American fame and fortune

The black bar discriminates against men and even charges 15 dollars for admission. Martin paid the money, entered the bar, came to the bar and ordered a glass of beer, and quickly scanned the audience.

The business area is smaller than that of the House of the Beast, and the customers are mainly men. On the stage and in the cage, many girls twist their sexy 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, "Give him a Long Island Iced Tea cocktail, I treat him."

After ordering the wine, the woman looked at Martin carefully, feeling familiar, and then recalled: "It's you? Why did you come here?"

Martin recognized this woman, ordered cocktails at the House of the Beast tonight, and said casually: "Come and taste other wines, and learn from the advantages."

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

Five women in their thirties and forties immediately surrounded them from behind.

The handsome bartenders of the Beast's House, they have been greedy for a long time.

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

Really going, whoever? Martin is very clear: "I haven't finished my work yet, and I will go back in a while. If I leave for a long time, the boss will fire me."

Martin resolutely admits that he will really die.

They didn't have to have Martin. Seeing Martin's firm refusal, they quickly hooked up with others.

Martin breathed a sigh of relief, then looked at the dance floor of the bar, and found that there were more than six female faces with impressions, and there were many more. They were all doing one thing, hooking up or hooking up.

Once you've made a pair, leave the bar quickly.

After finishing his beer, Martin left the black bar, crossed the road and returned to the gate of the House of Beasts, and called Ivan: "I remember that the club ordered a batch of collar pins to give to customers for free?"

Ivan said, "The goods have arrived, and they are in the warehouse."

After all, what Martin saw was a minority, and more examples were needed: "Tomorrow, I will give it to the customers who enter the venue, let them wear it on their necklines, and get free beer with it, and I will talk to the boss."

The golden retriever was very curious: "Boss Martin, what are you going to do?"

Martin just had an idea, whether it works or not needs to be verified.

This is not the last complicated operation targeting the media and the conservative and liberal factions. Using a $10,000 bonus to test the low-level people, including him, is neither responsible for himself nor others.

Martin entered the club and told Vincent that the badges were going to be presented to customers, and there would be no problem in sending them out tomorrow.

"Have you figured out a way?" Vincent asked.

Martin dragged into the complexity: "It's a vague feeling. I need to look at the details before I can grasp that feeling."

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

Compared with other channels, Vincent believes in clubs that are completely in his hands, at least to ensure that his share will not go wrong.

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

Bruce also took a break and asked, "Have you figured out a way?"

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

Bruce asked: "Civilize debt collection 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 a way to catch up with their reporters."

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

Martin's face was full of contempt: "Old Bu, you are a civilized person, why do you open and close your mouth and it's full of money?" He said before: "I shouldn't be able to make extra money."

Bruce had no interest: "I'll let you know if I have any news."

The club was off work, and as usual, Martin got into the Ford, watched for a while and then left.

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In the office on the second floor, Vincent asked, "What did Martin do?"

The golden retriever who was first called Martin's boss twitched his nose and said, "Talk to Ivan about the black man across the road, and tell Ivan to talk less about racial discrimination and not to cause trouble for the club."

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

The golden retriever said again: "After that Martin went to the black bar and came back and told Ivan about the collar badge."

Vincent thought for a while, but without any clue, he said, "You can get off work and report to me in time."

The golden retriever replied: "Yes, boss."

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Just after noon Martin fetched his tools and got ready for work.

While doing manual work, he remembered the crew in Hollywood, took out his cell phone and called Jerome.

Jerome had some connections in Hollywood, so he asked Jerome to find out who Kelly Gray's friend, that is, the female production manager Andrew mentioned was.

There are also related situations.

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

The rotten-eyed people in the pit greeted each other affectionately: "Hello, my dear niece."

Elena woke up with a start and sat up.

Martin's broken wooden bed creaked and would fall apart at any moment.

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

She came to the door, leaned against the doorframe, and found Martin sawing wood in the yard with a handsaw, and asked, "What are you doing, idiot?"

Martin wiped off his sweat: "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 churchyard is too dense, which is not conducive to thieves stealing the grave. I am a good person and a good deed, and helped to remove a little bit."

The Carter family is used to doing this, Elena didn't care, but Martin's clumsy behavior made her frown: "You look like a waste when you make it by hand, it's not as good as Lily and Hall, Lily came back early this afternoon, let her help you?"

Hearing Lily, Martin thought of that broken mouth, and shook his head: "Guess what idiot Lily will say when she comes?" He imitated Lily's tone: "Wow, Martin, the hole in your bed board, the broken bed leg, what are you talking about?" bad……"

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

Martin threw away the handsaw, slapped the sawdust off his hands, grabbed Elena and walked in: "Okay, no nonsense, work!"

In the middle of the afternoon, the two of them drove out.

Elena is going to help out at a Methodist church and pick up free food along the way.

Martin asked, "No problem over there?"

Elena knew what Martin asked: "Both sides are mortal enemies. One side demonstrates, and the other side immediately follows. No one thinks that I, a poor man, can do anything."

She took out the chastity ring and put it on, the breath just now disappeared: "Get away from me later, don't let those idiots see you."

Martin hadn't let go of Elena when he received a call from Bruce, saying that something was going on.

"Come here at 4:30." Bruce reminded: "The front door is blocked by municipal maintenance vehicles, so you can't park. I've left the back door for you. You can come in directly when you arrive."

"No problem." Martin sent Elena off, it was a little early, and he didn't bother to go back, so he went directly to the Baca 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 near the master bedroom: "Old Bu!"

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