As the Ford drove into Marietta's business district, Martin called Bruce: "Old Boo? Are you taking the back door?"
Bruce replied angrily: "What do you want me to do? Do some shitty shit?"
Martin said: "Come out for dinner, Rosario Restaurant, I'll treat you."
Bruce said unceremoniously: "I'm going to bankrupt you."
Martin entered the restaurant and found a quiet booth. After waiting for more than ten minutes, Bruce hurried in and sat opposite.
The two casually ordered some Mexican-style dishes and talked while eating.
Martin took out a check and pushed it over: "This is for you."
Bruce didn't answer: "What bad idea do you have, you stinking piece of shit? Who are you going to mess with? You go to Hart at the back door of the man's house."
Martin gave a random reason: "I'm afraid you don't have enough lubricant at the back door of your house, so I'll help you buy lubricant."
Bruce looked at the numbers and said, "Enough to buy lubricants for all the Brits."
Martin simply said: "I made money at the Women's Union and you did my shitty ass, so take it."
Bruce stopped being polite and put away the check: "Two months ago, I collected debt from you, and now I'm collecting your reward. Is there something wrong?"
"This is the difference between smart people and civilized people. You are just a civilized person, and I am a smart and civilized person." Martin ate the black pepper beef slowly and said, "I am not going to do the job of a bartender. .”
Bruce knew that Martin was only in the House of Beasts to make money: "It's okay if you don't do it. It won't do any good if you get in touch too deeply. If you stay too long, you might actually accompany me as a scavenger one day."
He turned to ask: "What are you going to do? Be an actor?"
Martin roughly said: "A crew came from Hollywood. I got one of the producers. I should be able to get a role. I need to make some preparations."
Bruce was surprised: "Damn, you sold your ass to the producer?"
"Wake up, Old Boo, you are the one who likes to use the back door!" Martin held his head high and said with dignity: "I conquered the producer in the audition with my strength! Hard power, do you understand?"
Bruce felt there was something wrong with what he said, but he couldn't explain it: "Are you so powerful?"
Martin sneered: "The earth can be exploded."
Bruce sneered: "I know, lying down on your back, you think you've done something to the entire universe."
"Tell me about you, a civilized scavenger." Martin changed the subject and reminded appropriately: "Don't die, you stinking piece of shit. I will never go to your funeral."
Bruce is very optimistic: "You said that shit and shit last forever. When you become a big star, I will be your bodyguard."
Martin responded: "That's settled."
After dinner, Bruce wanted to pick up Monica, and Martin went to the community theater group not far away to tell the group leader the good news.
In the office, Jerome suppressed his excitement and pretended to be calm and confident: "You did it before I even exerted my strength. Martin, you did a good job."
The troupe has the Robert Patrick line. With Martin's current level, whenever there is an opportunity, he cannot miss it: "Captain, you don't need to take action on such a trivial matter."
Jerome said to himself that among all the people in the troupe, no Martin could make him feel comfortable: "In this case, Martin, I formally nominate you to be the deputy director of the troupe."
The leader didn't mention the remuneration, and Martin didn't ask. He just said, "I'll call you when the crew auditions."
Jerome took out a few magazines: "Variety and Entertainment Weekly, which contain the latest developments in the film and television industry, take them."
Back in the car, Martin took out his phone and was about to call Vincent Lee, but after thinking about it carefully, it was better to say it in person.
He and Vincent have no conflicts at this stage.
Martin called to ask, drove to the club, went up to the second floor and entered Vincent's office.
"Boss, I have received an important role from a Hollywood production crew." He directly explained the purpose of his visit: "It requires a lot of preparations, and I don't have time to come over tonight."
Vincent raised his cowboy hat, stared at Martin for a moment, and said, "I'm still thinking about being busy these days, increasing your salary, and officially serving as the club's deputy manager."
Seeing that he had misunderstood the meaning, Martin added: "Boss, this has nothing to do with position or salary. I have always wanted to be an actor. This opportunity is very rare."
Vincent was silent for a moment, thinking of Martin's way of bringing in hot customer traffic, he just hugged the thighs of feminism and kept doing it.
There was not much interest between the two parties, and Vincent made a decision: "Martin, the club welcomes you back at any time."
Martin left the office and asked Dana, the accountant, to settle this week's salary. When he came to the lobby, the sportsman group was practicing dance on the stage.
We have been together for many days, and now we have to leave, so we have to say it.
When the dance was over, before Martin could say anything, the good boys came running over, and Hart shouted: "Ma Zhen, Ma Zhen! It's so awesome, do it on a horse!"
He shouted excitedly: "Dad Martin, please teach us, our tips will definitely explode our panties."
Carrington asked: "Dad Martin, next time you are riding a horse, can you let us watch and learn from it up close?"
Martin pushed the two guys away without joking and said, "I just quit."
"Why?" Hart's thoughts were racing and he glared at Carrington: "It's you, Martin's father has always wanted a daughter, why don't you do the surgery and let Martin's father down?"
Carrington responded a little slower: "Didn't you do the surgery?"
Another handsome man who had worked as an extra asked: "Are you going to be an actor?"
Martin nodded slightly.
Hart breathed a sigh of relief: "Guys, we can't hinder Martin's father from entering the San Fernando Valley, that is a holy land! Jenna Jameson, Nikki Anderson, Jessica Drake are all waiting for Martin's father patronize."
He looked at Martin: "You go first, make a way out, and be sure to take your sons with you. Let's have a big party at the House of Beasts and the Sacred Valley."
Martin pointed at these guys: "I shouldn't be talking nonsense to you."
Everyone was commotion for a while, then Martin looked at the time, left the club, and returned to Clayton.
Around the community, there are significantly more black people.
The spots where white people used to sell grass were all occupied by old black people.
Martin parked his car in the backyard, picked up the box on the back seat, and went to Carter's house.
As soon as she entered the door, she heard Elena's familiar greeting: "Idiot, didn't you go to the club?"
"I won't go for now." Martin threw the cup to Elena: "I'll give you one."
Elena opened the outer packaging and threw the kettle on the table: "I've used the real thing countless times, why do I need a fake? It's not hard enough, and it's not hot enough."
Martin praised: "You are so right!"
He pulled out a chair and sat down, taking out two checks: "This is the gift for you."
Elena lowered her head and looked: "What do you mean, you idiot are planning to keep me?"
Martin was helpless: "Think about it with your small brain, why should I spend money when I can do it for free?"
Elena raised her middle finger.
Martin said: "One payment for the kettle business is your labor fee, and the other is idiot Lily's."
Elena put it away unceremoniously: "Don't tell Lily, her idiot doesn't need money."
"What money?" Lily happened to come home after school. As soon as she entered the door, she saw the kettle on the table and exclaimed: "Martin, did you cut off your brother? Will you hold Fake with your hands from now on?"
Martin picked up the kettle and wanted to poke it in Lily's face. Lily grabbed it and said, "You gave it to me? Can I take it to school?"
Elena came over and snatched the kettle away: "This is mine, no one can touch it!"
Lily argued: "You use the real thing, why can't I use the fake one?"
With one punch, the world became peaceful.
After Martin finished dinner, he went back to the next door, looked through the character script Louise gave him, and studied it carefully.
There is no shortage of preparations to be made.
