American fame and fortune

After entering the suite at the Peach Tree Hotel, Lily secretly found Martin while Elena was leaving her luggage.

"I have something to tell you." She said mysteriously, "I will help Elena pay back the money owed to buy the house."

Martin asked casually: "You? You are still studying, what do you get for it?"

Lily raised her head and chest confidently: "Don't look down on people, I made a lot of money selling stars, and I can work part-time when I am admitted to university."

Elena came out of the room and asked, "What are you two idiots talking about? Get your luggage."

Martin carried two bags and entered the master bedroom of the suite.

Hall moved quickly and walked towards the second largest bedroom. Before he reached the door, Lily chased after him, raised her pure white fist, and thumped her younger brother on the head.

She showed her sister's lustful power: "Idiot, be conscious and go to the smallest room!"

The parents were unreliable, and the youngest child in the family became the most pitiful one. Hall didn't dare to fart, so he obediently went to the third bedroom.

Lily soon became depressed too, because Martin and Elena entered the master bedroom, closed the door and never came out again.

"Shameless!" She was packing her luggage outside, deliberately making a loud noise, muttering, "I don't even eat dinner, are you afraid of getting tired and cramping?"

After nearly an hour, Martin and Elena came out of the room. The latter blushed and changed clothes. The previous depression basically dissipated.

Lily was very dissatisfied: "Are you so impatient? I'm almost starving!"

Martin glanced at his watch: "Come on, I'll take you to a big meal."

During the meal, several people also discussed what kind of house to buy.

The median price of a single-family house in a middle-class community in the Atlanta metropolitan area is around $200,000. If poor communities such as Clayton are included, the median price is naturally lower, and the current property tax is less than 1%.

Martin simply called Robert. Robert's current community and the surrounding neighborhoods are not bad, and he will accompany Elena and the others to see the house tomorrow.

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There are always many interesting places in a metropolis full of lights and feasting.

The black actors Shermer and Pratt came out of the bar. The two of them had bad luck today. They didn't get a girl, but they just got drunk.

When the wind blows, the spirit of wine rises.

Pratt was hot all over, and he didn't want to just go back: "Let's change the place? Find a place where I don't think I'm fat?"

Shermer patted his stomach: "I haven't been out for two days, can't bear it anymore?"

Pratt is also familiar with Shermer these days, and said: "Every day in the crew, I lower my profile and please those big shots, just to win an opportunity that I don't know when it will come. Who understands the aggrieved and depressed heart? If I don't release it, I will go crazy!"

"We are all similar." Shermer is also a young actor, the difference is that he has the backing of Tyler Perry: "So, we need a suitable way to relieve pressure."

Pratt said: "Women are the best way, but unfortunately I am out of shape and not popular with ladies."

Shermer felt that the time was almost up, and said, "I have a good place, especially for decompression, do you want to go?"

Pratt has been following Shermer in various night spots in Atlanta recently, and he didn't think much about it: "Then what are you waiting for? Let's go! We can't sleep alone tonight, or tomorrow when I go to hold Martin's stinky feet, I will go to bed." I couldn't help but spit it out."

Shermer pulled him into the car, drove south, and asked, "Don't you think Martin is very good?"

Pratt laughed: "Can he be okay? Fucking Julie every day, it's great! If he is willing to support me and give me a chance to be in the top position, it's okay for me to kneel down and blow for him. The problem is that I lick What has he gained for so long? Nothing."

Sherman smiled on the surface, but dismissed it in his heart.

What's the deal with Pratt? He risked going to jail to work for Tyler Perry in order to get on top.

Without special strengths and luck, if you want to impress others, you will always have to pay a high price.

"Director Leterrier is a two-way plug. If I had looked better, Leterrier would have gone the way behind me." Pratt didn't mind selling his ass, the problem is that fat people have no human rights, and no one wants to sell it want.

Shermer said: "We are all the same. It is too difficult to climb up."

The car entered the area near Nancheng and parked in front of an extremely luxurious night club, which was obviously a high-end venue.

Pratt said, "Isn't this place expensive?"

Shermer got out of the car, waited until Pratt also came down, and said, "It's okay, my friend drives it, and I can get a discount."

Pratt felt itchy, and followed him into the nightclub. A black guy in charge came over to say hello and led them to the private room on the second floor.

The black guy asked, "What do you want?"

Shermer patted Pratt: "My family, you are welcome."

Pratt burped: "Chick, beautiful sexy chick."

Soon, several beauties entered the private room. They didn't seem to be very old. The white girls and Latin women developed early, so it was difficult to judge the exact age from their appearance.

