America gains both fame and fortune

Chapter 272 Big Stick Punishment
The next day after returning to Los Angeles, Martin went out early in the morning and came to the Mercedes-Benz sales store in Beverly Commercial Center.

As soon as he and Bruce walked in, a salesperson notified the store manager.

A middle-aged man wearing glasses quickly came down the second floor and greeted me, "Mr. Davis, welcome. What car model do you need?"

Martin didn't waste any words and walked directly to the off-road vehicle area. When the manager caught up with him, he pointed to the black G-Class on the stand and asked, "Do you have any white models in stock?"

"Yes, we have it in stock." The manager wanted to introduce the vehicle and its specifications: "This is the latest modified SUV of Mercedes-Benz..."

Martin didn't listen to his nonsense and interrupted him directly: "I want the top configuration, open the order!"

The customer was happy, and the manager was also happy. He turned to the assistant next to him and said, "Go and make the order immediately."

Martin said directly: "Go through the formalities as quickly as possible. I want to drive it away before 11 o'clock."

The manager responded: "Don't worry, Mr. Davis. There will be absolutely no problem."

Today, Blake Lively returned to Los Angeles from New York.

Martin was going to drive to the airport to pick someone up and give her a surprise.

There were several times when the two talked about cars, and Martin specifically asked, Blake's favorite was the white Mercedes-Benz G-Class.

The manager chatted with Martin while Bruce went to see AMG with great interest.

Now that the money was in place, everything was easy. The salesperson issued the invoice and Martin paid with his credit card. At 10:, he drove away from the Beverly Center.

Arrived at Los Angeles International Airport and waited for a while before the flight from New York landed.

Blake was dragging his suitcase and saw Martin in the aisle at a glance. He ignored his father beside him and almost ran out.

She ignored the people around her, and even less the flashing lights, and jumped up and pounced on Martin.

It wasn't until Ernie Lively came out of the passage that Martin let go of Blake and went over to say hello.

Ernie waved his hand, not wanting to say more: "I'm leaving first."

Martin took the suitcase with one hand and pulled Blake up with the other: "Let's go home."

Blake smiled and nodded: "Yeah, go home."

Martin looked at Blake as he walked.

"What's wrong?" Blake asked, "Have I changed?"

Martin praised: "More beautiful and sexier."

Blake moved closer and said, "I've been working out. I'll let you take a closer look when we get back."

Martin felt that Blake was slightly different, more sophisticated than when he left Los Angeles.

Not only the appearance, but also the temperament and style.

From luggage to clothes to jewelry, they are all first-line brands.

Arriving at the parking lot, Martin took out the car keys and handed them to Blake: "You drive today, this is for you."

Blake looked at the key in his hand, then at the white G-Class across from him, and slapped his face with one hand, all in disbelief: "God Jesus! Is this for me? It's so beautiful! Martin, I love you so much!"

Martin made a gesture of invitation: "Go ahead."

Blake let go of Martin's hand, ran over, walked around the car, touched the new car, and was as excited as a child who got a favorite toy. After getting into the driver's seat, he shouted, "Martin, what are you still standing there for? Get in the car! Get in the car!"

Martin put the luggage in the trunk first, then got on the passenger seat.

Blake started the car and suddenly accelerated after leaving the parking lot, scaring Martin.

"You don't drive often, so drive steadily and don't go too fast!" Martin didn't want his friends to sing "See You Again", nor did he want the sales of the films he starred in to skyrocket.

The biggest advantage of Blake is that he takes the standard of a male god as the basis for everything, immediately reducing the speed and driving steadily.

Martin asked, “What’s it like living on the Upper East Side?”

Blake said simply: "There are a lot of rich people there." She added: "The assholes on the East Coast look down on us Californians."

Technically, Martin is also from the East Coast.

Blake quickly corrected: "I was talking about New Yorkers."

Martin laughed: "Those Yankees are also sworn enemies of Atlanta."

Blake said: "I will go to New York again next year. Gossip Girl will start preparations soon. My father is planning it and plans to make it a series for teenagers."

Martin said: "Your father is very experienced, you should trust his judgment."

The white G-Class quickly entered the Coty community and drove directly into the house. The Escalade driven by Bruce behind it automatically stopped at the curb at the door.

Old Bu knew that the couple would start making trouble as soon as they entered.

Meanwhile, a flight from Toronto landed at Los Angeles International Airport.

Mene, wearing sunglasses and carrying a bag, left the airport.

Munir, the agent, was waiting for him.

The two got in the car and returned to North Hollywood. Munir took out an invitation: "At the beginning of next month, Warner Bros. will hold a celebration event and invite you to participate."

