American fame and fortune

For a true artist like Jones, Martin specially had a drink with him while expressing his admiration.

Art is a kind of belief, which can make people transcend the world.

Bruce poked Martin from behind and reminded, "Your front left, Jennifer Aniston."

Martin turned his head and saw Aniston was chatting with a woman, and asked, "Why is she here?"

Bruce said softly: "Aniston is from Los Angeles and was born in Sherman Oaks. Later, her parents divorced and moved to New York. But after she became famous, her mother returned to Sherman Oaks."

Martin said, "You know very well."

"I thought you would use it." Bruce said with an innocent face, "So I have learned about Aniston's information."

Martin replied: "You are really a qualified manager." He held out his hand: "Pen and notebook."

Bruce opened the bag he was carrying, and took out a signature pen and signature book.

These props for Martin to eat, he often carries them with him.

While the person over there was walking away, Martin simply went over there, and the meeting was a classic line: "Excuse me."

Aniston turned around, saw the person who came and recognized who it was with just a little recognition.

Although they didn't really know each other, they both knew who the other was.

Aniston smiled: "Hello, Martin."

"Hello, Rachel." Martin sent a pen and notebook: "It's a bit presumptuous, but since 1994, you have been my favorite female star, not only an idol, but also my goddess."

Aniston took the pen and notebook from Martin's hand, signed them solemnly, and asked curiously, "Do you live in the Coty community?"

Martin nodded: "I moved here at the end of June." He didn't know Aniston well, and the topic came from the same occupation of the two: "Apart from Friends, is there any new work recently? I will definitely support it."

Aniston handed the pen and notebook to Martin: "A film was supposed to be filmed, but it was delayed due to some unexpected events."

Martin understood what she was referring to as an emergency, and did not dwell on it: "Friends ended so quickly, I really hope that I can film forever, and when I get old, I can still see you on the screen .”

"After all, there will be a day when we say goodbye." Aniston's words carried a little bit of her own emotions.

Martin took the initiative to find something to say: "Actually, an episode of the reunion of the six-person group can be filmed every year. I believe the audience will like to watch it."

Aniston was slightly taken aback, and said, "This is a good idea, I will bring it up to the production company."

Martin Snake on the stick: "Leave me a contact information, so I can ask you about the latest progress at any time."

Aniston gave Martin her personal business card.

Martin also gave her his business card.

Aniston watched Martin walk away, and suddenly remembered something. In April and May, many gossip tabloids hyped the affair between Martin and Julie.

But Pitt has divorced her for Jolie.

Aniston shook her head, not wanting to think about these rotten things.

Harold from the community committee pulled someone over and introduced him to Martin: "This is Kane, the owner of the Angel Shooting Club."

Standing in front of Martin was a man with neatly combed hair. He offered a toast to Martin and invited, "I heard that Mr. Davis is very interested in shooting?"

Martin clinked glasses with him, took a sip of wine, and said: "I grew up in the slums of Atlanta. As long as I can remember, the gunshots have never stopped. We want to protect ourselves and our families. The only choice is to pick up a gun."

Kane took the initiative to send a membership card: "The Angel Club will provide the most complete service."

Martin glanced at it. It was a one-month pistol shooting experience card, and he accepted it: "The club is in Sherman Oaks?"

Harold continued: "It's by the sea, very close to the community. The community's annual shooting competition is held at the Angel Club, and next month will be the annual shooting competition day."

Martin said deliberately: "Can I book the championship in advance?"

Kane said: "I am also a member of the community and will also participate in the game then."

Harold added: "Kane once served in Afghanistan. Many soldiers who come back from vacation often go to the Angel Club. Martin, you go there to practice guns, and you will definitely gain something."

Martin smiled and said, "I'll definitely go and have a look as soon as possible."

The shooting range in North Hollywood was limited and a bit far away, and Martin didn't mind switching to another one.

The wine tasting went on into the evening before Martin and Bruce left.

On the way back, I met Jones and Jenna's father and daughter again.

Jenna took a few steps behind and said to Martin alone: ​​"I heard Kayden talk about you."

Martin was puzzled at first, and then remembered who she said Kayden was: "I have photographed zombie gigolos with Jenna, and I know many artists through her."

The latter title made Jenna very useful. She took out a business card and slipped it into Martin's hands: "If you want to organize a party and need a large number of young and beautiful girls, you can find me."

Martin understood that she was pulling clients.

Hollywood is not completely isolated from the Sacred Valley, and even some political leaders will look for actresses in the Sacred Valley.

