Edward Nobel nodded: "Not bad. It's just a region. I think so. We can't pull people from the East, but we can start with Westerners. There are many Western players, so it's impossible to pull them over at once, so we start from a young place."

"You mean, let's pull the good horses in California first?" I understood what Edward Nobel meant.

It's also true. The rice needs to be eaten one bite at a time.

Edward Nobel shook his head: "California is also a bit big, I think we can start with Los Angeles first."

"Let's start in Los Angeles?" This sounds interesting and has a strong operability.

Edward Nobel showed a smug smile on his face and said, "Boss, Los Angeles is one of the two major horse racing cities in California. The rich people here like horse racing. They all like to raise horse racing. Although the horse racing level in Los Angeles cannot be compared with the eastern part, it can be considered a top-notch in West Lake. I think you might as well come forward and invite some famous players to participate in the competition, preferably those famous ones, and then we play it on TV. This will definitely improve the reputation of our competition. With such an beginning, the rest of the work will be easier."

"The reason why those first-class horse racing doesn't participate in the competition is because the guys who raise horses think that our place is of low level. As long as some famous horse racing races participate in the competition, it will attract a group of people to join in, and then they can use Los Angeles as a base to expand to the entire West."

"We might as well make a three-step plan. The first step is to make the St. Moses horse racing the top card in the Los Angeles horse racing, and then the representatives

The highest level in Fornia. The second step is to make the top-level events in St. Moses’s horse racing, and the last one, to enter the entire United States.”

"This kind of plan is highly operational and easy to achieve."

I agree with Edward Nobel's statement.

"Edward, your plan is very good. I thought things too simple before. I just did what you said." I laughed.

But Elephant Dowd Nobel was a little worried.

"Boss, I'll have an idea. But if I can pull in the excellent Los Angeles horse race in, I'll have no choice."

I stood up, walked to the window and looked at the sky outside for a while, and then laughed.

"Boss, do you have a way?" Kava asked.

I spread my hands and said, "I think we might as well put our goals a little bit smaller and start with this Hollywood."

"Starting from Hollywood?" Kava and Edward Nobel both didn't understand.

I smiled and said, "Those high-level horse racing people don't want to participate in the St. Moses race. They just think that our grades are low and look down on the inferior horses participating in the competition. They think it's a shame to compete with them. So if they change their minds, they must feel that they are very proud of participating in such competitions. right?"

"Not bad." Kava and Edward Nobel nodded.

I squeezed my eyes and said, "If these guys think they can participate in a competition, there are no wonder there are two situations. One is that the level of the competition is very high, and the other is that this event is very distinctive and eye-catching. We cannot meet the standard in the front, but the one in the back is our specialty."

"The people in Hollywood are undoubtedly the most star-shining people in the United States. Compared to the glory, other Americans are no match for them, no matter they are nobles or others. In Hollywood, there are many people who like horse racing. Needless to say, such as Marskolov, Adolf Chuck, Fox, Sam Warner, etc., all of them raise horses in the manor and are regular visitors to the horse racing field. It would be a pity if you don't use such a good resource."

"Boss, do you mean a Hollywood star game!?" Edward Nobel's eyes suddenly shone.

I laughed: "Think about it, if stars, bosses and others in major Hollywood film companies appear on the stadium, and those horse racing fighters in the competition are raised, the people will not like to watch such competitions? Will such competitions make the horse racing people whose eyes grow over their heads feel excited!?"

"Hahaha! Boss, this idea is good! That's great! I'm sure that after such a competition, first-class horses in Los Angeles will definitely flock to you!" Kava was so happy that she couldn't stop.

"Boss, I've left the TV broadcast to me, but if you want to gather those celebrities to participate, you have to come forward." Edward Nobel said to me.

"Okay. I'm responsible for this matter." I laughed.

Edward Nobel and I decided to start a Hollywood Stars Game in just a few words.

After the matter was decided, just as I was worried about how to find an excuse to bring the guys from Hollywood together, something happened to me.

October 8. The American economy showed a long and endless prosperity. On this day, Herbert Hoover gave a speech on the radio, saying: 'We have not achieved our goal yet, but we have the opportunity to follow the policies of the past eight years and continue to move forward. With the help of God, we will soon see that the day of expelling poverty from this country is ahead!'

Hoover's speech represents the United States' great longing for society at this time. Under his speech, all walks of life in the United States were in unprecedented excitement, and all walks of life were celebrating and carrying out various commemorative activities.

Most of these commemorative activities are a review of how busy and how prosperous the development of various industries is, and how busy and how brilliant it is.

Oil, automobiles, industry, etc. Some large industries and enterprises are fiddling with these commemorative activities to fully demonstrate how bright the future of the United States is now and how bright the future of their industry is.

On October 10th, Herbert Hoover flew to Los Angeles in person.

The US president came not to visit Hollywood, nor to spend a long time with his old friends, but to attend a major commemorative event.

This year marks the 50th anniversary of the invention of the electric light. In order to commemorate the invention of Edison, the Los Angeles Municipal Government took the initiative to hold a grand commemoration event.

