America gains both fame and fortune

Chapter 299 Letter of Recommendation

As soon as he returned to Los Angeles, Martin received a call from Aniston. He did not rush home, but went to the agreed hotel to meet Aniston first.

In the suite of the Four Seasons Hotel, the flames of passion ignited as soon as the two met.

The story of the teenager and the goddess real-life poster has entered a new stage.

Finally, Aniston was satisfied, lying on the sofa, and said: "I doubt one thing."

Martin put his arm around her and asked, "What's the matter?"

Aniston turned to look at him, her eyes full of doting: "Tell me honestly, the place where you used to live was really covered with my posters."

Martin knew that he couldn’t change his story, otherwise everything he said in the past would be invalid: “Of course, it just disappeared later.”

"Why?" Aniston asked.

"It's all damaged." Martin put his finger on Aniston's lips: "It's all holes. I was embarrassed to let others see it, so I took it all off."

Aniston pretended to be angry: "You are such a bad guy."

Martin has done this many times with real people, let alone making up a story for a poster: "There's nothing I can do. I'm too talented. I've been strong since I was young."

Aniston didn't want to listen to the man's bragging, so she picked up the bag that had fallen on the side of the sofa, took out a sealed paper bag from it, and handed it to Martin: "My handwritten letter of recommendation. I also gave a greeting to Diana, the associate dean of the California Institute of the Arts."

Martin put it away: "Thank you."

"Is that all you need to thank me for?" Aniston was quite dissatisfied: "You just talk but don't do anything?"

Martin understood that he had to express his gratitude through practical actions.

Needless to say, thank you very much.

Aniston suddenly asked, "Stay with me tonight?"

Martin responded: "Okay."

Aniston suddenly became extremely proactive.

Martin agreed because Blake was not in Los Angeles.

Star actors go out too much for filming and promotion.

After her divorce, Aniston was extremely disappointed with her marriage and didn't want to be in a relationship that could be easily hurt. She wanted a long-term lover like Martin who was capable, trouble-free, and would not covet her property.

After noon the next day, after having lunch together, Martin and Aniston left the hotel separately.

When I returned to the Coty community, I happened to meet Mr. Jones from next door who was driving back.

Jones honked his horn, stopped his car first, waited until Martin's Escalade stopped, lowered the window and shouted, "I got the recommendation letter for you, do you want to come and get it?"

Martin responded, “Sure.”

Jones waved and drove back home.

Martin got out of the car and went out alone. He came to the next door and just rang the doorbell when Jones' voice rang through the intercom: "Martin, please come in."

The iron gate opened and Martin walked in. He saw Mr. Jones standing in front of the villa and waving at him. He walked through the vestibule and followed Mr. Jones into the living room.

In the aisle next to her, Jenna, who was wearing a short sportswear, came out quickly, greeted Martin, and explained, "I was just working out and didn't have time to change clothes. Forgive me."

Martin smiled and said, "It's okay."

Jenna added, "My hormone secretion is high, so I need to maintain a high intensity of exercise. I heard that you also exercise regularly? Let's do it together someday."

Faced with this enthusiastic invitation, Martin responded vaguely: "There is a chance."

Mr. Jones came over with a sealed bag and handed it to Martin: "A letter of recommendation from the director of the Los Angeles Museum of Contemporary Art, who is one of the famous alumni of the California Institute of the Arts."

Martin took it and said, "Thank you."

Mr. Jones laughed, “Last time you gave Jenna the license for Wanted and let her direct and star in the Sacred Valley version. The film is already on the market.”

At this point, Martin could only ask, "The results must be good, right?"

"Very good!" Mr. Jones said with undisguised pride: "It set a sales record for a film starring Jenna. It's more than three times better than the sales of Pirates of the Caribbean during the same period."

Martin exclaimed: "It's quite explosive!"

The studio authorized the adaptation of Wanted to Jenna's company in a way of basic fee plus sales share.

This will also be counted towards the film’s offline revenue.

In other words, as the protagonist and one of the investors of Wanted, Martin can also enjoy a share of the profits.

Mr. Jones was in a very good mood: "Once we win a few big awards, our sales figures will be even higher."

Martin nodded and said to Jenna, "Congratulations."

"Thank you." Jenna invited politely: "If you have time someday, you are welcome to visit the set."

When Bruce first came to Los Angeles, Martin went with him to see Jenna Jameson to observe the live shooting.

Once the veil of mystery and curiosity is removed, the interest is less evident.

Martin just said a few polite words and said goodbye.

The Joneses walked Martin all the way out the courtyard gate.

After returning home, Martin simply packed his luggage and lay down on bed to catch up on his sleep.

Aniston is in her thirties, but her fighting ability is amazing. She didn't get much sleep last night.

