America gains both fame and fortune

Chapter 44: Playing Specially

Chapter 44: Playing Specially

Atlanta is not very hot in the summer, but Peachtree Street was extremely hot that day. Thousands of people wore uniform and headed towards the Georgia Building.

Along the way, APDs were on high alert.

Hundreds of media reporters were excited.

The TV stations that received the news early drove their TV broadcast vehicles over in the early morning.

The slogans shouted by the crowd resounded through people’s hearts - I am the master of my own life!

What is more attractive than the slogan is the pink kettle in the hand.

The realistic shape, coquettish temperament, exaggerated size and peculiar use have produced a sensational effect.

CNN, headquartered in Atlanta, broadcast the news live and the television footage was broadcast across the United States.

When seven or eight thousand people, led by Congresswoman Erica, collectively drank water from kettles, then held up the kettles and shouted "I am the master of my own life", not only the media reporters and conservative crowds on the scene were stunned, but even the TV viewers across the United States were shocked.

Zuozhou is crazy.

Councillor Erica climbed onto the podium, tightly grasped the pink kettle and shouted: "What we hold is not a kettle, but freedom!"

She held the straw in her mouth and took a sip: "We are not drinking water, we are enjoying the freedom that is our gift!"

Maybe it was used last night, or maybe the straw was not securely fastened and fell to the ground with a plop.

The kettle without the straw looks more attractive.

All the camera lenses turned to Congresswoman Erica, giving her a long close-up.

When it comes to politics, one has long thrown away his face. Erica felt that today would create a sensation across the United States. She held the kettle tightly with one hand as if she were holding her lover, and made a victory gesture with the other hand.

As long as it can increase exposure and influence, what does it matter?
Kelly Gray accompanied Chairman Julia and stood behind Councillor Erica. This was her first time to step onto the podium of a large event in Georgia.

Senator Erica stepped back from the front, stood next to Julia, and nodded to Kelly Gray: "You did a good job."

Kelly quickly said, "I'll do my part."

Looking from above, the media reporters were going crazy. Erica was very satisfied with the results of the event: "Julia, the person who made the plan should be rewarded in the name of the Freedom Society."

This is a money society, and money is the best motivation.

Julia nodded and said softly, "Kelly, you draw up the list and plan."

In the past, this was the responsibility of the vice president, and Kelly Gray was delighted: "I will come up with a plan immediately after the event."

She craned her neck to look in the crowd, but there were quite a few men involved, and she couldn't find Martin at all.

There were so many people that the Beast House banner was not noticeable at all, and all the limelight was stolen by the kettle.

Hart grabbed the kettle, pulled it down and up, and said, "What idiot came up with this kettle? It's so fucking cheap."

He asked Martin: "Dad Martin, that idiot wouldn't have designed it based on himself, right? That's too exaggerated. He can compete with you."

Martin warned: "Son, if you keep talking nonsense, I will send you to Thailand."

The rally lasted until noon, when the crowd gradually dispersed.

The streets were filled with people holding pink kettles, creating a beautiful landscape.

If anyone questions it, someone will immediately retort – what we are holding is not a kettle, but freedom!
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Los Angeles, LA Freedom Club headquarters.

After seeing CNN finish its live broadcast of news from Atlanta, Carolyn, the chairman of the board, made a phone call: "Louise, was this event organized by the Georgians themselves?"

"Yeah, it's very interesting, so fun."

"How can a conservative and dull Georgian come up with such a trick?" Caroline didn't quite understand. "They are more avant-garde than us. I can't understand it."

Louise said, "ATL Liberty Club has a genius who is very creative. The kettle and slogan were all designed by him." Caroline thought for a moment and said, "He should come to Los Angeles. We are the ones standing at the forefront of the world."

Louise hung up the phone, the car door opened, and Kelly Gray lowered her head and got in.

She grabbed Louise's arm and her voice trembled with excitement: "Senator Erica and Chairman Julia will nominate me as vice chairman."

Louise lay sideways on the seat: "Are you so excited?"

Kelly let go of her hand: "Although my family has some resources, they are all placed on my two brothers. I can only run a small company that dares not even shoot theater movies."

Louise deliberately asked, "How are you going to thank that Martin?"

Kelly laughed: "He likes being an actor and wants to make money to get out of the quagmire. I gave him a chance. Of course, the premise is that I can make more money."

Louise raised her chin frivolously: "I thought you had slept with him."

"He's good-looking, has a likable personality, is sensible, interesting, and versatile. He's better than many of his peers from wealthy families." Women are more exaggerated than men when talking about private matters. Kelly picked up the pink kettle, took a deep sip of water, and said, "As far as I know, he made this thing based on himself."

Louise couldn't help laughing: "What an interesting person." She grabbed the kettle with both hands: "Have you ever used it? Is it good? Is it just for show? Is it really that exaggerated?"

Kelly ignored the slut's dirty talk and sighed, "It's a pity that he comes from a poor family. There are not many poor people with talents like him."

Louise thought of yesterday: "Well, his acting is OK. As for the part yesterday, it was above average."

Kelly said: "Actually, his best skill is not acting."

"I know." Louise picked up the kettle and poked Kelly in the face: "This."

Kelly snatched it back: "I'm not kidding you, he's the best at mixing drinks, remember the paper airplane I mentioned?"

Originally Louise just thought it was interesting, but when she heard about the cocktail she had never tried before, she immediately sat up straight and said, "Call him, call him quickly."

She slapped her head again: "Damn it, I have important work to do in the afternoon, I can't get drunk, it's better not to drink if I don't get drunk."

Kelly said, "Drunkard!"

Once the alcohol bug is aroused, it is difficult to suppress it. Louise said, "Call him and ask if he is free in the evening. I will pay him by the hour."

…………

In the afternoon, Martin received a call from Kelly and went to the Freedom Society headquarters.

The Freedom Society's board of directors held a small meeting and awarded Martin and others a special certificate of honor and a $5000 reward in recognition of their outstanding performance in this event.

For Martin right now, the cash incentive is most refreshing.

Martin followed Kelly Gray into her office and asked, "You're in such a good mood, is there something good going on?"

Kelly Gray's eyebrows almost went up to the sky: "Vice President, it's basically confirmed."

"Congratulations." Martin said as if he were an old friend: "Kelly, you have to treat us."

Kelly Gray said, "How about tonight? Louise is an alcoholic. After hearing what I said about paper airplanes, she can't wait any longer. Do you have time? The suite she's staying in has a wine cabinet. She can always get some wine if she needs it."

She specifically reminded: "If you want to be a star, Louise can help you."

Martin's smile was still as bright as ever: "Kelly, I really don't know how to thank you."

Kelly joked: "When you become a big star, help me act in a play."

The two chatted for a while, especially Louise's taste in wine.

After leaving the Liberty Club and returning to the club to get the wine that had been prepared long ago, Martin asked his boss Vincent for leave.

He was also considering that now that he had financial security in his life, he could give up his part-time job at the Beast Bar.

Because he made money, his sons believed in him. This was fine in the short term, but what about in the long term?

What would Vincent think?
(End of this chapter)

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