Shermer sat on the couch with one arm in his arms.

The remaining three are all Pratt's favorite types.

After getting along for so many days, Shermer has figured out the type that Pratt can't refuse.

The black guy came in, closed the private room door, and shook his head at Shermer: "Wake him up."

Shermer went over and slapped Pratt on the face a few times. Seeing that he was still awake, he simply brought a bottle of beer and poured it on his head.

Prat sat up in a huff, and just about to get angry, a black slap slapped him on the face with the sound of wind, and knocked him down again.

"My name is Fred, the security manager here." Fred took out a tissue and wiped his hands stained with beer foam.

Using his broken left hand with his little finger and ring finger, he picked up a remote control: "Chris, I want you to do me a favor."

Pratt just wanted to get up when he saw Shermer pull out a pistol and point it at him.

The wine woke up instantly, no matter how dull his mind was, he knew he had fallen into someone else's trap.

Fred didn't talk nonsense. He pressed the remote control, and the screen in the private room played the scene just now. The one-on-three scene looked quite exciting.

Pratt confronts Shermer: "I see you as a friend..."

Fred interrupted him: "What about them, they will only turn 16 in the second half of the year. As far as I know, you are over 25 years old and are not protected by the Romeo and Juliet Act. I can ask them to call the police and accuse you at any time."

Pratt was silent.

Fred threw several relevant certificates of the girl over: "You can choose to go to jail, or do something for me, I won't force you."

Pratt believed that Shermer was afraid to shoot.

But I also know that once the other party calls the police, I will be finished.

For a little guy like him, who can he expect to save?

Pratt asked, "What do you want me to do?"

Fred looked at the broken finger and remembered what happened more than two years ago: "Don't worry, I won't make it difficult for you. I heard that you have a good relationship with Martin Davis. Take him here for fun."

"You guys are crazy!" Pratt was surprised: "He's a hero now..."

Fred interrupted him: "If he does the same thing as you, is he still a hero? Take off the aura of a hero, he is just a starlet in Hollywood."

Pratt shook his head: "No, I won't do it."

Fred nodded, pressed the three numbers of 911 on the mobile phone, placed it on the coffee table in front of Pratt, took out a bag from behind, opened it, and put it beside him.

The bag was full of money, in three thick piles.

Fred said: "This is a deposit, and it will be doubled after the event is completed. Those three girls will accompany you until you get bored."

Pratt was silent, how could he test people like this!

A few minutes later, Fred went upstairs and saw a black man wearing glasses in the office on the top floor: "Boss, it's done."

Tyler Perry on the other side said: "Very good, the simplest is the best, prepare the private room, I will make Martin Davis unable to refuse my kindness."

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The crew's day of filming has not yet ended, but Martin and Julie's scenes today have already been filmed.

The two got into Martin's makeup trailer.

It is always difficult for a dedicated and good actor to step out of the role, so Martin and Julie extended the passionate scene to the makeup trailer to dissipate excess emotions.

Only the trailer creaked and creaked in protest.

When it was over, the crew just finished work, and Julie asked, "Will you go to my place tonight?"

Martin packed his clothes: "I'll go to Louise and Kelly tonight."

Hearing the names of these two people, Julie's waist was no longer sore, her legs were no longer tired, and the extinguished flame was burning: "Can you go to the balcony tonight?"

Her suite was adjacent to Louise's, and so was the balcony.

Martin was not as perverted as she was. He shook his head and said, "They are very careful and won't agree."

Julie couldn't help being disappointed.

Martin said, "Get dressed quickly, it's time to go."

When Julie got dressed, he came out of the makeup trailer and saw a fat man.

Pratt came up to him and said, "Martin, do you have time tonight?"

Martin asked, "Is there anything wrong?"

Pratt said with a smile: "You took good care of me in the crew, and I always wanted to buy you a drink. There is a place with good wine."

Martin has already made an appointment with Louise and Kelly. This is his benefactor, and he can't miss the appointment: "I don't have time tonight, let's do it another day."

Pratt didn't dare to force it: "Then another day."

Martin met Bruce, got into the same electric car, and asked, "Did we help that guy?"

Bruce shook his head: "No, we didn't give him any benefits except that he took the initiative to come up."

"Let's go back to the hotel." Martin glanced at the time, took the thermos next to Bruce, opened it and took a sip.

In the kettle, soaked wolfberries he bought from Chinatown.

It's not that it's impossible, but that he needs to pay attention to maintenance. After all, he also wants to be able to spend his days and nights like Wes Craven when he is sixty or seventy years old.

There are two more chapters to come, which are being written.