The ugly trio happily left the Coast Building.

Upstairs, Hawke stood in front of the French window, looking at the Pacific Ocean in the distance, as if he could see the coast on the other side.

America cannot be allowed to be peaceful. It must be allowed to be in chaos and full of violent conflicts.

Not to mention anything else, only when all classes of American society are in chaos will emerging companies like Twitter and newly emerging rich people like him have a chance to truly reach the top.

Those androgynous monsters and demons are like a whip for beating dogs. If the mad dog is disobedient, they can be used to whip it hard.

Edward knocked on the door and asked, "Boss, what are you going to do with these?"

Hawke said half-seriously, "Savior, it would be great if Capitol Hill, the Pentagon, and the military were filled with people like them."

Edward smiled with two rows of white teeth: "Then we will have good shows to watch every day."

The phone on the desk rang at this time and Hawke answered it.

Brian called: "Do you know Harvey Weinstein? He suddenly asked his Hollywood connections to contact me and want to talk to you and me." (End of this chapter)