novelraw Chapter 164
Chapter 164
"Don Conkey—"
"At first, he was a slick Hollywood tabloid reporter, with a wide range of sources of information, and he was able to eat both black and white."
"He used to work for Lucy Spiller, the editor-in-chief of NOW, but then he was so tortured by drug addiction and mental illness that he had to go to rehab in Arizona, where he met Robert Jr. The Downey gang."
"It is rumored that many Hollywood stars are his informants, including big stars like Josie Horton and Robert Downey Jr., but for some reason, this guy suddenly lost interest in Hollywood and ran to the San Francisco Bay Area Mixed for a while, and then there is this short report that we are seeing now."
Investigator Richard Todd pointed to the stack of documents that was almost an inch long, and leaned back in his chair: "This is all we know, Chuck, there must be someone behind this guy who provided information for this." However, several hedge funds entered the market when they were short-selling, and Don Conkey worked for many similar companies in the Bay Area. It is hard to say whether this is pure peer competition or whether RIET just hit the Internet."
"At least the series of problems pointed out in the report are true." Chuck Rhodes glanced at ten lines, "Rick Wilson was just an unknown actor in Hollywood before, and one of RIET's deputy was his boyfriend and one was his relative. It's really a technology company. And this kind of company has attracted nearly 6000 million US dollars in investment? I don't believe that those investors are fools, not to mention that David Geffen is so cunning that he can swallow the insurance money for art theft. "
"So, there is still time for the report by Amber Lawrence to see the light of day again?" Richard Todd asked keenly.
Chuck Rhodes raised his eyes, closed the document in his hand, and said, "Find someone to keep an eye on David Geffen and Rick Wilson."
Richard Todd's eyes lit up, and he made a gesture of no problem.
——In fact, he has already grasped the information he wants from the performance of Chuck Rhodes.
"Oh, so David Geffen is going to die? It shouldn't be. Although the funder behind him lost a lot of money on RIET's listing project, Geffen has been in Hollywood for many years, and he may spend his old age peacefully. no problem--"
"The problem is not that he attacked Rick Wilson, but what did he do to anger everyone?"
Richard Todd was talking to himself.
And his boss, Chuck Rhodes, glanced at him and asked, "How about the informant on Aix's side?"
"Don Conkey did contact the hedge fund experts we are investigating before RIET was listed." Richard Todd spread his hands, "I very much doubt that the so-called short-selling report is just a confrontation between two opposing parties' capitals. A trial."
The hedge fund expert they were referring to, whose full name was "Bobby Axelrod," also known as "Aix," was a rising star on Wall Street.
Unlike Frank Horton, an increasingly white speculator, young Bobby Akers is radical and dangerous, willing to do anything to make a profit on his investment.
But it is precisely because of this that he is not so slippery, and may be a possible breakthrough.
...
On the other side, Josie was pinching her chin and commenting on the new Mr. Bodyguard in front of her.
"No, this set won't work." She waved her hand, "Next set!"
The former soldier from the U.S. Navy Special Forces had a cold face, but he went in cooperatively and changed into a new set of casual clothes, and turned around amidst the comments of several women.
He is six-foot-two, with black hair and black eyes. He is an Asian mixed-race with no obvious features. He has served in the army for more than ten years. He was recommended to Josie's team by the newly opened Blackwater Security Consulting Company in the United States. Won the most expensive deal in Hollywood so far.
The price of the high annual salary is that besides being responsible for security work, Jason also needs to meet some additional requirements of the client in front of him, such as matching the street style of the other party.
"That's right." Josie nodded, and immediately showed a bright smile.
She recently made a small profit in the stock market, and by the way, she got rid of the enemy's half fortune, and seemed to have caught some really terrible things, so she was in a very beautiful mood, casually put on some light makeup and put on a small skirt , is already too beautiful.
Pair that with the newest accessory - her bodyguard - and wow, it's so cool!
The black Mercedes-Benz big G drove out of the big star's villa in the driving of the black-haired young man, and the young woman and assistant in the back seat of the car were faintly visible, so the paparazzi who were watching at the door swarmed up, accidentally ignoring the car that had just stopped. Another Ford Taurus in the back door.
And this ordinary-looking Taurus galloped all the way, quietly drove into the underground parking lot of the Four Seasons Hotel, and parked in a hidden parking space in a blind spot under surveillance.
The windows of the Ford car were opened, and the Cadillac Fleetwood on the side did so almost at the same time. Don Conkey, who was dressed in formal clothes in the car, was no longer the crazy drug addict he used to be, but a Wall Street elite with a successful career.
"Boss—" Don Conkey said, "Bob Ax is upstairs in the suite."
"Don, I don't see Ax." Josie took out a film box from her jacket pocket, and threw it through the window without getting out of the car.
Inside the Cadillac, Don Conkey opened the lid of the box, took out the rolled memo, and frowned upon seeing it: "What the hell! Rick Wilson actually hid a secret account? So their listing plan is over. It's all a financial fraud, isn't it - but boss, where did you get it?"
"The LA police station is riddled with holes." Josie nodded slightly, "We are running out of time to find a chance to disclose this to the financial prosecutor."