After a nap, Martin and Bruce went out again and headed to the North Hollywood Fitness Center. On the way, they called Mene again. The female personal trainer with extremely developed gluteus maximus at the fitness center had resigned and was said to have returned to Mississippi to get married.

Martin put on his gloves and said, "I thought you would develop a relationship with her. After all, she is very much in line with your aesthetic."

Bruce put on his protective gear, picked up a hand target, and said, "Forget about the formal relationship. The personal training circle is very chaotic. In order to sell fitness courses, especially for high-end customers like us, they usually treat themselves as gifts."

Martin bumped his fists and banged them: "Let's do it."

Bruce bent over and did a lunge, cooperating with Martin in his training.

Outside, Mene came near the boxing ring, gestured to the ring, sat on a chair nearby and waited.

He waited until Martin and Bruce finished talking before going over to say hello.

Martin took off his gloves with Bruce's help, held onto the guardrail to catch his breath, and glanced at Mene: "You seem to have gained some weight."

Mene scratched his head and said, "Maybe too much nutrition?"

Bruce, who was drinking water nearby, almost spit it out.

Martin took a bottle of water, handed it to Mene, and crawled out from between the guardrails.

Mene pointed to the cycling area and said, "I've signed up for a membership here and come here at least three times a week."

Bruce came over and hit Mene on the shoulder: "Manage your body well. Many fat people start by slacking off in the first step."

Mene saw Martin enter the locker room and said in a low voice: "I gained weight because of Emma Thomas."

Bruce walked away from the locker room: "What happened? Could it be that her..."

"No, not that." Mene understood what Old Bull meant and explained seriously, "Emma Thomas likes to eat sweets, very sweet ones. I will get sick of them if I eat them."

He further said: "Recently, Emma has been asking me to accompany her for midnight snacks from time to time. They are all crazy sweets. If I want to get her attention, I can only eat as much as she does."

Bruce has met Emma Thomas, a middle-aged woman who doesn't take care of her figure and seems to be quite fat.

He nodded to Mene: "Thank you for your hard work."

"You know my past experiences. Compared to those, this is nothing." Mene was cheerful. After all, Emma Thomas was less than 40 years old, and she was super young among the female directors and producers he had dated.

He suddenly changed the subject, not without boasting: "Before, I only earned tens of thousands of dollars a year, including part-time work and acting. Old Bull, do you know how much I'm paid now? After these two years of development, my pay for a single film can reach over $10. Among the young black actors in Hollywood, I am also one of the most successful supporting actors."

Bruce sincerely wishes: "May you become the next Morgan Freeman soon."

"I don't have a granddaughter, and I don't want one..." Mene shrugged.

Bruce said: "Pay attention to the latest news from Emma Thomas, especially the new Batman and Christian Bale."

Mene knew what to do next: "I understand."

The two men went to the rest area and waited for a while, and Martin came over from the locker room with a bag.

He checked the time and said, "Let's find a place and have a drink. It's my treat."

The three left the gym and drove to a nearby bar.

We just had a few drinks and then the party ended.

Back home, Martin went to the study, turned on the computer and camera, and called Elena.

After a few minutes, Elena and Lily appeared in the camera screen together.

Elena asked, "What's the matter so late?"

Martin said directly: "Good news, I got letters of recommendation from the director of the Los Angeles Museum of Modern Art and Jennifer Aniston."

Over there, Lily jumped up and cheered, "I can go to California Institute of the Arts!"

She grabbed Elena's arm and shook it hard: "Elena, I can go to college in Los Angeles! Haha..."

As soon as she laughed, Elena broke free from Lily's hand and punched her twice.

Lily, who was overjoyed, suddenly became quiet. She wanted to say something, but when she saw that her elder sister's fist was still there, she shut her mouth obediently.

Martin watched the show and continued, "Although you have a recommendation letter, Lily, don't relax. If your test scores are too bad, they may not accept you."

Lily looked at Elena and said, "I've been trying."

Elena knew she couldn’t stop her sister, so she simply asked, “Is tuition expensive?”

Martin said: "You don't have to worry about tuition fees..."

"No need." Elena refused without hesitation: "I have saved some money here, enough to support Lily's first year of tuition. She will have to rely on herself from now on."

Lily replied confidently: "I work part-time and can earn money."

Martin didn't say much. After all, people have to go through certain hardships to truly grow.

Lily said at this time: "I just finished a batch of works, and I feel that they are better than the previous carvings. I will mail them to you tomorrow."

Martin said, "No problem. Next time my crew gives out souvenirs, I'll give you your carving."

Lily was very happy.

But people like Martin wouldn't let her be happy for more than five seconds: "Is that batch of raw materials almost gone? I'll get you another batch."

Lily's face immediately fell.

(End of this chapter)