After entering the suite of the Peachtree Hotel, while Elena was putting away her luggage, Lily secretly found Martin.
"I have something to tell you." She said mysteriously, "I will help Elena pay back the money you owe for buying the house."
Martin asked casually: "You? You are still studying, what do you want in return?"
Lily raised her head and chest confidently: "Don't look down on people, I made a lot of money selling stars, and I can still work part-time when I get into college."
Elena came out of the room and shouted: "What are you two idiots muttering about? Go get your luggage."
Martin picked up two bags and entered the master bedroom of the suite.
Hall moved quickly and walked towards the second largest bedroom. Before he reached the door, Lily chased after him, raised her white fist, and hit her brother on the head.
She showed her sister's power: "Idiot, be more conscious and go to the smallest room!"
The parents were unreliable, and the youngest child in the family became the most pitiful one. Hall didn't dare to fart, so he obediently went to the third bedroom.
Lily soon became depressed because Martin and Elena entered the master bedroom, closed the door and never came out again.
"Shameless!" She was packing her luggage outside, deliberately making a loud noise, and muttered: "You won't even eat dinner, aren't you afraid of getting cramps?"
After nearly an hour, Martin and Elena came out of the room. The latter's face was flushed, and she had changed her clothes. The previous depression had basically dissipated.
Lily was very dissatisfied: "Are you so impatient? I'm almost starving!"
Martin glanced at his watch: "Let's go, I'll take you to a big dinner."
While eating, several people also discussed what kind of house to buy.
The median price of a single-family house in middle-class neighborhoods in the Atlanta metropolitan area is around $200,000. If poor neighborhoods such as Clayton are included, the median price is naturally lower. The current property tax is less than 1%.
Martin simply called Robert. The community where Robert was currently located and the surrounding neighborhoods were good. He would accompany Elena and the others to look at the house tomorrow.
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There are always many interesting places in this bustling metropolis.
Black actors Shermer and Pratt came out of the bar. They were not very lucky today. They didn't pick up any girls, but just drank a lot.
When the wind blows, the wine is strong.
Pratt felt hot all over and didn't want to go back like this: "Shall we change places? Find a place where I won't be too fat?"
Shermo patted his belly: "It's only been two days since I came out, can't you bear it anymore?"
Pratt has become very familiar with Shermer these days and said: "Every day I lower my profile on the set and please the big shots, just to fight for an opportunity that I don't know when it will come. Who knows the frustration and depression in my heart? I’ll go crazy if I don’t release it!”
"We are all similar." Shermer is also a young actor, but the difference is that he has Tyler Perry as his backer: "So, we need appropriate ways to relieve stress."
Pratt said: "Woman is the best way, but unfortunately I am not popular with the ladies due to my poor appearance."
Shermer felt that the time was almost here and said, "I have a good place to decompress. Do you want to go?"
Pratt has been following Shermer to various nightclubs in Atlanta recently, and didn't think much about it: "Then what are you waiting for? Let's go quickly! We can't sleep alone tonight, otherwise when I go to praise Martin's smelly feet tomorrow, I will I couldn’t help but spit it out.”
Shermer pulled him into the car, drove south, and asked, "Don't you think Martin is very good?"
Pratt chuckled: "Is he okay? It would be great to fuck Julie every day! If he is willing to support me and give me a chance to rise to the top, there is no problem for me to kneel down and help him blow. The problem is that I licked it." What has he gained after all this time? Nothing."
Sherman smiled on the outside, but was dismissive in his heart.
What does Pratt do? In order to get the upper hand, he risked going to jail to help Tyler Perry.
Without special strengths or luck, if you want to be seen differently, you will always have to pay a high price.
"Director Leterrier is a two-way plug. If I had looked better, I would have let Leterrier take the path behind me." Pratt doesn't mind selling his butt, but the problem is that fat people have no human rights, and there is no one who wants to sell it. want.
"We're all pretty much the same," Shermer said. "It's so hard to climb up."
The car entered an area near Nancheng and stopped in front of an extremely luxurious nightclub. It was obviously a high-end venue.
Pratt said, "Isn't this place expensive?"
Shermer got out of the car, waited until Pratt also got out, and said, "It's okay. My friend drives it, and he can get a discount."
Pratt felt itchy and followed him into the nightclub. A black man in charge came over to say hello and took them to a private room on the second floor.
The black guy asked, "What do you want?"
Shermer patted Pratt and said, "You're welcome, family member."
Pratt burped: "Girl, beautiful and sexy girl."
Soon, several beauties entered the private room. They all looked young. White girls and Latin girls developed early, so it was difficult to judge their specific age from their appearance.