Mene flipped through the pages: "They also invited me?"

Munir said: "Maybe because of Martin."

Mene couldn't help but feel annoyed when Martin was mentioned. He patted his seat and said, "The boss had a conflict with Pete. It's a pity that I wasn't there, otherwise Pete would have been in trouble!"

Munir knew what his client was best at and reminded her, "It's not your turn to lick Aniston!"

"I know!" Mene cherishes everything he has now, and he also knows where it comes from: "Pete, that bastard, won't give up like this."

He asked Munir, "How old is Pete? How old is his mother?"

Uncle Mene's words shocked Munir so much that he almost exploded on the spot. He quickly reminded him: "Peter seems to be over 40 years old."

"Just over 60 years old?" Mene decided to check.

He took out his cell phone and called Bruce first: "Bruce, I'm back. Come out for a drink with the boss tonight!"

Bruce sat in the car, looked at the door, and said, "You should ask Martin to drink some other time. Blake is back from New York today."

Mene understood: "Then another day."

When approaching North Hollywood, Munir suddenly remembered something extremely important, slowed down the car slightly, and said, "Paris Hilton contacted me during this period."

Mene was alert: "What does she want to do? Use the little relationship between her and me to hype it up? That's all in the past. Why should I cooperate with her?"

"She seems a little lonely." Munir said something completely different: "She wants to ask you out for a date. She said she has a long-term suite at the Hilton Hotel or something like that."

Mene frowned, "That's all? Nothing else?"

Munir didn't understand: "Aren't these hints enough to ask you out?"

"Don't you have this?" Mene twirled her fingers and said, "Why would I go on a tryst with her without this? Why would I cooperate with her?"

Munir didn't want to talk anymore.

Mene said confidently: "Paris is such a shameless person, she actually wants to have sex with Master Mene for free!"

This year, even those powerful female casting directors and producers who let Mr. Mene lick their pants were paid with real roles as compensation.

At Warner Bros., people were sending out party invitations everywhere.

This year, Warner Bros. achieved outstanding results and launched many blockbuster movies. Not only did the Harry Potter series continue to sell well, but it also revitalized the Batman series, and many of its small and medium-sized productions achieved high box office.

Many of Warner Bros.' partners received invitations to the celebration party.

Because Martin went to Atlanta, the invitation letter was sent to Thomas.

Upon learning that Martin had returned to Los Angeles, Thomas sent him over immediately.

Bruce could only call Martin and let Thomas wait for a while before the courtyard gate opened.

Thomas walked in and saw only Martin. He handed him the invitation and told him, "You must attend unless it's something very important."

Martin glanced through it briefly and said, "I'll go."

Thomas added, "The Nolans will be there, too."

Martin nodded and asked, "Is there anything I should pay attention to?"

"Pitt will go too. If he doesn't provoke you, ignore him." Thomas emphasized, "If nothing unexpected happens, Jolie and Aniston have both been invited. You should pay more attention."

Martin said frankly: "They and I are just ordinary friends. Pete is mentally ill."

At this time, footsteps were heard on the stairs. Blake came down from upstairs after changing his clothes, greeted Thomas, and sat next to Martin.

Thomas automatically cooperated with Martin: "Yes, there is something wrong with Pete's brain. He has crazy thoughts."

Martin asked, "Will you go too?"

Thomas nodded slightly: "I have received an invitation too."

He quickly glanced at Blake and felt that if he continued to talk, he might not be able to match Martin's thoughts. After all, he was playing too much, so he quickly said goodbye: "I still have work to do at the company. I have to go back and deal with it."

Martin and Blake escort Thomas out of the villa.

Blake didn't even bother asking about Pitt and Aniston. In the eyes of female fans, these were just trivial matters. Sleeping with her idol was more important than anything else.

She winked at Martin. "I brought back some clothes from New York. Do you want to see them? They all said that my figure is better than that of a model. I will look good in them on the catwalk."

How could Martin miss the opportunity to appreciate it? He pulled Blake upstairs and said, "Perform for me next to each other."

Blake lay on top of him and laughed, "I even learned how to walk like a cat. My bedroom is my catwalk."

A good actor must be able to handle various roles. Blake is in the learning stage, so she asked Martin, a talented and highly praised guy, to guide her on the spot on how to handle important roles such as sailor, PD, white-collar worker, etc.

Black performed well and Martin would give her a lollipop as a reward.

If the performance was not good, Martin would use a big stick to severely punish her so that she would be impressed and not make the same mistake again.

(End of this chapter)