In Santa Monica, Hawke and Edward entered the safe house and saw Campos waiting here.
The latter saw Hawke and handed over some photos: "Fiona found the girl named Erin at Caltech."
Hawke took it and looked at it. The girl in the photo was about eighteen years old and very beautiful.
Campos added: "According to Fiona's secret inquiries, Erin has been dating a boyfriend outside of school since the beginning of this year. He sometimes drives to the school apartment to pick her up on weekends. According to people who have seen him, he looks very similar. Guerrero committed suicide by jumping off a building."
Hawke hadn't figured out how to detonate this incident yet, so he said directly: "Pay attention to her for a long time, and don't alarm her for the time being."
He said another thing: "What's going on at St. Bian's Church and Welfare School now?"
Campos said: "On the surface, it seems to be the same as before. Garcia and I followed Kingsley in, and we felt that the precautions were much stricter than before."
Hawke hesitated a little, but said: "Check it, don't contact the church, and check it on those children. The last person Kingsley threatened was from Guatemala, which means they have used children from Latin American immigrants more than once."
The reason why he did this was also for the sake of Campos and others.
Humans are not emotionless animals, and Butterfly Company, also from Latin America, must have its own views on this.
Campos was indeed in high spirits: "Boss, what we are best at is checking these things and knowing where to start."
Hawke nodded. Most of the elite members of Butterfly Company had served as police officers in Mexico.
Campos is also a good person and thinks a lot: "What do we really want to find out?"
Hawke said: "Find someone, go to Brazil or Colombia, keep changing locations, and send emails to the media around the world."
"Got it." It's not difficult for Campos to do this.
After coming out of the safe house, Hawke felt inexplicably more relaxed, and even Edward whistled a pleasant ditty.
Campos' side has strong connections with Mexican immigrants, and clues can be found quickly.
Hawke rarely had free time. After returning to the company, Edward came to ask for leave, so he simply gave Edward a day off.
Thinking of the agreement he made with Erica last night, he was going to practice shooting in the afternoon. Before he could ask Erica, a call came over.
Emma Bateson, a broker representing BlackRock's San Francisco branch, will visit in the afternoon to discuss investment matters again.
Hawke had no choice but to cancel his original plan and scrolled through Twitter in the office for a while.
His focus is still on the Ice Bucket Challenge.
As the number of people participating suddenly increased, many unexpected situations occurred.
For example, someone was electrocuted, and bullies from Cleveland poured ice water mixed with cigarette butts, mud, and vomit on their classmates.
The latter, in particular, attracted a lot of attention on Twitter.
Hawke thought for a while and forwarded the video directly to Tom Cruise.
No one can put an end to this kind of bullying on campus.
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Venice, Manhattan Beach.
The afternoon sun was shining brightly. Edward drove his Audi A8 to the outside of the beach, turned into the parking lot, and quickly found Michael riding a motorcycle.
Michael wore a headscarf and looked at the beauties in swimsuits on the opposite beach with a melancholy face, his face full of yearning.
Edward walked over slowly and asked, "Where are they?"
Michael pointed to the place where a group of beauties gathered and said: "Did you see the long-haired woman wearing an orange bikini there? The one with the best figure is Maria Collins, and the one next to her is wearing a green polka-dot swimsuit. The girl is her daughter Dorothy ”
He specifically explained: "I asked specifically that today is Dorothy's class' beach day."
"Beach day?" Edward turned the motorcycle rearview mirror and looked at Hei Xiaoshuai's style: "I like this swimsuit day."
Michael was puzzled: "Savior, you are now considered a high-income earner. There are so many beautiful women in Los Angeles, why do you want to find someone who is so old, divorced and has a child?"
Edward patted the handlebar of his motorcycle: "You don't understand how good they are at this age, they are not as good as those young girls. No matter what position you want, they will use it, and they will actively cooperate. Do you understand? Do you know what emotional value is? Women of this age will help you maximize your emotional value.”
Michael's will is unwavering: "I still like young people, eighteen years old is best."
Edward didn't bother to talk to him, picked up his beach bag, and walked towards the locker room.
Putting on his beach pants, he stood in front of the changing mirror and admired his tanned body.
For more than a year, Edward has been doing physical training and firearms training with Hawke. It is not necessarily how strong he is, but his muscle lines are still relatively obvious.
There were bursts of noise outside.
Edward put on his beach shoes, hurried out, and quickly found his target. He ignored Maria Collins, who was wearing an orange-red bikini. The woman was surrounded by attentive men.
His eyes fell on Dorothy.