Shermer sat on the couch with one arm around each other.
The remaining three are all Pratt's favorite types.
After spending so many days together, Shermer has figured out the type of person Pratt can't refuse.
The black guy came in, closed the private room door, and nodded to Shermer: "Wake him up."
Shermer went over and slapped Pratt on the face several times. Seeing that he was still awake, he simply took a bottle of beer and poured it on his head.
Pratt sat up with a cry, and just as he was about to get angry, a black slap slapped him in the face with a sound of wind, and knocked him down again.
"My name is Fred, the security manager here." Fred took out a tissue and wiped his hands stained with beer foam.
He used his left hand, which had a broken little finger and ring finger, to pick up a remote control: "Chris, I want you to do a little favor."
Just as Pratt was about to get up, he saw Shermer pull out a pistol and point it at him.
He woke up instantly after drinking. No matter how slow his mind was, he knew that he had fallen into someone else's trap.
Fred didn't talk nonsense. He pressed the remote control and the screen in the private room played the scene just now. The one-on-three scene looked quite exciting.
Pratt asked Shermer: "I regard you as a friend..."
Fred interrupted him: "They will only turn 16 in the second half of the year. As far as I know, you are over 25 years old and are not protected by the Romeo and Juliet Act. I can ask them to call the police and accuse you at any time."
Pratt was silent.
Fred threw several relevant certificates of the girl over: "You can choose to go to jail, or do something for me. I won't force you."
Pratt believes Shermer was afraid to shoot.
But he also knows that once the other party calls the police, he will be doomed.
Who does a little guy like him expect to save him?
Pratt asked, "What do you want me to do?"
Fred looked at the broken finger and remembered what happened more than two years ago: "Don't worry, I won't embarrass you. I heard that you have a good relationship with Martin Davis, so you brought him here for fun."
"You are crazy!" Pratt was surprised: "He is a hero now..."
Fred interrupted: "If he did the same thing as you, would he still be a hero? Take away the halo of a hero, and he is just a small star in Hollywood."
Pratt shook his head: "No, I won't do it."
Fred nodded, pressed 911 on his phone, placed it on the coffee table in front of Pratt, took out a bag from behind, opened it and placed it next to him.
The bag was full of money, three thick piles.
Fred said: "This is a deposit, and you will get twice as much after everything is done. Those three girls will stay with you until you get tired of it."
Pratt fell silent, how can you test someone like this!
A few minutes later, Fred went upstairs and saw a black man wearing glasses in the office on the top floor: "Boss, it's done."
Tyler Perry on the other side said: "Very good, the simplest is the best. Prepare the private room. I want Martin Davis to be unable to refuse my kindness."
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The crew hasn't finished shooting for the day, but Martin and Julie have finished shooting today's scenes.
The two entered Martin's makeup trailer.
It is always difficult for good and dedicated actors to step out of their roles, so Martin and Jolie extended the passionate scenes into the makeup trailer to dissipate excess emotions.
Only the trailer creaked in protest.
At the end, the crew was just finishing up work, and Julie asked: "Will you come to my place tonight?"
Martin packed his clothes: "I'll go find Louise and Kelly tonight."
Hearing the names of these two people, Julie's waist no longer aches, her legs are no longer tired, and the extinguished flames are burning: "Can you go to the balcony tonight?"
Her suite was adjacent to Louise's, as was the balcony.
Martin was not as perverted as her, he shook his head and said: "They are very careful and will not agree."
Julie couldn't help but be disappointed.
Martin said: "Get dressed quickly, it's time to go."
When Julie got dressed, he came out of the makeup trailer and saw a fat man.
Pratt came up to him and said, "Martin, are you free tonight?"
Martin asked: "Is something wrong?"
Pratt smiled and said: "You took good care of me on the set. I always wanted to buy you a drink. There is a place with good wine."
Martin has already made an appointment with Louise and Kelly. These are his sponsors and he cannot break the appointment: "I don't have time tonight, let's try another day."
Pratt didn't dare to force it: "Then another day."
Martin joined Bruce, got on the same electric car, and asked: "Did we help that guy?"
Bruce shook his head: "No, except for him taking the initiative, we didn't give him any benefits."
"Let's go back to the hotel." Martin looked at the time, took the thermos next to Bruce, opened it and took a sip.
In the kettle, there are goji berries he bought from Chinatown soaked.
It's not that it's impossible, but he needs to pay attention to maintenance. After all, he also wants to be able to live like Wes Craven when he is sixty or seventy years old.
There are two more chapters to be written later.
(End of chapter)
