America gains both fame and fortune

Chapter 21 Cutting the Boss's Leeks
Another night of counting tips until my hands cramped.

Bruce grabbed the small-denomination dollars in his hand and said, "I'm planning to buy a new car."

Martin turned over the box and dumped out the money, a mountain of $1 and $2 bills.

As he counted the coins, he said, "Shouldn't civilized people buy autographed photos?"

"You still owe me a lot of autographed photos!" Bruce reminded him, and then asked, "How long can this income last?"

Martin tied up a stack of dollars with a rubber band and said, "The tip income is unstable and depends on the number of customers."

Bruce asked, "Can you keep the traffic going for a long time?"

Martin deliberately changed the subject: "Hey, man, do you think I'm God?"

Bruce said, "God is a black man. Are you sure you want to be God?"

"Forget it. I'd rather suffer in this world." Martin put away the three bundles of money, put them in his bag, and tidied up his gun bag so he could draw his gun at any time.

Bruce also put on his coat and went out home together.

As Martin got into the car, he shouted to Bruce, "Don't forget the party tomorrow afternoon."

Bruce waved his hand, started the car and left.

The Ford car was parked there without moving. Martin sat in the car, threw a piece of gum into his mouth, and thought while chewing.

In fact, he had thought about Bruce's problem.

But as the customer flow started to increase, the boss Vincent was filled with satisfaction and was no longer as eager as before. Even if Martin proposed it, there would not be much return.

We need to wait and see. We need to be careful about the methods and ways to make money from our boss.

The next morning, Martin went to the Marietta Theater to show his presence in front of the director Jerome. He also asked Jerome, who boasted of his superb acting skills, for advice on a few performance issues, which gave the director a sense of satisfaction in guiding a rookie.
Of course, that’s not the point.

"Captain, I can solve the basic living problems." Martin wanted to remind the creditor that this bastard still owed him money! He took the initiative to promise: "I will pay back the overdue dues as soon as possible."

Jerome had a friend who lent him $200 more than a year ago and never mentioned paying it back. He was very satisfied with Martin's attitude and said, "Keep your phone open next week. I have contacted another play, which also belongs to Gray's company."

“You can always call me,” Martin said.

When they came out, Martin asked for the Entertainment Weekly that Ben Jerome had finished reading.

Send it back to Bruce.

Martin went to the supermarket to buy some fresh fruits and vegetables in preparation for the afternoon party.

The four Carter siblings all came to help.

The barbecue grill was set up, and cheap beer, whiskey and rum were placed on the table. Elena made a large bowl of vegetable salad. Lily and Hall simply leveled the land in the backyard. Harris, with one arm hanging, fiddled with the speakers that Martin rented, preparing to be a DJ.

Martin specially marked out a place: "This is the dance floor, let's dance together then."

Elena said: "I asked, the neighbors go out to work during the day and will not attract APD."

Because Martin was going to the Beast's House in the evening, the party started at 2:30 in the afternoon. Monica brought a dozen young girls, all of whom were poor girls from the nearby community.

Several people whom Harris had tutored also came.

There were quite a few of them, and they were quite noisy.

When the two followed Hall to another place, Martin asked, "How did you invite him?"

"Customers," Harris said. "If they are happy, they will continue to let me be their tutor and introduce me to new students who need tutoring. I charge by the hour and can make a lot of money."

Martin nodded. "Making money is not a bad thing."

Bruce, Ivan, Golden Retriever, Hart and others arrived at this time. Martin went to greet them. Unlike the girls, they all brought gifts to varying degrees.

Seeing the crowd in the backyard, Ivan didn't bother to say anything more to Martin. He strode into the crowd and started dancing wildly.

Bruce was taken away by the plump Monica before he could say anything. Martin turned on the stereo, and as the music started, glasses of beer, whiskey and rum were raised by everyone.

Alcohol stirred up the emotions, and the handsome guys and hot girls started dancing hotly.

There were so many people and the footsteps were so chaotic that the ground seemed to be shaking, and the soil in the backyard was trampled even more firmly.

A simple party can also be a great occasion.

Martin had a few drinks, blended in with the crowd and danced for a while, then returned to cook behind the grill.

I have had outdoor barbecues before, so simple barbecues are not a problem.

Elena played for a while and came over to help.

After the first batch was baked, Harris pulled Hall over and took some to give to Harris' students.

With so many people and few grills, the grilling speed is inevitably slow.

Hart yelled, "Boss Martin, you are too slow and you don't have enough to eat."

Martin pointed to the long table in the yard and said, "Drink as much beer as you want."

Elena came over and said, "You overestimated how fast you can grill the meat. There's not enough food."

Martin said, "Call Rosario Grill and have them send some food over as soon as possible."

Elena nodded and picked up her phone to make a call.

Bruce got rid of Monica's entanglement and ran over to grill with Martin: "You are a good griller, at least you can make people eat it. I thought you would grill it into poison."

Martin flipped the skewers and said, "Old Bull, to tell you the truth, I am the most versatile person in Atlanta."

"Yes, you are the best braggart." Bruce mocked as usual: "Don't even mention Atlanta, there are people in Georgia who are better than you in bragging."

Martin added some charcoal to the oven. "I'm also good at roasting civilized people."

After Elena finished the call, she came over and said, “Can I try a cocktail?”

Martin agreed: "Sure, it's a good opportunity for them to taste it."

With so many people, it would be a shame not to use them as guinea pigs for experiments.

Elena called Monica over, and the two of them went next door and brought over a variety of base liquors, ice cubes, and raw materials.

The oven was temporarily handed over to Bruce, and Martin helped Elena prepare the raw materials. Elena shouted a few times and started doing cocktail experiments, mixing several common cocktails.

Perhaps because she was "influenced" by the Carters' alcohol since she was a child, Elena has a good talent in this area.

Of course, the wine mixed by beginners will inevitably taste strange.

Everyone at the party became a test subject.

But no one cares, as long as it's fun enough.

During this time, some men and women said goodbye and left, such as Monica dragged Bruce away.

Adult men and women, commonplace.

It was almost six in the evening when the party dispersed. Many people were drunk and the backyard was a mess.

Martin took Elena to the club: "I'll take you out to play." He pointed to the backyard and said to the two minors and the disabled: "Idiots, clean up. When I come back, if there is still damn garbage here, I will dig a hole and bury you! Believe me, I can do it!"

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