The Wolf of Los Angeles.

Chapter 15: Killing Two Birds with One Fish

The black sedan drove towards the Great Salt Lake Cinema. Damian, who was watching from the side of the road, made a phone call and reported the license plate number.

George, who has no idea about high-end business warfare, only wants to make Eric look bad.

The other party ruined his screening, so he would also ruin the other party's screening.

With a ready-made case in front of him, George didn't even have to think about it, he just did it.

"He didn't come to the front gate, he went to the backyard." Someone on the roadside called Hawke.

In the corridor, Hawke received a call, took a handheld camera, and ran to the backyard with his men. He said to Bearded Man, Larson and others, "Someone is coming, hide well."

The bearded man chuckled: "I won't drink your black coffee for nothing."

Hawke stood in front of the rear window, turned on the camera, adjusted the lens, and filmed the backyard.

Eric was confused: "Is this also part of creating the atmosphere for watching movies?"

"Let me show you a good show." Hawke made a gesture to silence him.

The money has not been collected yet, customer satisfaction is very important.

Eric waited for a moment, and saw two objects fly over the low wall in the backyard one after another, and then his archenemy George jumped over the wall and came in.

George picked up the wooden bat and unlatched the safety pin on the onboard fire extinguisher.

He swung the bat and knocked down the abandoned Christmas tree that was blocking his way, raised the fire extinguisher in his hand, found the heat dissipation window of the distribution room, and strode towards that direction.

The bearded man came around from the side of the distribution room, quietly approached George, and launched a brutal charge.

With a plop, George fell on his butt.

He let out a weird scream, his hands automatically let go of the bat and the fire extinguisher, and he rolled back and forth holding his buttocks as if he was being severely tortured.

The bearded man was stunned, raised his hands and said, "It wasn't me, it wasn't me."

George regretted very much that he should not have agreed to wear the bald head all day.

At this moment, he felt like he was dying.

Hawke turned off the camera and called the theater owner Mason: "A bastard tried to destroy your power distribution room, and we caught him."

George was still tumbling, looking extremely miserable.

Eric grabbed Hawke's hand and laughed, feeling very happy: "Great! Great! Brother, you helped me vent my anger!"

Hawke said, "Let the camera last a while longer. I want to transfer what I shot."

"You like it? Here it is for you." Eric was obviously not joking, pointing at George who was tumbling around, he said, "You have to accept it, that's all, this camera is not enough!"

At this moment, Eric was relieved of his stress. He felt relaxed and happy. He didn't even care about the movie anymore. He added, "Even if we can't sell the movie rights in the end, I will still pay you 2% of the production cost."

Anyway, he didn't pay for it, so at most he would just have to lick his ass for a few more nights.

Mason arrived at this time, asked a few questions, and called the police.

Hawke reminded: "These are limited to the backyard, don't affect the front."

Mason received an extra sum of money from Eric and was very cooperative: "Don't worry, the police officers are all our own."

In a small town, there is human kindness everywhere.

Hawke borrowed Eric's computer and transferred the video to the storage disk he provided.

Back in the backyard, the police and ambulance arrived.

Hawke provided the video as evidence, and Mason took out the temporary security agreement for the theater that he had just signed ten minutes ago.

There will be no trouble with a beard.

George, wailing, was lying on a stretcher and was carried into the ambulance.

"What's going on?" someone asked.

The medical staff gestured with both hands: "It's terrible, it's estimated to be at least seven inches, all in, may God bless him."

As soon as the ambulance and police car left, a female reporter with a badge on her chest rushed over, blocked the door and asked Mason: "What happened?" Mason shook his head: "Jinna, you are too slow. You can't even catch the hottest news."

Hawke glanced at the cameraman behind him, then glanced at her tag in front of the airport, and said to the others, "You go back first, I'll talk to her for a few words."

Jinna shook hands with Hawke and showed her tag: "Jinna Enke, local, Salt Lake City Channel 7 reporter."

Hawke shook the camera in his hand: "I have big news here. A bastard wants to destroy the theater's power distribution room..."

Jinna was very happy: "50 dollars, I'll take the video."

"Can you please listen to me?" Hawke continued, "This bastard is a director and has a feature film participating in this film festival. He is jealous of his peers' works, so he came here to disrupt the screening."

Jinna smelled greater news value.

Hawke said: "Such a scandal happened at the Sundance Film Festival, which would cause a sensation in the entire film industry and even the entire entertainment industry. My time is precious. If you don't want to pay $1000, I will contact reporters from Fox or CBS."

Jinna pointed at the camera and said, "Let me take a look first."

Hawke took her to the computer and played the video, specifically mentioning the terrifying seven inches.

George's destruction of the theater's power distribution box was worth only $50 at most.

But with the director's identity and the Sundance Film Festival, the value has increased more than tenfold.

This is the first time such a high-end business war has occurred in the 18 years since the Sundance Film Festival was held.

Jinna called for instructions and temporarily borrowed $1000 from Mason to buy the video from Hawke.

Back in the cinema lobby, Brand, who had been following, ignored the pain in his mouth and said softly, "I realize that I don't really know you, Hawke. You have almost taken all the benefits that can be obtained."

Hawke smiled and said, "We are partners, and you will get your share of the benefits."

Brand closed his mouth and thought seriously.

He had a feeling that if he could learn half of Hawke's skills, student loans wouldn't be a problem.

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At the Crystal Cinema, four cars drove up and stopped on the side of the road.

Robert Reiner, wearing a woolen coat, came to the entrance of the cinema with his assistant and four men.

Catherine, who got out of the last BMW, stopped at the bottom of the stairs.

There was no one from the crew to greet them, just a man in a cowboy hat, walking up and down the steps.

Robert frowned, looking slightly displeased.

Because the theater had a power outage and was facing multiple crews defaulting on their contracts, the boss was getting annoyed. When he saw so many people coming, he said impatiently, "The theater has a power outage. There are no screenings today. Go somewhere else to watch a movie."

Robert turned to look at his assistant.

The assistant quickly said, "I'll call and ask."

Robert waved his hand: "No, let's go."

A subordinate came over and pointed to the bottom of the stairs: "Boss, Catherine has been waiting."

Robert paused for a moment, then walked towards Catherine and said amiably, "You, like your father, will not give up until you achieve your goal. Okay, lead the way."

Catherine smiled and said as if nothing had happened, "Uncle Robert, this way, it's not far, and it will only take a few minutes to drive there."

Four cars left and headed straight for the Great Salt Lake Cinema.

Along the way, the assistant was very careful and didn't dare to say a word. He could see that the boss was very dissatisfied with him.

The assistant hated the agent.

Different from the deserted Crystal Cinema, several people from the Great Salt Lake crew were waiting on the roadside, and greeted them enthusiastically when they saw the convoy.

Catherine made introductions for both sides.

Robert glanced at the entrance of the theater, where audiences were entering one after another. He said, "No need to rush for anything else. Let's watch the movie first."

(End of this chapter)