American Fame and Fortune

Chapter 28 It’s really deadly

The black bar discriminates against men and even charges 15 US dollars for admission. Martin paid the money and entered the bar. He came to the bar and ordered a glass of beer. His eyes quickly scanned the whole place.

 The business area is smaller than that of the House of Beasts, and the customers are mainly men. There are many girls on the stage and cages, twisting their **** and seductive bodies to the accompaniment of hip-hop music.

"Hi handsome."

Suddenly a woman came over to strike up a conversation, pointed at Martin and said to the bartender: "Bring him a Long Island ice tea cocktail, I'll treat him."

After ordering the wine, the woman looked at Martin carefully and felt that he looked familiar. She thought about it again: "It's you? Why are you here?"

 Martin recognized this woman. He had ordered a cocktail at the House of Beasts tonight, and casually said, "Come here and taste other people's wines and learn the advantages."

The woman grabbed one of Martin's arms and waved behind her: "Sisters, look, who is this."

 Five women in their thirties or forties immediately surrounded him from behind.

They have been coveting the handsome bartender at the House of Beasts for a long time.

 One of them said directly: "Handsome guy, come with us."

 I really want to go, anyone? Martin is very clear: "My work is not over yet. I will go back soon. If I leave for a long time, my boss will fire me."

Martin gives in decisively, it will really kill someone.

They didn't have to do with Martin. Seeing Martin's firm refusal, they quickly went to hook up with other people.

Martin breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the dance floor of the bar. He found that there were more than six female faces that he remembered, and there were quite a few. They were all doing one thing, hooking up or hooking up.

 Once you are paired up, leave the bar quickly.

Martin finished his beer, left the black bar, crossed the road and returned to the door of the Beast House, and called Ivan: "I remember that the club ordered a batch of lapel badges to be given to customers for free?"

Ivan said: "The goods have arrived, in the warehouse."

After all, Martin saw only a few and needed more examples: "Tomorrow, I will give it to the customers who come in and let them wear it on their collars. With this, they can get free beer. I will go and talk to the boss."

Golden Retriever was very curious: "Boss Martin, what are you going to do?"

 Martin just has an idea, and he still needs to verify whether it works.

This is not the last time a complex operation was carried out against the media and conservative and liberal factions. Using a $10,000 bonus to test low-level people, including him, is neither responsible for oneself nor for others.

 Martin entered the club and told Vincent that the badges were going to be given to customers and there would be no problem in distributing them starting tomorrow.

 “Have you thought of a solution?” Vincent asked.

 Martin elaborated on the complexity: "It's a vague feeling. I need to look more specifically to grasp that feeling."

Last time, Martin gave Vincent confidence. Vincent said: "You can call on the club's manpower and resources."

 Compared with other channels, Vincent believes in clubs that are completely controlled by him, at least to ensure that there will be no problems with the share in his hands.

 Martin went downstairs. It was already late and customers kept leaving.

 Bruce also took some time off and asked, "Have you thought of a way?"

"It's difficult." Martin shook his head slightly and said, "Are you busy during the day these days?"

 Bruce asked: "Collect debts in a civilized manner in the morning, and have time in the afternoon."

 Martin nodded: "Go and find out which tabloid is the favorite of men in Atlanta. It's best to find channels to catch up with their reporters."

 Hearing the media and reporters, Bruce immediately became interested: "Continue to make extra money?"

Martin's face was full of disdain: "Old Bu, you are a civilized person, why do you open and shut your mouth when all you are talking about is money?" He said before: "You shouldn't be able to make extra money."

 Bruce was completely uninterested: "I'll let you know if there's news."

The club got off work, and as usual, Martin got into the Ford sedan, observed it for a while, and then left.

 …

In the office on the second floor, Vincent asked: "What did Martin do?" The golden retriever who first called Martin "boss" twitched his nose and said: "I talked to Ivan about the old black man on the other side of the road, so that Ivan would stop saying racial discrimination. , don’t cause trouble for the club.”

Vincent nodded slightly, Martin, this bastard, is much better than his father.

Golden Retriever added: "After that, Martin went to the black bar and came back and told Ivan about getting the badge."

 Vincent thought for a while, without any clue, and said: "You can get off work. If you have any situation, report to me in time."

 Golden Retriever responded: "Yes, boss."

 …

 Just after noon, Martin got the tools and got ready to work.

　　While doing handwork, I thought of the Hollywood crew and took out my mobile phone to call Jerome.

Jerome had some connections in Hollywood, and he asked Jerome to help find out who Kelly Gray’s friend was, the female production manager Andrew mentioned.

 There are also related situations.

 Inside the house, Elena was sleeping soundly when she suddenly found herself falling into a deep pit.

 The rotten-looking man in the pit greeted him affectionately: "Hello, my dear niece."

Elena woke up with a start and sat up.

 Martin's broken wooden bed creaked and was about to fall apart at any moment.

Elena saw the backyard through the window and felt the wind was blowing. She quickly found Martin's shirt, put it on and left the living room.

She came to the door, leaned against the door frame, and found Martin holding a handsaw and sawing wood in the yard, and asked: "Idiot, what are you doing?"

 Martin wiped his sweat and said: "The wooden bed is falling apart and needs to be reinforced."

Elena saw that the wood looked familiar and asked, "Where did you get it?"

Martin continued to work: "The fence in the church cemetery is too dense, which is not conducive to thieves robbing graves. I was a good person and helped to remove it a little."

The Carter family was used to doing this, and Elena didn't take it seriously, but Martin's clumsy way made her frown: "You look like waste when doing it by hand, not as good as Lily and Hall. Lily came back early this afternoon, so let her help." you?"

When he heard Lily, Martin thought of that broken mouth and shook his head: "What do you think idiot Lily will say when she comes?" He imitated Lily's tone: "Wow, Martin, what about the hole in your bed board and the broken bed leg? bad…"

Elena kicked out a slipper: "Do your job, don't talk nonsense!"

Martin threw away the hand saw, wiped the sawdust off his hands, grabbed Elena and walked in: "Okay, no nonsense, let's get to work!"

 The two of them drove out in the middle of the afternoon.

Elena is going to the Methodist church to help out and get free food.

 Martin asked: "There's no problem over there?"

Elena knew what Martin was asking: "Both sides are sworn enemies. One side is demonstrating, and the other side immediately follows. No one thinks that I, a poor loser, can do anything."

She took out her chastity ring and put it on, her breath gone. "Put me down and stay away for a while. Don't let those idiots see you."

Martin had not yet let go of Elena when he received a call from Bruce, saying that something was clear about the matter.

“Come over at half past four.” Bruce reminded: “The front door is blocked by municipal maintenance vehicles and we can’t park. I’ve left the back door for you. You can come in directly when you arrive.”

 “No problem.” Martin dropped off Elena. It was a bit early and he was too lazy to go back, so he went directly to the Baka community.

The back door of Bruce's house was open, and Martin entered the house.

 He walked towards the living room, heard movement in the bedroom, and came to the master bedroom: "Old Bu!"

While speaking, he glanced inside and quickly stepped back: "Sorry, Monica, and Lao Bu, I didn't see you."

 (End of this chapter)