American fame and fortune

Early in the morning, Martin drove away from the Clayton community and came to the parking lot near Highway 265. After waiting for less than ten minutes, Buckley drove over.

The two cars parked together, Buckley got out of the car, and handed the bag to Martin: "Everything is inside."

Martin opened the bag. The tape recorder, camera, press card and interview card were all there. He took out the envelope and stuffed it into Buckley's hand.

Barkley quickly counted and smiled with satisfaction.

Martin said, "Wait for my call."

"It's okay, don't worry." Barkley was not at ease, and reminded slightly: "You won't do illegal things, right?"

Martin said, "I'm a civilized person, and I only attend Methodist press conferences in the name of your newspaper."

Buckley nodded, got in the car and left, after thinking about it, he always felt that something was wrong.

Martin drove to the club, entered the dressing room backstage, and took out the prepared cosmetics.

Bruce pushed the door in and asked, "Why didn't you let that reporter go?"

Martin opened the makeup bag: "Even if you give him money, he may not ask questions in a way that completely angers a person."

Bruce said, "Man, I have a feeling that if you work with you, it will be over soon."

Martin asked back: "A civilized person who dares to use a mortar shell to hit a British guy is afraid of a man whose brother is not easy to use?"

"I'm afraid you will poke the earth!" Bruce saw Martin's proficient makeup: "You still know this?"

Martin shrugged. "I'm an actor, Jack Davis..."

Bruce interrupts him: "I know, Jack Davis is the most versatile man in America, and you're his son of a bitch.

Martin snapped his fingers: "Congratulations, civilized man, you have learned a new skill—quick answering!"

Makeup was one of the few gains from his many years as an actor in his previous life.

Martin finished his makeup, put on a wig, put on a pair of brown glasses, and changed into a well-fitting old-fashioned formal suit, looking like an old-fashioned and dull middle-aged man.

Not a familiar person, it is difficult to recognize him.

This was specially prepared by Martin according to the conservative style.

The two got into the Ford car, and Bruce drove the car to the training center, saying, "Be careful, don't be beaten to death on the spot, the shit in your brain will fall out, and the whole world will know that you have no brains."

Martin took out his press card: "I'm a reporter now."

The car stopped near the training center. Martin got out of the car, raised his camera, and took pictures of the crowd at the House of the Beasts.

When he came to the door, Martin mingled with other reporters, showed his press card and interview card, and entered the training center smoothly.

Martin also saw a few acquaintances, the female TV reporter who had interviewed him at the gate of the Beast House and the male reporter from the Constitution.

Just in case, he automatically stays away.

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The press conference was held in the lobby of the training center, and Ms. Jennifer directed the volunteers to arrange the venue.

Elena took over a job, pasting the names of the media participating in the press conference on the back of the chair.

The name of Interstellar was posted on the first row by her.

Jennifer said at this time: "There will be a question-and-answer session in the press conference. The microphone needs to be handed over to the reporter who is asking the question, and there must be one person on the left and one on the left."

Elena stood up immediately: "Ma'am."

Jennifer remembered Elena who had reported the House of Beasts, and nodded: "Okay, the left side is for you."

On the other side, including Martin, media reporters from Atlanta and Georgia were preparing to enter the press conference.

Two staff members from the training center came to distribute lunch coupons.

The kind that can be used at any time in a nearby high-end restaurant, the intention is self-evident.

Martin then stuffed it into his pocket, mixed in among dozens of reporters, entered the venue, and quickly found a seat in the first row.

The press conference kicked off, hosted by Jennifer, and a family representative who participated in the training came to the stage to express his gratitude to the Methodist Association.

A member of the Atlanta City Council spoke highly of their work.

Milton took the stage to give a speech, angrily denouncing the absurd remarks and behaviors of the liberals, and reiterated his proposition.

When it came time to ask questions, Jennifer was the first to click on a reporter from the Atlanta Journal-Constitution.

It is the largest selling local newspaper in Atlanta.

The reporter from the Constitutional News asked quite satisfactory questions, and Milton responded with ease.

"Next question." Jennifer scanned dozens of reporters.

Including Martin, the reporters in the first two rows caught her eyes first.

A middle-aged male reporter dressed in an old-fashioned manner, with a dull temperament and conservative attire, caught her attention just now, and immediately said: "This reporter in a gray suit."

Elena tried to be as natural as possible, and passed the microphone into Martin's hands.

Martin took the microphone and said, "Mr. Milton, you are a legend in Atlanta. Your ideas and ideas illuminate the land of Georgia."

