For several days in a row, the Beast House has seen a booming customer flow, and the male team is all in high spirits. The high tips they receive every night are like a super Viagra, making them excited all the time.
The temptation of making money can make people do some incredible things.
In the locker room, the sportsman group was about to change clothes and put on makeup, and leader Hart suddenly shouted: "Who gave us the money to get rich?"
Stylish men shouted in confusion: "Hungry customers!"
Hart continued to ask loudly: "Who brought those crazy customers?"
The voices of the sportsmen were much more uniform this time: "Martin Davis!"
"For Martin's father!" Hart moved out a box: "I want to raise funds!"
Carrington was curious: "Why?"
Hart looked around: "Is Martin our father?"
Someone said with a smile: "As long as it can make me money, I can call him God."
The sportsmen who are making crazy money these days are shouting: "We will be called Dad Martin from now on."
Hart was heartbroken: "But Martin's father only wants a daughter, not a son."
The handsome men were silent for a moment. This sad reality deeply hurt their hearts.
"The club used to be deserted, but Martin's father brought a huge flow of customers, which made it even more popular. Each of us made much more money than the white-collar workers in the CBD!" Hart said in a low voice, bursting into tears: "We How should I repay Martin’s father?”
Carrington said: "Aren't you going to save money for sex reassignment surgery and be the daughter of Martin's father?"
Hart wiped his nose: "Dad Martin is the father of all of us. I can't be too selfish or monopolistic."
He raised his head, his expression was extremely serious, and his voice was extremely solemn: "So, I made a decision! In order to thank Martin's father, we collectively saved money and sent Martin's father to Thailand for surgery as he mentioned. After he completes the operation, we Everyone loves him."
The atmosphere in the locker room exploded.
Carrington was the first to take out the money and grabbed a handful of small denominations. He stuffed it in without even counting it: "We must support it!"
"I support it too!"
Other handsome men also stuffed money into it and shouted: "When the show is over today, let's go give it to him together."
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It was about to open during business hours. Martin prepared some cocktail ingredients at the bar. When he saw Bruce going to throw the cardboard box, he called out to him: "Give me the box."
Bruce threw it.
Martin threw the box that used to contain tips to Bruce: "It's too small, change it to a bigger one."
Bruce looked at his small drawer and put the box in the corner: "I use this."
There are so many customers these days, and so many tips, that the small drawer can’t even fit in them.
Those feminist fighters who are shouting for freedom of nightlife love the atmosphere of Beast House.
"The House of Beasts has become a feminist nightlife club." Bruce asked Martin: "Where is your rich woman? How is it going? Your brother who can explode the earth has not been used yet?"
Martin shrugged: "It's better than you licking the poster!" After hurting each other, he said: "The rich woman is busy with work and may come over on weekends."
He has been watching the news recently. Although the Women's Association and the Methodist Church have no longer had direct conflicts, public criticism of each other has never stopped.
It's clear there's a higher-level political battle involved, even the donkey-elephant feud in Atlanta.
Kelly Gray wants to benefit from this.
Dana's voice came from the second floor: "Martin!"
Martin wiped the handle, went up to the second floor and entered the office, and found that besides Vincent, there was an unusually strong woman sitting on the sofa.
Her specific age cannot be determined, but she is nearly 1.8 meters tall. Her arms, calves, and neck are all exposed outside her clothes.
The legendary fitness witch.
"She is Sophia." Vincent introduced casually, took off his cowboy hat, took out a check from the drawer, and pushed it to Martin: "This is yours."
Martin spent time and energy doing this for money. He picked it up, looked at the numbers, and said, "Thank you, boss."
Vincent without a hat, although his aquiline nose is more prominent, looks softer: "You are doing a good job. If you have other ideas, you can come to me at any time."
He grasped the key to mobilizing Martin's enthusiasm: "I am a generous person."
Martin doesn't mind giving him a high hat: "You are a good boss."
After Martin left, Sofia asked: "Is he the key figure in the club's soaring performance?"
Vincent said: "He has great ideas, but he is a poor man."
Sophia rubbed the calluses on her fingers: "He is a talent."
