America gains both fame and fortune

Chapter 28 It's really deadly

The black bar discriminated against men and charged a $15 admission fee. Martin paid the money, entered the bar, went to the bar counter and ordered a beer, then quickly scanned the entire place.

The business area is smaller than that of the Beast House, and the customers are mainly men. Many girls on the stage and in the cages twist their sexy bodies to the accompaniment of hip-hop music.

"Hi handsome."

Suddenly a woman came over to chat with him, pointed at Martin and said to the bartender: "Give him a Long Island Iced Tea cocktail, it's my treat."

After ordering the drinks, the woman looked at Martin carefully and felt that he looked familiar. After thinking for a while, she said, "It's you? Why are you here?"

Martin recognized the woman, who had ordered cocktails at the Beast House tonight, and responded casually: "Come over and taste other people's wines and learn from their merits."

The woman grabbed Martin's arm and waved behind her: "Sisters, look, who is this."

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

They have been coveting the handsome bartender at the Beast House for a long time.

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

If I really want to go, whoever I want can go? Martin is very clear: "My work is not finished yet, I will go back soon. If I leave for too long, my boss will fire me."

If Martin gave in decisively, it would be fatal.

They didn't necessarily want Martin, and seeing that Martin firmly refused, they quickly went to hook up with other people.

Martin breathed a sigh of relief, then looked towards the dance floor of the bar, and saw that there were more than six memorable female faces, there were quite a few, and they were all doing one thing, hooking up or making out.

Once you form a pair, leave the bar quickly.

Martin finished his beer, left the Black Bar, crossed the street and returned to the entrance of the Beast House. He called Ivan: "I remember the club ordered a batch of lapel pins to give to customers for free?"

Ivan said, "It has arrived. It's in the warehouse."

Martin saw only a few of them, so he needed more examples. "Give them out to customers tomorrow. Let them wear them around their collars and get free beer. I'll talk to the boss."

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

Martin just had an idea, but he still needed to verify whether it would work.

This is not the same complicated operation as the last time targeting the media and conservative liberals. Using a $1 prize to test the little people at the bottom, including him, is irresponsible to himself and others.

Martin entered the club and told Vincent that the badges were to be given to customers and there would be no problem distributing them starting tomorrow.

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

Martin added to the complexity: "It's a vague feeling. I need to watch more to grasp the specific feeling."

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

Compared with other channels, Vincent believes more in the club that is completely under his control, at least to ensure that there will be no problems with his share.

Martin went downstairs. It was already late and customers were leaving.

Bruce also paused and asked, "Have you thought of a solution?"

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

Bruce asked, "Civilized debt collection in the morning, I'll have time in the afternoon."

Martin nodded. "Go check which tabloid is the favorite among Atlanta men. It would be best if you could find a way to get in touch with their reporters."

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

Martin was full of disdain: "Old Bull, you are a civilized man, why do you talk about money all the time?" He said in advance: "You can't make extra money."

Bruce lost interest: "I'll let you know if there's any news."

After the club closed, Martin got into the Ford sedan as usual, observed 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 first called Martin "Boss" twitched his nose and said, "I talked to Ivan about the black guy across the street and asked him to stop using racist language and not cause trouble for the club."

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

The golden retriever continued: "Then Martin went to the black bar and came back to tell Ivan about the collar badge."

Vincent thought for a while, but had no idea, so he said, "You can go home now. Report to me if anything happens."

The golden retriever responded, "Yes, boss."

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Just after noon, Martin got his tools and prepared to work.

While doing handicrafts, I thought of the Hollywood crew and took out my cell phone to call Jerome.

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

There are related situations.

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

The rotten-looking man in the pit greeted her warmly: "Hello, my dear niece."

Elena woke up with a start and sat up.

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

Elena looked out the window at the backyard and felt a chilly wind blowing. She quickly found Martin's shirt, put it on and left the living room.

She came to the door and leaned against the door frame. She found Martin holding a hand saw and sawing wood in the yard. She asked, "Idiot, what are you doing?"

Martin wiped his sweat and said, "The wooden bed is about to fall apart. It needs to be reinforced."

Elena noticed that the wood looked familiar and asked, “Where did you get it?”

Martin continued to work: "The fences in the churchyard are too dense, which is not conducive to thieves to rob the graves. I am a good person and helped to remove some of them."

The Carter family was used to doing this, so Elena didn’t mind, but Martin’s clumsy look made her frown: “You look like a waste when doing it by hand, not as good as Lily and Hall. Lily came back early this afternoon, let her help you?”

When Martin heard Lily, he thought of that broken mouth and shook his head: "Guess what the idiot Lily would say when she comes?" He imitated Lily's tone: "Wow, Martin, the hole in your bed board, the broken bed leg, how did it break..."

Elena kicked out a slipper: "Do your job, stop talking nonsense!"

Martin threw away the hand saw, brushed off the sawdust on his hands, pulled Elena and walked in: "Okay, no more nonsense, get to work!"

It was mid-afternoon when the two drove out.

Elena is going to help out at the Methodist church and get some free food.

Martin asked, "Nothing wrong there?"

Elena knew what Martin was asking: "Both sides are sworn enemies. When one side is demonstrating, the other side will immediately follow. No one thinks that a poor loser like me can do anything."

She took out her chastity ring and put it on. The aura she had just had was gone. "Stay away and put me down later. Don't let those idiots see you."

Before Martin let go of Elena, he received a call from Bruce saying that things were going well.

"Come here at 4:30." Bruce reminded, "The front door is blocked by municipal maintenance vehicles, so there's no parking. I've left the back door open for you. You can come in directly when you arrive."

"No problem." Martin dropped Elena off. It was a bit early and he was too lazy to go back, so he went directly to the Baka community.

The back door of Bruce's house was open and Martin went inside.

He walked towards the living room, heard some noise in the bedroom, and came to the master bedroom: "Old Bu!"

As he spoke, he glanced inside and quickly stepped back: "Sorry, Monica and Old Bob, I didn't see you."

(End of this chapter)