American Fame and Fortune

Chapter 46 Hard Power

As the Ford drove into Marietta's business district, Martin dialed Bruce's phone: "Old Boo?"

 Bruce replied angrily: "What do you want from me?"

Martin said: "Come out for dinner, Rosario Restaurant, I'll treat you."

Bruce was unceremonious: "I'm going to bankrupt you."

 Martin entered the restaurant and found a quiet booth. After waiting for more than ten minutes, Bruce hurried in and sat opposite.

 The two casually ordered some Mexican-style dishes and talked while eating.

 Martin took out a check and pushed it over: "This is for you."

Martin said simply: "I made money in the Free Association, and you did the **** for me, so take it."

Bruce was no longer polite and put away the check: "Two months ago, I collected a debt from you, and now I'm collecting your reward. Is there anything wrong?"

"This is the difference between smart people and civilized people. You are just a civilized person, and I am a smart and civilized person." Martin ate the black pepper beef slowly and said, "I am not going to do the job of a bartender. ”

Bruce knew that Martin was only in the House of Beasts to make money: "It's okay if you don't do it. It won't do any good if you get in touch with him too deeply. If you stay for a long time, you might actually accompany me as a scavenger one day."

 He turned to ask: "What are you going to do? Become an actor?"

Martin roughly said: "A crew came from Hollywood. I got one of the producers. I should be able to get a role. I need to make some preparations."

Bruce was surprised: "Damn it, you sold it to the producer?"

　　"Just wake up, Old Boo, that's what you like to do!" Martin held his head high and said with dignity: "I conquered the producer in the audition with my strength! Hard power, do you understand?"

Bruce felt there was something wrong with what he said, but he couldn't explain it: "Are you so powerful?"

“Tell me about you, a civilized scavenger.” Martin changed the topic and reminded appropriately: “Don’t die, you stinking piece of shit. I won’t go to your funeral.”

Bruce is very optimistic: "You said that **** and **** last forever. When you become a big star, I will be your bodyguard."

 Martin responded: "That's settled."

 After dinner, Bruce was going to pick up Monica, and Martin went to the community theater group not far away to tell the group leader the good news.

In the office, Jerome suppressed his excitement and pretended to be calm and confident: "You did it before I even exerted my strength. Martin, you did a good job."

The troupe has the Robert Patrick line here. With Martin’s current level, whenever there is an opportunity, he cannot miss it: “Captain, you don’t need to take action in such a small matter.”

Jerome said to himself that among all the people in the troupe, no one could make him feel more comfortable than Martin: "In this case, Martin, I formally nominate you to be the deputy director of the troupe."

The leader didn’t mention the remuneration, and Martin didn’t ask. He just said, “I’ll call you when the crew auditions.”

Jerome took out a few magazines: "Variety and Entertainment Weekly, which contain the latest developments in the film and television industry, take them."

Back in the car, Martin took out his phone and prepared to call Vincent Lee, but after thinking about it carefully, it was better to speak face to face.

 He and Vincent have no conflicts at this stage.

 Martin called to ask, drove to the club, went up to the second floor and entered Vincent's office.

"Boss, I've received an important role from a Hollywood crew." He explained the purpose of his visit directly: "It requires a lot of preparations, and I don't have time to come over at night." Vincent raised his cowboy hat, stared at Martin for a moment, and said: "I'm still thinking about working hard these days, raising your salary a little bit more, and officially serving as the club's deputy manager."

Seeing that he had misunderstood the meaning, Martin added: "Boss, this has nothing to do with position or salary. I have always wanted to be an actor. This opportunity is very rare."

 Vincent was silent for a moment. Thinking of Martin's way of bringing in hot traffic, he just had to hold on to the Free Association and keep doing it.

 There was not much interest between the two parties, and Vincent made a decision: "Martin, the club welcomes you back at any time."

Martin left the office and found his accountant Dana to settle this week's salary. When he came to the lobby, the sportsman group was practicing dance on the stage.

 Having been together for many days, if I want to leave now, I have to say something.

 Martin pushed the two guys away without joking and said, "I just resigned."

"Why?" Hart thought quickly and glared at Carrington: "It's you, Martin's father has always wanted a daughter, and you will let Martin's father down if you don't do the surgery!"

 Carrington responded slightly slowly: "Didn't you do the surgery?"

 Another handsome man who had worked as an extra asked: "Are you going to be an actor?"

 Martin nodded slightly.

 Martin pointed at these guys: "I shouldn't talk nonsense to you."

 Everyone was commotion for a while, Martin looked at the time, left the club, and returned to Clayton.

 The number of black people around the community has increased significantly.

The spots where white people used to sell grass were all occupied by old black people.

Martin parked the car in the backyard, picked up the box on the back seat, and went to Carter's house.

As soon as he entered the door, he heard Elena's familiar greeting: "Idiot, didn't you go to the club?"

 “I won’t go for the time being.” Martin threw the cup to Elena: “I’ll give you one.”

 Martin praised: "You are so right!"

 He pulled out a chair, sat down, and took out two checks: "This is a gift for you."

Elena looked down and said: "What do you mean, you idiot are planning to support me?"

Martin was helpless: "Use your small brain capacity to think about it, why should I spend money when I can do it for free?"

Elena’s **** was raised.

Martin said: "One payment for the kettle business is your labor fee, and the other is idiot Lily's."

Elena put it away unceremoniously: "Don't tell Lily, her idiot doesn't need money."

 After having dinner, Martin went back to the next door, looked over the character script given by Louise, and studied it carefully.

 There is no shortage of preparations to be made.

 (End of this chapter)