"Don't mess around!" Vincent reminded: "How difficult is it to find someone with brains and no money among the poor? Please let him go, he is still young and cannot withstand your torment."
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After collecting the check, Martin returned to the bar.
Bruce knew why he went to the second floor, but without asking for a specific number, he just said: "You should make it up to me."
Martin was confused at first, then suddenly realized: "Back door?"
Bruce was not acting like a civilized person at this moment: "You idiot made me miss the best opportunity."
"I will compensate you." Martin was very generous: "The income of the sportsman team has skyrocketed recently. Hart has always wanted to thank me. Originally I wanted to refuse, but now I have decided to give Hart this opportunity and let him be ready for your favor."
Bruce gestured with his fingers like a gun and pointed it at Martin: "I really want to open your head and see if it contains shit!"
Martin remembered something: "Who is Sophia?"
"The boss's stepmother." Bruce lowered his voice unconsciously: "She is a fitness fanatic with excessive secretion of hormones. Her needs are astonishing and terrifying. Be careful."
Martin nodded slightly.
There were still a lot of customers tonight, and Martin and Bruce were very busy.
At around 9:30, there were fewer female customers coming to ask for drinks.
A strong arm landed on the bar, and Sofia said to Bruce, "Long time no see."
Bruce forced a smile: "Good evening, Sophia, why are you here free?"
Sofia glanced at the entire audience: "Don't worry, I won't be looking for you tonight. Aren't you letting men in? Why not?"
"It's not time." Bruce reacted and picked up the walkie-talkie: "Ivan, start early tonight."
Sofia's eyes fell on Martin: "Are you interested in working for me?"
Martin asked himself that his loyalty and trustworthiness were unparalleled in the world. He quickly glanced at Sophia's lumpy flesh and her face that had lost collagen, and said extremely firmly: "Vincent is very good to me."
Sophia smiled: "Interesting, Vincent's generosity is very popular..."
"Idiot Martin!" Someone suddenly interrupted: "Have a glass of beer, don't talk nonsense!"
Martin turned his head, and Scott was standing in front of the bar.
This guy has obviously cleaned up in order to pick up girls. Apart from his rather shabby clothes, he is also considered a middle-aged handsome guy.
Seeing that Martin didn't move, Scott raised his voice: "Idiot Martin's father seduced my wife and eloped..."
Bruce took a glass of beer and placed it in front of Scott.
Just in time, Sofia's eyes turned to Scott, and Martin specially introduced: "This is Scott, a very interesting person."
Scott is a proactive and non-vegetarian person. When he saw Sofia sizing him up, he walked over with a drink, took out five dollars and slapped it on the bar: "Give this beautiful lady a drink, I'll treat you. "
Ten minutes later, Sofia left the club with Scott.
Bruce whispered, "Hopefully he can still walk tomorrow."
Martin asked: "Old Bu, have you actually experienced it?"
Bruce kept his mouth shut and walked out of the club without saying a word to Martin.
This person is so ignorant!
Martin understood that Lao Bu had had a very miserable experience.
All the customers left and the club became quiet. Hart hugged a box and ran out from the backstage, followed by Carrington and other handsome men who had not gone out.
Martin had a bad feeling.
Hart had practiced dancing for several months and had some skills. He used the smooth floor to kneel down in front of Martin and held the box high above his head: "Dad Martin, this is our way of thanking you."
Martin didn't answer. Instead, he looked behind Hart and said, "You can't get out of the three stripes while sliding and kneeling. Bad review!"
Hart lifted the box higher. Martin took it and found that it was full of small bills. He asked, "What do you mean?"
"Everyone in the sportsman group pooled their money together." Hart said in a very serious tone: "To thank you for bringing us more customers, we pooled our money to treat you to Thailand..."
Martin was angry: "You bastards, is this how you thank me? Old Boo, where is the most transvestite place in Atlanta? Take out your gun and throw this bunch of shit over there!"
Of course, this money is not enough for surgery, but it is enough to hold a small party at the club.
Except for the boss Vincent, the accountant Dana, and the handsome man who went out to work, everyone else drank happily.