Josie had an important dinner at the Italian restaurant in the Four Seasons Hotel, invited by blood relative Dina Merrill.
In the Eastern way, this lady is Josie's distant aunt, and now her son is in charge of the Horton family business, and Frank Horton is the illegitimate son of a side cousin of hers, who once did not get the family name. acknowledgment.
Dina Merrill, formerly known as Wyah Horton, entered Broadway when she was in her twenties and married into the Rubeauf family behind Colgate Toothpaste. After that, she went to Hollywood and has been tepid. There have been several episodes one after another famous marriage.
By the way, she is also by far the richest actress in the world, not one of them.
However, Josie was not overly envious of the huge wealth inherited by Dina Merrill. Rather than waving a small whip to urge Frank to work hard, she really prefers to cut thorns and thorns by herself, which is more fulfilling.
In the Italian restaurant of the Four Seasons Hotel, Ms. Dina Merrill, who could not tell from her appearance alone, was elegant and noble. She quietly watched Josie take her seat under the guidance of the waiter.
"Sorry, there are some traffic jams on the road." Josie was 10 minutes late and explained out of politeness.
"Don't worry about it." Dina Merrill smiled at Josie and summoned the waiter, "I heard you don't drink much. Would you like some fruit juice or sparkling water?"
"Sparkling water is fine." Josie nodded, and observed Dina Merrill in front of her curiously and politely.
When she was young, this lady was a standard blond stunner, with a square face, high cheekbones and thin lips, plus a height of five feet eight, she was full of beauty.
It’s just that the aesthetics at that time tended to be feminine and charming, and Elizabeth Taylor’s face was the mainstream in Hollywood. In addition, Dina Merrill did not have a strong sense of career, and she kept playing some model wives or wealthy wives repeatedly. The role of the character has never been popular.
And tonight's Dina Merrill is wearing a black dress with only a pair of pearl earrings on her whole body. There is no brand logo, but the fabric and tailoring of the clothes are very textured, and her short gray hair is blown neatly. Meticulous, it seems that her beauty is not afraid of the years and is still charming.
At the same time, Dina Merrill was also looking at the appearance of the so-called miraculous sweetheart lady in front of her.
I have to admit, this is indeed a beauty.
Her facial features and bone structure are already very delicate, and the disappearance of baby fat makes this face less excess skin and flesh, and the lines of the face are more refined and smooth, adding a sense of arrogance and dignity.
This is obviously also related to her increasingly powerful aura.
Luckily and unfortunately, Sugar Ms. May never again be able to play that truly goofy blond sweetheart.
Maybe it wasn't obvious when the blonde hair was styled, but when Josie dyed her black and thick hair, her outline was a little more glamorous and unruly.
Oh, it probably came from her grandmother, a tough woman who drew a gun and scared the shit out of the abuser.
Dina Merrill asked the waiter to pour a glass of champagne, ready to get into the main topic of tonight.
She pushed a gift box on the table towards Josie and said, "Your meeting gift."
In fact, this was a belated gift of adulthood, but the Holden family had never paid attention to Josie before this.
However, the two had a tacit understanding, and Josie readily accepted the pair of opal earrings, and expressed her gratitude and closeness appropriately.
"You should go see Loren." Noticing Josie's expression, Dina Merrill said with a little surprise, "That old lady in the Dakota Mansion on the Upper West Side."
The Dakota Mansion is the place where John Lennon was killed at the time, and it is also the home of the Lennon couple and many celebrities.
Ms. Loren, whose full name is Loren Bacall, is a female star of the golden age who is still involved in the film industry.
Thinking of this, some incoherent images suddenly flashed in Josie's mind: after Lennon was killed, David Geffen with a terrified face was holding the grief-stricken Yoko Ono.
The pampered Geffen was already at the top of the music industry at the time, but what happened in the Lennon case that made him show that expression of panic, panic and fear?
— instead of sadness?
But investigating the case is the job of the police and the FBI. What Josie wants to do now is to have David Geffen put in prison—even if he doesn't have to leave him to spend his old age.
On the surface, Josie just responded with a smile, "Of course, I will go when I have time."
What time is it?
Adult socializing is always tacit.
"Every one of us is proud of what you have achieved." Dina Merrill did not refute, showing approval, raised her glass and said meaningfully: "To Oscar——"
"To Oscar." Josie echoed.
Dina Merrill put down the champagne, her voice was soft and sweet, "I have already learned about the unfair treatment you received in Hollywood. As your elder, I will come forward to get back what you deserve."
Having said that, she paused for a moment, as if to organize her words, and seemed to be waiting for Josie's response.
But Josie didn't even blink her eyes, she just looked back with a pair of clear and bright beautiful eyes, just like how pure and lovely she was in the movie.
"Is there anything you want in particular?" Dina Merrill asked.
"Perhaps, DreamWorks?" Josie waved her hand, her pretty face showing a bit willful, "Oh—don't take it seriously, it's just a joke. They spent so much money and price to fool me, I should pay back Two, no matter who it is, I will come by myself."