As a good man with rich experience in this field, Edward knows very well that as long as he takes care of the child, he is very close to taking care of the mother.
Edward did not attack rashly, but waited for the opportunity.
Children are always full of energy, and energy sometimes brings instability in places with many people.
Finally, Edward got his chance.
Dorothy followed another girl and ran towards the sea. The two were running and playing without noticing an ATV approaching.
Edward walked quickly into the crowd and quickly approached Dorothy. The person driving the ATV was also a child. He was driving very fast. The car seemed to be out of control and rushed towards the crowd.
The crowd dispersed, and Dorothy was dragged down by her companions and fell on the beach.
The companion ran away on his own.
Edward hurried forward, grabbed her arm and ran, shouting: "Go! Hurry up!"
There was a roar of a motor from behind, and when Dorothy looked back, she found that the ATV had almost hit the spot where she had just fallen.
Edward dragged her and continued running: "It's not safe here, let's go to higher ground!"
Dorothy ran off her shoes, but dared not let go of Edward's hand until she ran up the steps to the open-air shower.
Edward stopped at this time and asked: "Are you not injured?"
Dorothy was panting and took a while to catch her breath and replied: "I'm fine."
She looked up at Edward and said timidly: "Thank you for saving me."
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"It's a small thing, just convenient." Edward waved his hand and asked: "Where are your parents?"
Dorothy recovered from the panic: "Yes, mom, where is my mom."
There was some chaos on the beach. The ATV finally stopped. Many parents were looking for their relatives.
Dorothy saw Maria in the crowd and waved over there: "Mom! Mom!"
Maria, who is tall and has long legs, followed the sound and found her daughter. She ran over and hugged Dorothy: "My dear, you are scaring me to death."
"I'm fine." Dorothy pointed to Edward quietly: "This gentleman saved me. If he hadn't pulled me up from the ground and brought me here, I would have been hit by that car."
Maria was wearing a bikini and took the initiative to say thank you: "Thank you, thank you for your help to Dorothy."
Edward smiled and said: "It's just a help, you're welcome."
Although there was a black man in front of her, Maria's ex-husband's team was full of black people. She was not disgusted with black people. Instead, she thought the man in front of her looked handsome when he smiled.
Edward took a step back and pointed at Dorothy: "It's safe now. She's in your hands. Goodbye."
Maria quickly stopped him: "No, you can't go like this, you saved Dorothy..."
The two sides started to pull together, and finally walked to the locker room together.
Edward came out of the locker room and put on a pair of designer clothes. He works as a senior executive at Twitter and has developed a confident temperament. Even what he drove out of the parking lot was the latest high-end Audi A8. .
The perfect style of a successful person.
Needless to say, things like clothing and bicycle frames can effectively reduce the cost of communication between people.
When Maria and Edward met again, the two exchanged contact information smoothly.
The former also took the initiative to invite the latter to have dinner together to express his gratitude.
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Twitter Inc., reception room on the fourth floor.
The second official contact between Emma Bateson and Hawke was still difficult to reach an agreement.
BlackRock and Twitter have irreconcilable differences on the most core issue.
The former requires the latter to maintain a consistent tone on major public opinions.
But this is impossible for Hawke to agree to.
The basis for cooperation does not exist, and there is no point in continuing the discussion.
Emma Bateson said goodbye and went straight downstairs.
Hawke left the reception room and came to the office. He stood in front of the window and watched the commercial car start below.
Will BlackRock try to get it in other ways if it doesn't get it at the negotiating table?
Hawke did not make guesses, only took precautions. He made a phone call and said: "Have someone follow Emma Bateson around the clock."
Matters in the mall are never limited to being solved in the mall’s way.
In the driving commercial car, Emma Bateson took out her mobile phone, dialed Douglas's number, and said: "The work here is not doing the best, I tried my best to persuade Hawke Osmond and BlackRock cooperation, but he ultimately refused.”
Douglas was also mentally prepared: "They ultimately rejected BlackRock's good intentions."
Emma said directly: "Because the positions are different."
Douglas understood the meaning of this and said: "My business plane will fly to Los Angeles in two hours. In this way, you wait for me at the hotel, and we will meet again after I arrive in Los Angeles."
"Okay, I'm staying at the Beverly Hyatt Hotel." Emma took the initiative to report the room number.
Douglas responded and hung up the phone.
In recent times, Twitter has triggered a strong response around the world, and its influence is visibly growing.
BlackRock is bound to win.
This is closely related to the turnaround plan formulated by BlackRock and Vanguard International for the entire Donkey Party. (End of chapter)