It is naturally meaningful about why Herbert Hoover chose such an activity.

In his opinion, the electric lamp is a symbol of light. It was invented and brought out humanity from the darkness of thousands of years. This symbol is appropriately gentle with the current prosperity of the United States, so it is naturally meaningful to hold such commemorative activities in a big way.

The gray-haired Edison was picked up from the sanatorium. In addition to Los Angeles' celebrities, major chaebols such as Henry Ford, the boss of Ford Motor Company, also attended the commemorative event. Representatives of major consortiums and journalists from major media... The lobby of the Los Angeles Municipal Government was squeezed firmly.

"Ladies and gentlemen. Today, we hold a commemoration for the greatest invention in human history! Fifty years ago, it was this invention that brought humanity out of the darkness and made our lives rich and colorful!"

"We say thank you to Mr. Edison! Thank you for bringing us light! Thank God for letting this invention land on earth!"

"The United States is now like the light in the hall today, shining brightly! The United States is experiencing an extremely beautiful era! Americans are enjoying a prosperous and permanent era! Such an era has never been before!"

"We have the confidence to live a happy paradise in a few years!"

Herbert Hoover's speech was indeed as expected.

Such commemorative activities are just an excuse.

After Hoover spoke, the gray-haired Edison was supported to the podium by someone and expressed his thoughts. It was nothing more than gratitude to people and pride for this invention.

After such a programmed thing ends, the cocktail party begins and everyone starts to eat, drink and have fun.

all

All the love is very good. At the cocktail party, we chatted and laughed happily.

"Andre, I finally got here. I wonder if you have any arrangements?" Hoover saw me and gave me a warm hug.

"There are arrangements. It's too straightforward to have such a commemorative event, regardless of you. "I laughed.

Herbert Hoover smiled helplessly: "There is no way, who made me catch up with such a good era? Andre, look at the United States now, it is simply paradise. Even if I am a president, I will do nothing, and the United States will flourish and become the center of the world."

Looking at Hoover's smug face, I really want to tell him that there will be a catastrophic economic crisis in the near future.

But I told him, can he listen?

"Los Angeles is great! Very good! Every time I come here, I feel different. Calvin is used to staying here now. It makes me envious." After teasing me, Hoover started to joke with Coolidge again.

"Herbert, don't talk to me sarcastically. Tonight, I'll treat you to the Imperial Hotel." Coolidge smirked.

Hoover smiled happily, as a default.

These two bitches are usually like animals, but sometimes they are just animals that think with their lower body.

"I have to stay in Los Angeles for two or three days. There are many arrangements for this at night. But what about the day?" Hoover winked at me.

Looking at his little face, I immediately thought about it.

Damn, if a dignified president appears in my horse racing, wouldn’t it be better!?

"Herbert, there is a good arrangement during the day, but I don't know if you are interested." I put my arms around Hoover's shoulder.

And a group of Coolidges immediately understood what I meant.

“What arrangement?”

"race"

"Horse racing?! There are horse racing in the west too?!" Hoover laughed.

"Of course there is, and it will definitely open your eyes!" I nodded vigorously.

"Okay! That's good! I like watching horse racing the most!" Hoover was very happy.

Then I pulled Hoover to the corner next to me and muttered for a while, then the two of us walked up the steps of the hall.

"Everyone, today is a day worth celebrating! But a cocktail party and a commemorative event, I think it is far from enough." Hoover's words immediately made everyone in the hall focus on his eyes.

"Mr. Corleon just told me something very interesting. The day after tomorrow, in the town of Santia, Mr. Corleon will hold a special horse racing competition to commemorate the contributions Mr. Edison has made to mankind!"

"Everyone, horse racing is a very old sport in the west, and some of you are experts in this field. I will be there in person. I hope you can also participate and let us hold a grand horse racing together!"

Hoover's words immediately made the hall boil.

“Everyone.

This time, our DreamWorks will send our own horse racing, a future horse racing king. If you are dissatisfied, you can challenge our horse racing!” My words undoubtedly add fuel to the fire.

The people below the stage are all well-known people and they like to join in the fun, let alone the fun of the president in person.

"Andre. I will participate in such a horse race! I happened to have an old horse, and I don't know if I can run!" The white-haired Edison was the first to raise his hand to agree. His words made people laugh.

"I also participated. Andre, my 'king' is a thoroughbred horse. I have never lost!" Adolf Chuck's face was flushed with excitement.

Among Hollywood people, he is famous for his love of horse racing.

"Since everyone has this mood, I'll join in the fun." Marskolov naturally wanted to support me.

In fact, I have been to Marskolov's house more than once, and I have also seen the horses he raised more than once. Although I can't understand horses, I know that the horses are definitely not ordinary people based on their appearance.

"I'll participate!"

“I will participate too!”

...

There were constant shouts in the hall.

"Mr. Corleon, I also sign up. Can your horse gallop like your dream factory? You have to ask me about the 'red ball'!" A man's voice suddenly made the hall silent.
Chapter completed!