American fame and fortune

In the office on the second floor of the club, Vincent was sitting on the sofa, pressing the remote control, and the TV screen was constantly switching between several news stations.

On the TV screen, large close-ups of the Beast House Club appeared many times.

Vincent changed a few more channels. Among the relevant real-time news, the House of the Beast frequently flashed on the news screen.

There was a lot of movement downstairs, and Vincent didn't go to see it. About half an hour later, he saw a close-up picture of the House of Beasts on the programs of five TV stations.

Tomorrow will inevitably become the focus of social news in newspapers.

Regardless of how much it costs to achieve such media coverage, according to the relevant laws and regulations of Zuozhou, the House of the Beast does not even have the opportunity to advertise directly.

Martin Davis is an idiot, what a talent!

Vincent poured a glass of whiskey and sipped it slowly.

There was a knock on the door, and he responded. Martin came in from the outside and said, "Boss, there is a situation."

Vincent pointed to the sofa: "Sit down and talk."

"We saved Kelly Gray just now..." Martin quickly said what happened before.

Vincent asked, "What do you think?"

"They could be our biggest potential customer base," Martin said.

"Do as you want." The previous operation gave Vincent confidence in Martin.

Martin said the last thing: "There will be media reporters coming to interview soon, boss, will you come forward to receive them?"

Vincent has concerns: "I am not suitable to appear in front of the media."

"I'll deal with it?" Martin received a clear answer from Vincent, went downstairs to meet a public relations officer sent by Kelly, exchanged opinions quickly, and prepared to open the club's door.

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At the same time, the back door of the club opened, and eight people, including Bruce and Ivan, walked around from the alley to Saijo Avenue, looking for their respective targets with their mobile phones.

TV reporter Mia had just finished her busy work, and went to the interview car to get a bottle of water, and found a man with a silly smile holding a mobile phone.

She said: "The TV station is working, please stay away."

Bruce raised his mobile phone: "I called the news hotline, and I'm here to get the bonus."

Mia said, "Go to the TV station tomorrow, or leave your email address."

Knowing a bit, Bruce said, "Don't waste your time, okay? I know you guys come with bonuses for breaking news leads."

Mia didn't want to say more: "This is out of order."

Before he came out, Bruce had already been taught by Martin, and said in a low voice: "Today's matter was caused by the House of Beasts. I can help you contact the people of the House of Beasts."

Mia became interested as soon as she heard it. The house of the beast, which was the focal point, had its doors closed. After tonight, this gigolo club was bound to become the focus of social news in Atlanta.

She took the bag, took out a $50 check, and put it in front of Bruce: "You promise?"

Bruce took the check, glanced at the number, put it away first, and said, "This is the reward for the last news, and now you have to pay me $100 for this news."

Mia hesitated for a moment, and took out a hundred-dollar check. Bruce wanted to pick it up, but she took it back: "You contact me first."

Bruce called Martin, but it was Hart who answered the phone, and he handed it to Mia: "People from the House of Beasts."

Martin, this bastard, let others take the blame for this kind of blame.

Mia said a few words to the person on the phone, handed the check to Bruce, and greeted the assistant: "The TV van is driving to the gate of the Beast's House!"

Bruce took the check and left, and soon turned into a deep alley.

Mia came to the door of the House of Beasts, and found that there was a clatter behind the club door, as if the lock was being unlocked.

Colleagues who were scattered everywhere looking for someone to interview rushed over one after another.

Mia saw Deckard from the Atlanta Journal-Constitution and asked, "Why are you here?"

Deckard was a little hesitant at first, but when he saw many colleagues coming over, he simply said, "There is a news informant who contacted the people from the House of Beasts for me."

Mia's face was ugly: "100 dollars?"

"The same to you?"

"Me too!"

"Me too!"

Could it be that the reporters who came over were like this, all of them holding their faces.

Mia said: "What a bunch of bastards!"

You don't need to guess and know that the people in the club did it, but they have to bite the bullet and interview, and no one wants to leave.

The door of the club opened, and Martin stepped out first.

The camera all turned around, and the reporters were all inexplicably excited.

After the interview, Martin returned to the club.

The public relations expert sent by Kelly said: "You have done a very good job. If you have any questions in the future, please contact me as soon as possible."

When the man left, Bruce came over and reminded: "Dude, you're a man!"

Martin said: "As long as it is beneficial to us, I don't mind sending you to Thailand."

Bruce gave him a middle finger, took out a check, and asked, "Will those reporters scold us if we do this?"

"Dude, you are used to being a civilized person and have never dealt with the media. Let me tell you, don't be afraid of being scolded if you stand up to the media." Scolding us? You think too highly of them! Whatever they want to scold, infamy is also famous, and the House of Beasts needs to be famous."

He asked: "Does the club have legal counsel? After a few days when the news gets hot, hold a press conference and send a lawyer's letter to the Methodist Church. This matter can be fired several times."

Ivan and the others came back one after another with the checks and asked, "What about the bonus?"

Martin didn't raise his head, but he noticed that Vincent had come to the fence on the second floor and said, "Leave it to the boss."

"Everyone has a share tonight." Vincent was very generous, and it wasn't the club's money: "Martin gets 30%, and you share the rest."

Martin counted the amount of the check, and said contemptuously, "You shameless people actually took $1,200 back!"

A bunch of middle fingers stood in front of Martin.