The Wolf of Los Angeles.

Chapter 48: The Unbearable Hero Saves the Beauty
William Morris Agency, Beverly Hills.

Edward walked into the front hall, shrugging and twisting his body constantly, as if the black suit he was wearing severely restricted his personal freedom.

Hawke finished talking to the receptionist, came over and slapped him on the back, saying, "Be serious, you are a senior manager now, representing the face and image of the company."

Edward's face almost fell. "Boss... No, Boss, you can let me be a gangster, a gang member, a criminal, or even a dealer, but I will never be a senior manager of a studio."

"Don't feel guilty. You have a cold face the whole time. You don't need to say anything." Hawke encouraged him: "When you go out, your identity is given by yourself. Be confident."

Edward straightened his face and tried to look serious.

Hawke greeted him and followed the receptionist upstairs to a small meeting room.

The pretty trainee agent opened the door and said, "Please wait a moment. Mr. Johnson and Ms. Garcia have finished communicating with the crew and will be here soon."

Hawke walked in and found a woman sitting in the conference room.

This person had blonde hair shawled over her shoulders, was wearing Chanel, carrying an Hermès bag, and her makeup was as exquisite as that of a female star walking on the red carpet of the Oscars.

Hawke had met her once, Sarah Parker's publicist, who had once staged the coke attack.

Carolyn Jones raised her long blond eyebrows, wondering, "Wyoming redneck, why are you here?"

She immediately responded: "You are the one working with Dawn?"

Hawke said bluntly: "Hello, Peacock, I didn't expect to meet you here."

Caroline responded sharply: "A paparazzi actually wants to be an operator?"

"Because I have a quick mind and outstanding abilities." Hawke shrugged and pulled out a chair to sit directly opposite her: "Unlike some people who may look young and beautiful, but actually have heads full of rocks."

In the last confrontation, Caroline was completely defeated. She didn't dwell on it. She changed the track, circled with one hand, and moved back and forth on the index finger of the other hand: "It is said that cowboys in Wyoming like to get sheep in the mountains."

Hawke said calmly: "It's you, Miss Sheep."

Caroline pushed the ground lightly and the swivel chair moved back. Her two slender legs in beige trousers were spread apart and placed on the conference table with a clatter. The red high heels on her feet kept clicking like praying mantises.

The pants were too fitted, and they gave off a faint impression of a certain part of the camel.

"Baa, baa..." She made a sheep-like sound and hooked her finger at Hawke: "Come on, do you dare?"

Hawke really didn't dare. If this woman falsely accused him of sexual harassment, the man would be in great danger.

The false accusation was innocent, but the man had to endure too much to clear his name.

Hawke took out his Nokia 7650, pointed it at the wall behind Caroline, and pressed the camera button: "I want to take a picture of the decorative painting on the wall, don't block it."

Caroline didn't expect that the other party was even more shameless than her, so she quickly closed her legs.

Before he could close his legs, the door to the conference room opened from the outside and Danny and Johnson came in one after another.

When the former saw Caroline's appearance, he couldn't help but say, "Hey, honey, I called you here to work, not to let you be horny to men."

Caroline glanced at the sturdy woman who was almost twice as thick as her and said, "Just playing a little game."

Johnson sat on Hawke's side and introduced: "This is my publicist, Carolyn Jones of Full Speed ​​​​PR; this is Hawke Osment, the founder of West Coast Media Entertainment Studio."

He whispered to Hawke, "According to the PR contract, I am involved in media and publicity matters and must inform Caroline."

Hawke was so shameless: "Caroline and I are old friends." He asked Johnson: "Have you communicated with the crew?"

"Yes," Johnson said. "Producer Stephen Sommers agrees with our plan."

According to the contract, if the crew agrees, the agreement will automatically take effect.

Hawke was not vague at all. He stood up and walked to the front of the conference table. He pulled over a whiteboard and clapped his hands: "Everyone, the meeting is now in session."

Edward distributed the detailed plan he brought to several people.

Dany and Caroline stopped whispering and everyone looked towards Hawke.

Hawke picked up a carbon pen and wrote a line on the whiteboard - Hero saves the beauty!
As vulgar as the prodigal son.

Hawke said: "When Dwayne was in professional wrestling, his nickname was The Rock. He looked as reliable as a rock, but he had a friendly smile."

