Reborn in America: I Have an Equipment Slot

"How was it? Can you understand it?"

After waiting for a while, seeing Goode carefully flipping through the pages, Owen became a little anxious and asked.

"Hey, buddy, how could I not understand?" Goode's lips twitched, and he looked up at Owen with some surprise, asking:

"But are you sure this is a legitimate contract? This contract is too strange..."

"Strange? What's strange about it?" Owen frowned.

Goode began to explain, "First of all, the first point is that the contract you gave me is a salary contract provided by a film company to an actor, right?"

Irving nodded.

"But as a salary contract, the employer is usually in a stronger position and imposes various restrictions during the cooperation. However, your contract is completely in line with the contractor's wishes."

Goode said with some surprise, "The second point is that if this compensation contract only stipulated the salary, that would be fine, but the problem is that it also includes a share of the box office revenue!"

"Hey buddy, it's about movie box office revenue sharing! Generally speaking, apart from film investors and distributors, let alone big-name actors, even famous directors wouldn't have such a rule."

"So, buddy, this contract is way too favorable for the contractor, are you sure you're not kidding me?"

Goode shrugged and stated his assessment: "If I'm not mistaken, the reason the film company offered such a contract is definitely because this actor brought their own funding to the project!"

"OK, I understand." Irving finally relaxed after hearing Goode say that.

Then Irving pulled a $20 bill from his pocket and handed it directly to Good.

Seeing the $20 handed to him, Goode looked completely bewildered. The next second, he snapped, "Hey, buddy, what do you mean by this? Are you looking down on me?"

"This is just a small token of my appreciation." Seeing that the other person seemed to think it wasn't enough, Irving took out another $20 from his pocket and handed it over.

But to his surprise, Goode stood up and refused.

"Sorry, buddy," Goode said, spreading his hands, looking utterly speechless. "I only helped out because of James. If I had taken any payment, it would have tainted our friendship!"

After saying that, Goode shoved the contract directly into Irving's arms, then turned and left, his attitude resolute.

……

Half an hour later, Owen returned to Tina's place.

Unexpectedly, the door was not locked.

Upon entering the bedroom, Owen saw Tina still lying in bed and chuckled, "What's wrong? Still not recovered?"

"What do you think?" Tina rolled her eyes at him, took a deep breath, and said, "Honey, were you wearing a bulletproof vest last night? How come you're so stiff?"

"If it's always like this, I think we should just meet once a week... no, once a month. That would be better for both of us..."

"Meet once a month?" Owen said with a laugh. "That's not what you said before."

"Who knew you were this good?" Tina was speechless.

Irving smiled and heard the door slam shut outside!

He then remembered that the front door hadn't been closed earlier and asked:

"What was that noise? Did you leave the door open?"

"The door wasn't closed?" Tina thought for a moment, then sighed. "It's Ayesha."

"She's been angry with me for the past two days, so she's been avoiding me..."

"I wanted to annoy her last night, but now it seems I've only angered her more," Tina said, feeling a bit of a headache.

Tina sensed that Owen had sneaked back onto the bed while she was talking, and his hands were starting to wander. She quickly pushed him away and whispered reproachfully, "Darling, you're not going to do it again, are you?"

"Is that not allowed?" Seeing Tina begin to resist, Owen's desire to conquer was instantly ignited.

But the next second, he was slightly taken aback.

"I really can't go on, please have mercy on me." Tina immediately put on a 'I'm about to die' expression and casually said, "Why don't you try going to Ayesha?"

"She's really upset about her recent breakup. If you can cheer her up, I wouldn't mind the three of us having dinner together..."

Upon hearing this, Irving immediately took a deep breath. "Really?"

"I'm not lying to you, but why are you so excited?" Tina asked, a hint of jealousy in her voice. "Could it be that you've had your eye on her for a while now?"

"Don't accuse me wrongly." Seeing Tina's displeasure, Owen quickly raised his hands. "If you don't agree, then I won't go."

"Go ahead, go ahead." Seeing Owen's indifferent expression, Tina chuckled. "You men are always like this, you get tired of each other after being together for a while."

"If you can win Ayesha back, at least if you abandon me in the future, I'll still have a close sister..."

Upon hearing Tina's words, Owen quickly stood up and left the bedroom.

He didn't want to hear a woman's endless complaints.

Arriving at Ayesha's door, Owen took a deep breath and was about to knock.

The next second, he heard a woman scream from inside the house.

Then came a series of sounds of glass shattering.

"F**K! F**K!!"

Hearing Ayesha's hysterical cursing coming from inside the house, Owen's lips twitched.

After thinking for a moment, he decided it was best not to provoke this blonde Caucasian beauty who had just become depressed.

Irving was just about to turn around.

The next second, the door suddenly opened!

Seeing Ayesha completely soaked in water, her large body clearly visible beneath her white shirt.

Irving immediately gasped.

I didn't realize!

Is Ayesha really that talented?

This size is way too big, are you sure it wasn't intentional?

Ayesha saw Owen standing in front of her door, her emerald green eyes widening in surprise: "Owen? You're here?"

"Well, ma'am, I just heard some noise coming from your room and was wondering if something had happened." Owen shrugged, indicating it was purely coincidental.

"It's nothing," Ayesha said coldly.

"That's good, that's good." Irving turned to leave.

But as soon as he turned his head, he found that Ayesha's room was in a mess.

Glasses, chairs, blankets—all sorts of things were scattered on the floor, as if someone had looted it.

Seeing this, Owen stopped and thought for a moment before saying, "Ayesha, are you having some kind of trouble? If you have any problems, you can tell me. Tina and I can help you."

"Oh my god, help me?" Ayesha sneered. "How could you and Tina be so kind?"

"What's wrong? Tired from exercising in bed? You disturbed me, and now you're feeling guilty?"

"I'm telling you, I don't need your concern!" Ayesha said angrily.

As he spoke, he walked towards the bathroom.

With a loud "bang"!

The bathroom door was slammed shut.

A moment later, Ayesha's sobs could be heard from inside.