Media reporters gathered at the exhibition hall of Coca-Cola's Atlanta headquarters.
A large number of movie fans, Coke lovers and curious citizens rushed over early in the morning and entered the exhibition hall.
As long as you participate in today's event, you can receive a special gift.
In the temporary dressing room of the exhibition hall, Martin is completing the final look with the assistance of a stylist.
On the sofa in the corner, Justin glanced at the middle-aged man who was also styling, and asked Thomas: "Why did Martin choose him as his assistant? His image and temperament are not very good."
Thomas whispered: "Robert was Martin's guide into the acting world and was very important to him."
"Okay." Justin no longer cares about such trivial matters.
An assistant came to Martin's side and once again explained the specific process of the event.
Martin listened very carefully and cooperated fully. The sponsor not only had money but also power.
Ever since Coca-Cola announced that he would serve as a spokesperson, the noise suddenly subsided and the surrounding area became quiet.
Justin has been paying attention to Martin's side and is very satisfied with him.
The appearance is outstanding, the public image is excellent, and what is even more rare is that he has the stability that young people lack.
Pepsi-Cola's endorsement deal with Britney Spears has been a turmoil in recent years. Britney herself is not smart enough, and there is a weird dad behind her. All kinds of bad things keep popping up, which is very annoying.
On the other hand, Martin strives for the conditions that need to be fought for, and actively cooperates with them when they need to cooperate.
In the exhibition hall, hundreds of people gathered at this time.
Elena, Lily, Harris and Hall are all here.
They were positioned closer to the front. Lily looked back and said, "Many people were holding posters of Martin. He is very popular."
"Martin is now Atlanta's biggest star in Hollywood," Harris said.
Lily's way of thinking is different from ordinary people: "It sounds like Atlanta is so miserable, and someone like Martin can become the most popular..."
Before she finished speaking, Elena raised her fist and hit her on the head: "If you don't know how to speak, you don't have to speak."
Lily shut her mouth gloomily, saying in her heart that when I turn 18, I will have to settle all the accounts with Elena for all the things I have been oppressed from childhood to adulthood.
Across the aisle, a dozen handsome men held banners that read "Daddy Martin, we love you."
With the expansion of the Beast House chain store, the former sportsman group spread to various cities in Georgia. Today they rushed back to Atlanta to cheer for Martin.
Hart greeted this side: "Elena, Lily..."
Carrington shouted: "Madam."
Lily stood up and raised her arms to wave to Carrington.
With a snap, she received a slap on the back of her head.
Lily quickly sat down.
Hall muttered: "Idiot!"
Lily punched him on the arm, and Hall fell silent.
There were more and more media reporters, and hundreds of people came to the media area.
Coca-Cola attaches great importance to this signing and even invited Warner TV to broadcast it nationwide.
Martin's old friend Helen served as the live host.
Since the Burbank High School incident, Helen became an instant celebrity and became the leading news anchor of Warner TV.
"In 1886, Coca-Cola was born in Atlanta!" Helen's voice spread throughout the venue: "Today, the Coca-Cola Cult was officially established, and Coca-Cola welcomed its first leader!"
She stretched out her hand to signal: "Welcome the leader!"
Martin walked onto the stage wearing a bright red cape, a long red crown, and holding a scepter.
The cape and crown both have the words Coca-Cola.
The top of the scepter is not a gem, but a classic glass bottle of Coke.
Behind Martin, there was also a big-brained priest.
Robert took a step forward, adjusted the throne slightly, and Martin immediately sat in it.
Helen bowed and saluted: "Master Davis."
Martin held out his hand in vain.
Helen retreated behind the scenes and continued the narration: "Today, we witnessed a historic moment, the birth of a new sect."
She took the lead in shouting: "Coke God Cult!"
In the audience, hundreds of people shouted in unison: "Coke God Cult! Coke God Cult..."
Many reporters in the media area also joined in the fun and shouted happily.
"This is the first time I have seen such a special signing ceremony."
“The popularity of Coca-Cola and Martin Davis is about to explode!”
"Think about what Martin has done with Coke? Coke sales are going to increase again in the next few years!"
On the stage, Martin pressed his hand down, and the venue quickly became quiet.
He said loudly: "In any corner of the world, Coca-Cola is the best drink. It can sweep away fatigue and thirst, bring people happy times, and bring excitement like sunshine. Coca-Cola plus life is the God of Coca-Cola. Teach, I wish the world would have Coca-Cola!”
Warm applause broke out.
These idiots like Hart and Carrington from the sports boy band also blew hooligan whistles.
Martin waited for the voice to subside and then said: "Those who want to join the Coca-Cola Cult should line up to go on stage and receive the blessing."
Many Coca-Cola employees had already entered the venue to guide everyone to the stage in an orderly manner.
The first to take the stage was the sportsman group headed by Hart and Carrington.
High Priest Robert brought a specially made commemorative Coke marked with the words "Cola God" and stood on Martin's side.