Among other things, the technology is absolutely super powerful.

Jenna's words didn't stop: "Even young female models, I can relate."

Martin didn't respond, just nodded slightly.

There are many similar people and companies in Los Angeles, and the competition seems to be fierce.

Back home, Martin looked at the time, called Atlanta, chatted with Elena for a while, and asked Elena to call Lily.

"What do you want her for?" Elena asked directly.

Martin said: "About the university, I asked an expert in the art world to look at Lily's sculptures, and that person thought Lily was quite talented."

Regarding her sister's future, Elena stopped talking and called Lily.

In the Northville community, Lily heard what Martin said, and said: "California Institute of the Arts, right? I just want to apply to a university in Los Angeles next year, but my social practice is not good..."

Martin said: "I'll ask someone to help you write a letter of recommendation." He urged: "You usually practice more, how about this, I'll mail you another batch of horns later, and treat it as an early 17th birthday present for you. "

Lily's face is almost flattened, how can anyone give homework as a birthday present? She was afraid that Martin would change his mind, so she didn't dare to show it, so she said in a muffled voice, "Okay, let's mail more."

"Okay, that's it." Martin hung up the phone as soon as he said it.

Listening to the busy tone, Lily was so angry that her chest grew bigger, and she muttered, "Go back and make your clown even more evil!"

Elena asked at this time: "Are you sure you want to apply for the university in Los Angeles?"

Lily nodded: "Sure."

Elena said, "Actually, the local universities in Zuozhou or the Ivy League schools are good. With the relationship between Martin and Coca-Cola, it is easy to find a suitable practice opportunity for you."

Lily said, "I want to go to Los Angeles."

Elena stared at her, her palms slowly clenched into fists.

Lily raised her hand, punched herself with a bang, and asked, "Are you satisfied?"

Elena didn't speak.

Lily punched herself again and said, "Until I graduate from middle school, I can punch myself five times a year until you are satisfied."

Elena waved her hand: "You have the freedom to choose your own future."

Lily stepped forward, hugged Elena, and muttered, "We are a family!"

Elena raised her head slightly to see Lily's eyes, and truly realized that Lily was already taller than her.

Lily packed her phone and went back to her room.

When she went upstairs, Hall, who lived downstairs, suddenly appeared from the room: "The family she mentioned, besides our siblings, must also include that idiot Martin."

Elena stared at him viciously: "Go back and do your homework. If your grades don't improve, I'll hire you a tutor."

Hall asked, "A governess?"

Elena was still the same Elena, picked up the baseball next to her, and threw it out with a whoosh. Hall quickly retracted his head, and the ball flew past his scalp.

When Hall reappeared, he found another sister, Lily, standing at the corner of the stairs and staring at him, holding an oak bat in her hand.

Brother has no human rights!

Hall could only go back to his room and deal with his homework. Compared with digging holes to harm others, studying is too difficult.

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In the Coty community, Martin hung up the phone, stuck in time, and called Blake Lively.

She couldn't agree on the price of the movie script, and it would take a while.

Many new screenwriters often think highly of themselves and want to become famous in one fell swoop and sell for a lot of money.

This idea is also true, every script is the child of the screenwriter.

But the status of screenwriters in the industry is really worrying, and producers want to squeeze screenwriters to the point where they can't take care of themselves.

After talking on the phone for more than an hour, Martin hung up. Just as he was about to take a shower, Julie called again from Africa and talked about some high-level topics such as democracy, freedom, and helping children.

Half an hour flies by.

Martin suddenly realized that he was developing in the direction of a master of time management without knowing it.

Fortunately, the Cao thief, Zhu Li, has a psychological problem, and I think she will say goodbye soon after she comes back.

Martin put down his phone and looked back. Bruce was sitting on the sofa reading a book seriously.

Very good, there is another old Bu who is carrying the weight.

Martin went to get out of the shower and found Bruce still reading.

"So engrossed?" Martin asked curiously, "Alan's novel is wonderful? Can you understand it?"

Bruce said, "I'm your manager, it's my job."

Under normal circumstances, the biggest responsibility of managers is to help customers choose projects and roles.

But Martin's situation is special, and he never asks Lao Bu for this.

Bruce is more of a bouncer and scavenger.

Martin wasted a lot of energy today, and was about to go upstairs to sleep. He said to Bruce, "Look carefully, and tell me the story and experience after reading it."

"You have to wait for two days." Bruce closed the book and went to the auxiliary building: "My reading level is worse than yours."

Martin said: "Although the stuff I write doesn't make sense, I have no problem reading books and scripts."