Caroline raised the pen in her hand and said, "I have professionally designed this smile and have been trained for a long time."

Hawke nodded slightly and asked, "Isn't it correct that the route you designed for Dwayne is that of an action star?"

Dani responded, "Yes, Dwayne's acting skills are average. With his resume, action scenes like Schwarzenegger are most suitable."

At work, Caroline was not vague at all, as if nothing had happened just now, and added: "For this reason, I did a lot of image design for Dwayne to highlight his strong and reliable characteristics, such as highlighting masculine characteristics in any occasion."

Johnson said openly, "The idea of ​​stuffing socks in the crotch came from Caroline's suggestion." "Good idea." Hawke did not bring his emotions into the work, and continued, "Dwayne's new play, The Scorpion King, is different from the villain Scorpion King he played in The Mummy Returns. This is a positive role that ends dictatorship and tyranny and saves the people from danger. He is a hero on the screen."

He circled the hero on the whiteboard with a pen: "This kind of role requires special requirements. The image off the screen must not be the opposite of that. If you are a hero in the film, but a sissy in private..."

Caroline said, "I agree with this guy."

Dany was nodding as well.

Hawke said: "The specific design is like this: at the location we chose, a lady who was shopping was robbed by several bad black men."

Danny and Caroline's eyes fell on Edward.

Edward's face was grim and he said nothing.

Hawke continued: "Dawn happened to be there, and he fought back the blacks, and was caught on camera."

In his previous life, a heroic doctor used this method to promote a superhero movie he starred in before it was released, and the effect was very good.

Caroline continued, "Why not go one step further and have Dawn fight off the black man with the gun..."

"Wait!" Johnson interrupted her, "Don't be ridiculous. If I see a gun, I will definitely run away. I only have one life."

Hawke asked him, "What ratio do you think is reasonable?"

Johnson considered it for a moment: "One against three grown men, any more would be too much."

"Okay." Hawke looked at Edward and said, "Find the three most professional people in our team to take on this important task."

Edward kept Hawke's words in mind and nodded vigorously, although he was confused. Aren't there just two of us in the team?
Caroline was very focused on her work: "I'll contact the TV station..."

"No, we can't use TV stations." Hawke raised his hand to interrupt her and said, "TV stations are not realistic enough and it's easy to get out of control."

He has a strong sense of responsibility: "I will personally take photos from a passerby's perspective and then send them to Channel 11. I have a very good relationship with the "Midnight Entertainment" program, which has a very high ratings."

Edward and Hawke worked in perfect harmony and took out their special correspondent cards.

"Paparazzi." Although she was muttering in her heart, Caroline thought about it and decided that this was undoubtedly the best way to deal with it. She asked, "You sold the video to Channel 11?"

Hawke said seriously: "I can guarantee that the video will be broadcast on Midnight Entertainment. With the ratings of this program, it will definitely be reprinted by most entertainment media the next day."

Dany and Caroline looked at each other and nodded.

Hawke added: "You are more professional than me in mobilizing the media to reprint, widely report, and then build momentum."

Caroline didn't refuse: "This is my job."

Johnson asked, "When will it start?"

"My people need to prepare and decide on a suitable venue." Hawke said, "Three days later."

Johnson looked at Dani, who checked Johnson's schedule and said, "The day after tomorrow afternoon, we were originally planning to have a street shoot with Dawn, but I'm going to cancel it."

Ordinary street shots can’t be this exciting.

Hawke reminded: "The prepayment of $3 should arrive in one hour."

Johnson asked, "So anxious?"

Hawke explained simply: "We can't go to areas with chaotic public security. What if a fake show attracts a group of real robbers? Your safety is not guaranteed. But in areas with good public security, patrol cars are relatively dense. What if we suddenly encounter LAPD patrols during filming? I have to deal with LAPD first. Public relations costs money."

There are no children here, so you know that it takes real money to get through the LAPD.

Johnson called and asked the accountant to transfer the money as soon as possible.

Hawke discussed further details with Johnson and left William Morris for more than an hour.

Johnson goes to see Hawk off.

Caroline and Dany were the only ones left in the meeting room.

Caroline asked, "Can I know how much you paid him for this business?"

Dani said, "8 dollars."

Caroline picked up the bag: "It's worth the price."

Danny also thought it was a good deal because Johnson's salary for this film was as high as 550 million US dollars.

(End of this chapter)