Hart prepared to bow and salute.
How could Martin ask someone to salute? Helen was just pretending. He raised his hand and said, "No one needs to salute."
Hart quickly took two steps forward and whispered: "Dad Martin, you are so cool!"
Martin had a microphone pinned to his collar and was unable to speak. He just nodded slightly, took a bottle of Souvenir Coke and handed it to Hart.
Then it was given to Carrington.
The latter quietly gave Martin a thumbs up.
The members of the stylish boy group went down, and the four Elena siblings came over.
Then, many people from the crew, including Julie, also came on stage to deliver speeches.
Groups of relatives and friends are given priority, which is normal.
There was nothing unusual about Martin, and he dismissed them with a bottle of special Coke each.
Hundreds of spectators lined up to take the stage, and even many media reporters came to join in the fun.
The Coke Cult has such a low threshold for joining the religion, so join and see what happens.
Martin quickly sent out hundreds of blessings from the leader, but he was fine. The high priest was breathing heavily from exhaustion.
Jerome, who had always been calm and calm, rushed over at this time and took over Robert's job, changing from the leader to the deacon.
In the end, even Coca-Cola’s own employees lined up to receive the blessing.
Thousands of bottles of commemorative Coke were distributed.
"Cola God Cult! Coke God Cult!"
With everyone cheering in unison, today's signing ceremony ended successfully.
Immediately, Coca-Cola immediately posted relevant pictures, videos and news on many websites including the official website.
Various media resources have been invested in promotion.
Most of the audience gradually dispersed, and the group of relatives and friends was left behind by Bruce.
Coca-Cola also prepared a grand reception party.
Martin went to take off his makeup and put on his formal clothes. Hart and others were waiting on the bench at the door.
"Boss." Hart was a little calmer than before: "Originally, we wanted to go on stage and kneel down to celebrate your coronation in the most solemn way, but Boss wouldn't let us..."
Martin nodded: "It would be great if you could come."
Carrington responded: "Without you, boss, we wouldn't be where we are now."
A supporting role in a theatrical movie and a Saturn Award-winning stage performance have raised their style as a male group to several levels and become the benchmark for gigolos throughout Georgia.
Martin called to them: "Let's go to the party."
Lily quietly sneaked to the side and whispered to Martin: "I want to be a saint, what should I do?"
Martin saw Elena and followed him, and said, "Ask Elena."
Lily didn't dare to ask. If she asked, she would be ruthlessly suppressed by Iron Fist.
Martin ignored Lily. In addition to filming these days, he was preparing for Coca-Cola. He asked Elena: "Have you seen the house?"
Elena said: "I have chosen one, and I will wait for you to go and see it together."
When they arrived at the restaurant, a receptionist immediately welcomed them in.
Justin and Thomas were waiting at the door. When the former saw Martin, he immediately came over to shake hands: "You are great today, your momentum is like a pope."
Martin asked: "Am I not the leader of the Coca-Cola Cult?"
Justin couldn't help laughing: "I was wrong, you are a true leader."
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Atlanta, Duluth Business Club.
In the luxuriously decorated reception room, two people had just watched Coca-Cola's commercial endorsement signing ceremony.
The middle-aged man named Johnson stared at Milton: "You did this very badly, causing us to lose the best development opportunity in Atlanta's film and television industry."
"I'm very sorry. It was my fault." Milton did not shirk responsibility, but he also defended: "Taylor was pretty good at what he did. This time..."
Johnson snorted coldly: "You secretly took videos of so many people, and you still call him Deli? What does he want to do? A black dog actually wants to bite its owner!"
Milton stopped arguing.
Johnson added: "Being from the slums of South City, dropping out of middle school, not receiving an elite education, and still a black man, you should be more open-minded in the future."
Milton responded: "I will no longer use black people to do important jobs."
Johnson nodded slightly.
Milton was silent for a moment, still unwilling to accept it, and asked: "They made an accident when they were targeting Martin Davis. I suspect Martin Davis..."
Johnson pointed at him and waited for Milton to shut up: "Put all your thoughts away. Coca-Cola attaches great importance to this promotion. If you want to die, you can find a place to jump off a building or give yourself a shot in the head. Don't drag down other people." "
Milton cursed countless times in his heart, but he could only choose to endure it: "I understand."
Johnson warned again: "Not only must you put your mind to it, but you must also take care of the people below you. If there is a problem with Martin in Georgia, they will throw you to the Coca-Cola Group."
There is no reason for this kind of thing.
Milton had no choice but to force himself to accept it.
After Johnson left, he returned to the Methodist office, closed the door, and smashed it, but his cowardice could not come out.
The call from my wife came at this time: "Go home early for dinner tonight. I made oysters."
Milton sat in his office chair, lowered his head, feeling so uncomfortable that he wanted to commit suicide.
Why is life so tortuous!
(End of chapter)
