In the Bruce family's living room, a dirty ceiling fan rotates on the ceiling, blowing posters of Scarlett Johansson and Jennifer Lopez.
The height of the poster is very strange, with an adult standing with his chin right in the middle of the poster.
The portraits of the two celebrities were damaged, and the color of the wall was exposed below their waists and legs.
Without waiting for Martin to reason and analyze carefully, Bruce quickly came out of the bedroom with a look of dissatisfaction and cursed in a low voice: "Why did you come early, you pervert who is obsessed with the earth? Do you know how hard I worked to convince Monica?"
Martin gave him the middle finger: "Pay attention to civilized language!"
Bruce looked everywhere: "Where's my gun? I'm going to beat the shit out of you today!"
Martin said: "I have a cannon, do you want to lend it to you?"
The plump Monica entered the living room at this time and asked: "What are you talking about?"
Bruce immediately changed his face, scratched his face and said, "It's about work."
He took out the newspaper from the drawer and threw it to Martin: "This is the Atlanta Star, the largest male-oriented tabloid in Georgia. Starting from the protest in front of the state Capitol, the Star continuously reported on the conflict between the Methodist Church and the Women's Association, and wrote a lot It’s a short story. It is said that the response has been good. Monica has a friend who works as a freelance reporter and knows people from Star News.”
Martin flipped through the newspaper, and sure enough there were relevant reports.
In a way that is difficult to put into law but can be understood by most people, he fabricated the story of a high-level member of the Methodist Church who was a director of the Women's Association, causing constant and violent conflicts between the two organizations.
This kind of tabloid is certainly not afraid of prosecution and is eager to be sued by these well-known organizations.
Martin said to Monica: "Can you contact the Star News reporter through your friend and do a report on Beast House?"
Monica thought of the last check and immediately responded: "I'll call and ask."
The answer was affirmative.
"When will it be used?" Monica asked.
Martin made some calculations: "Wait for two days, then I will ask Bruce to call you, and then I will pay you after the work is done."
She was very satisfied with the previous reward, and Monica smiled: "There's no rush."
In the evening, a female customer who went to the Beast House Club for entertainment found out that the club was holding an event today and the club was giving out free lapel badges. Those who wore the lapel badges could get a free glass of beer at the bar.
Most people are too lazy to take off pin-buckle collar badges after wearing them. They may only think of it when they go back to take off their clothes.
Martin left the club at 9:30 in the evening and drove around Saijo Street, visiting all the bars and nightclubs.
In every nightclub, you can see women wearing badges.
After they leave the House of Beasts, they do the same thing, hooking up with men or being hooked up by men.
When Martin was bartending, he had a lot of conversations with the female customers, and he had some understanding of their group. Coquettishness was not enough to describe them.
The blazing fire of the beast's house cracked the already dry land, waiting for the heavy rain to fall.
Martin also chatted with a number of men enjoying themselves at the nightclub.
Most of them want to pick up girls in nightclubs, which are free.
The rest are gay.
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The owner of the black bar, Boyette, stood on the second floor, holding the guardrail with both hands, watching the groups of women pouring in at the entrance.
These people wore the same collar badges, and he was curious: "Which organization is the woman from?"
The last time, the Methodist Association and the ATL Women's Association had a chaotic fight, which left a shadow on Boyet. The crazy group of Women's Association not only dared to take off their underwear in the street, but also threw their feces into a black bar. on the wall.
It's terrible when a woman goes crazy.
Since then, Boyette has been a softie for several days when facing his wife Betty.
Both mental and physical.
Diego, a middle-aged Latin man next to him, had already paid attention: "The House of Beasts across the street is holding an event and giving away badges and beer. These crazy women were aroused by that place and came to our place to seduce men and make secondary purchases."
Boyet watched for a while, and the women ordered drinks or other items one after another to help the bar increase revenue.
He asked: "How long has this been going on?"
Diego said: “It started when business was booming at the Beast House.”
As time went by, women wearing collar badges entered the black bar from time to time. When Boyet was calm, his head was very clear: "These sluts from the House of Beasts are eager to find men. The one closest to the House of Beasts Nightclubs are our black bars. These sluts are particularly easy to hook up with and can attract more men and bring more customers to the bar."
Diego laughed: "We also got some benefits."
Boyette rubbed his black chin and considered seriously: "Is there a good way to attract all the customers who have left the House of Beasts into our bar and create income for us? Or, we can add relevant content and grab more How many female customers?”
Diego said: "I'll think of a way."
Two big-assed women came down below. Boyette's dark face blossomed into an asshole: "Think carefully, I'll go pick up a girl."
Diego could only watch his boss pick up girls while he struggled to find a way.
He found that most of those sluts didn't care about black and white.
Diego came up with the idea of asking the boss to find a group of strong black guys from South City to place in front of the bar?
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For three consecutive nights, Martin hung out in Saijo Street and nearby bars and nightclubs.
No matter what he saw or what he asked personally, it proved that his idea was extremely feasible.
Martin no longer hesitated and approached his boss Vincent.
Anyway, if you become a person, you will earn a lot of money, and if you don’t make it, your income will also be a lot of money.
Martin is a man who has experienced Ma Zhen and dares to challenge the earth.
Arriving at Vincent's office on the second floor, Martin said directly: "Boss, I have an idea."
Vincent asked: "Can we increase the passenger flow by one-third?"
"It's possible." Martin didn't say dead, but introduced the following situation: "The club mainly has female customers. The security in Atlanta is average, and women are worried about their safety at night. The number of people entering the club drops sharply after 10 o'clock, especially after 10:30, and they leave The number of people increased.”
Vincent knew this and raised his cowboy hat slightly: "Use after ten o'clock?"
"Yes." Martin said again: "I contacted the media and prepared to spend money to buy reports in the media, and also prepared new club posters."
Having successfully laid the foundation last time, Vincent has some confidence in Martin: "Go find Dana and write a check."
After some time, Martin went to the finance office and asked Dana to write some checks.
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The next morning.
Martin found Bruce and asked him to contact Monica, who contacted a deputy editor of the Atlanta Star through a freelance journalist friend.
The two drove to Beicheng District and entered a cafe.
Monica and her freelance journalist friend are waiting.
Martin asked a few questions, took out two checks of small denominations and gave them to the two of them respectively.
I don’t feel bad spending the club’s money.
The freelance reporter made a call, and about ten minutes later, Buckley, the deputy editor of the Atlanta Star, rushed over.
Monica and the two left voluntarily.
Martin was polite and said directly: "Mr. Buckley, I need a report."
Buckley asked, "Do you have a script?"
"Sorry, I can't write it." The predecessor's happy education has not yet been completed, and it is already difficult to read books and newspapers. An idiot like Elena cannot read even slightly more complicated articles. Martin asked: "I will tell you the theme and general content, and you will write it?"
Buckley said nothing, slowly stirred the coffee with his right hand, and gently twisted it twice with the thumb and index finger of his left hand.
"The reward will definitely satisfy you." Martin took out the check from his pocket and pushed it over.
Buckley looked at the numbers and shook his head slightly.
Martin understood: "More money?"
Although it cost the club money, the experience of taking money out of pocket is really bad.
Martin took out another one.
Buckley was satisfied and picked up the two checks: "You said it."
Martin kicked Bruce.
Bruce reacted immediately and pulled back his coat, opening the placket to reveal the gun bag.
"Sir, journalism is a noble profession, and I have a noble professional ethics!" Buckley saw clearly. While collecting the check, he swore: "You give me money and I will do the work, so don't worry."
Civilized people are so reliable when doing things.