As soon as these words came out, Milton's tense heartstrings relaxed slightly when facing the reporter, and a faint smile hung on his staid face.

Just when people were relaxed, Martin handed out a knife, piercing the most painful part of people's hearts: "Is this caused by your two ex-wives cheating?"

Martin didn't wait for anyone's reaction, and spoke very fast: "I interviewed Jessica and Lina, they said that you cheated because of your incompetence, you couldn't satisfy them, but you refused to divorce them, out of helplessness, Just in your bedroom, under your wedding photos, cheating with other men."

All his words pointed to Milton's incompetence, and he blamed Milton's ideas and propositions on his incompetence: "So, your incompetence has caused you to be extremely conservative, right?"

Under normal circumstances, Milton's experience and experience are enough to ensure that he faces these vicious problems with a stable mood.

But the scumbags of Beast House, this week's protests and provocations day after day.

The second wife Lina's "cheating partner" even humiliated Milton in public in a bar. The news spread like wings. Not only the bar drinkers, but even the neighbors in the community looked at him strangely.

How do men stand it?

Milton even lost his safe haven from his wife's entanglement.

Jennifer gestured to the people on both sides of the venue, telling them to take Martin's microphone away.

"It's time for your question." Elena was the first to rush to snatch the microphone from Martin's hand.

She seemed to be pulling with Martin, but her tall body blocked the two male staff members.

These days, Milton's already healed scars have been uncovered bit by bit, and at this moment, they are even torn bloody.

Martin let go, and Elena snatched the microphone.

Although it was a bit late, Jennifer was quite relieved to see Elena snatch the microphone back.

The press conference couldn't go on anymore, the reporters got enough bad news, there was no point in asking any more questions, the right way was to go back and catch up with the draft.

Jennifer confessed two scenes, announcing the end of the press conference.

The reporters scrambled to go out, and some made phone calls while walking, asking newspapers or TV stations to reserve pages and news time.

Two male staff have been "protecting" Martin out.

With so many reporters present, they couldn't really do anything.

After coming out of the gate of the training center, Martin quickened his pace and turned to the nearby parking lot.

Bruce was standing in front of the Ford car waiting for him, very disappointed: "You were not beaten to death."

Martin got into the car: "I'm a civilized person, I only do civilized things, and they were very polite to send me out."

Bruce started the car: "Where are you going?"

Martin took off the wig and put it away: "Go back and take off your makeup."

Back at the club, Martin took off his makeup and put away all his things.

The meal coupon was still there, so he took it out and handed it to Bruce: "A high-end cafeteria, you can bring a female companion."

Bruce snatched it away, and exclaimed, "I really admire you, a stinky piece of shit. You messed up people, and you still took advantage of it."

Martin said: "I regret it now and want to take it back."

When Bruce stuffed it into his pocket, he pulled his coat back, revealing the gun pocket: "Are you sure?"

When a civilized person appeared, Martin voluntarily backed down: "It's my treat."

The two left the club, went to Route 265, and waited for Barkley in the parking lot near the Star News.

Martin returned the things to him and said, "I have some big news for you, listen to it."

Buckley turned on the speaker of the recorder and listened carefully.

Bruce also listened with pricked ears, and looked at Martin from time to time. This guy's head is really filled with stinky shit!

"Okay, okay, it's really big news!" Barkley was very excited: "Unfortunately, it's not exclusive."

Many stories automatically formed in his mind: "This will trigger a new round of public opinion war, the most intense kind!"

Martin asked: "Based on your experience in the industry, where is the focus of public opinion?"

Barkley immediately replied: "Of course it's freedom and the brothers of men. The topic of this aspect is easy to heat up."

"Thanks, Mr. Buckley." Martin was about to withdraw: "I wish you the Pulitzer Prize as soon as possible."

Buckley returned to his car and hurried back to the newspaper office to catch up on the draft. For a long time in the future, he would make up stories... No, there is no shortage of materials for news reports.

That night, what Milton said live appeared on the TV news.

In this case, it is difficult not to cause controversy.

Newspapers and other paper media are noisy.

Liberal and conservative media attacked each other. Not only did Milton not restrain himself, he rearranged the remarks at the press conference and published a sharper column.

Public opinion in Atlanta exploded.

Conservatives have been deeply rooted in Zuozhou for many years, and they simply took advantage of the situation to set off a storm of public opinion and attracted the focus of all media attention to conservatives.

The Atlanta council election is not far away, and the lack of enough public attention will have serious consequences.