The day after returning to Los Angeles, Martin went out early in the morning and went to the Mercedes-Benz sales store in Beverly Commercial Center.
As soon as he and Bruce walked in, they immediately notified the store manager of the sale.
A middle-aged man wearing glasses quickly came down from the second floor and came up to him and said, "Mr. Davis, welcome. What car model do you want?"
Martin didn't waste any time and walked directly towards the off-road vehicle area. Waiting for the manager to catch up, he pointed to the big black G on the booth: "Are there any white models available?"
"Yes, there is an existing car." The manager wanted to introduce the vehicle and its parameters: "This is the latest modified off-road vehicle from Mercedes-Benz..."
Martin didn't listen to his nonsense and interrupted directly: "I want the best match. Let's place the order!"
The customer was happy, and so was the manager. He turned to the assistant next to him and said, "Go and place an order immediately."
Martin said directly: "Go through the formalities as quickly as possible. I will drive it away before 11 o'clock."
The manager responded: "Don't worry, Mr. Davis, there is absolutely no problem."
Blake Lively returned to Los Angeles from New York today.
Martin was going to drive to the airport to pick her up and give her a surprise at the same time.
Several times when the two were chatting about cars, Martin asked specifically that Black's favorite was the white Mercedes-Benz G.
The manager chatted with Martin, and Bruce went to see the AMG with great interest.
The money was in place, everything was settled, the sales bill was issued, Martin paid the bill by swiping his card, and at 10:30, he drove away from the Beverly Center.
Arrive at Los Angeles International Airport and wait for a while for the flight from New York to land.
Blake dragged his suitcase and saw Martin at a glance in the passage. He ignored his father next to him and almost ran out.
She didn't care about the people around her, let alone the flashing lights that came on frequently. She jumped up and jumped on Martin.
It wasn't until Ernie Lively came out of the tunnel that Martin let go of Black and went over to say hello.
Ernie waved his hand, not bothering to say more: "I'm leaving first."
Martin took the suitcase with one hand and pulled Blake up with the other: "Let's go home."
Blake smiled and nodded: "Well, go home."
As Martin walked, he looked at Blake.
"What's wrong?" Blake asked, "Have I changed?"
Martin praised: "More beautiful and sexier."
Blake came closer and said, "I've been working out. I'll let you take a closer look when I get back."
Martin felt that Blake was slightly different, more polished than when he left Los Angeles.
Not only looks, but also temperament and style.
From bags to clothes to jewelry, they are all top brands.
Arriving at the parking lot, Martin took out the car keys and handed them to Blake: "You will be driving today, this is for you."
Blake looked at the key in his hand, then at the big white G diagonally opposite, and patted his face with one hand, all in disbelief: "God Jesus! Is this for me? It's so beautiful! Martin, I love it Damn you!"
Martin made an invitation gesture: "Go."
Blake let go of Martin's hand, ran over, walked around the car, touched the brand new car, and was as excited as a child who got his favorite toy. After getting into the driver's seat, he yelled: " Martin, what are you still doing? Get in the car! Get in the car!"
Martin put his luggage in the trunk first and then got into the passenger seat.
Blake started the car and accelerated suddenly after exiting the parking lot, startling Martin.
"You drive less, be steady, don't go too fast!" Martin didn't want his friends to sing "See You Again", nor did he want the sales of several movie discs in which he starred to soar.
The biggest advantage of Blake is that everything is based on the standard of the male god, immediately reducing the speed and driving smoothly.
Martin asked, “What’s it like living on the Upper East Side?”
Black simply said: "There are a lot of rich people there." She added: "Assholes from the East Coast despise us Californians."
Technically speaking, Martin is from the East Coast, too.
Blake quickly corrected: "I'm talking about New Yorkers."
Martin laughed: "Those Yankees are also sworn enemies of Atlanta."
Blake said: "I will go to New York again next year. The preparations for "Gossip Girl" will begin soon. My father is planning it and plans to make it into a series for teenagers."
Martin said: "Your dad has rich experience, you have to trust his vision."
The big white G quickly entered the Coty community and drove directly into the home. Behind it, the Escalade driven by Bruce automatically parked on the roadside at the door.
Lao Bu knew in his heart that when the pair entered, they would start tossing.
Meanwhile, a flight from Toronto landed at Los Angeles International Airport.
Mene left the airport wearing sunglasses and carrying a bag.
Agent Munir is waiting for him.
The two got in their car and headed back to North Hollywood.
Munir took out an invitation: "At the beginning of next month, Warner Brothers will hold a celebration event and you have been invited to participate."
Mene flipped through the pages: "They also invited me?"
"Maybe because of Martin," Munir said.
Menet couldn't help but feel annoyed when he mentioned Martin. He patted his seat and said, "The boss had a conflict with Peter. It's a pity that I wasn't there, otherwise I would have made Peter look good!"
Munir knows what his client is best at and reminds: "It's not your turn to lick Aniston!"
"I know!" Mene cherishes everything now and knows where it comes from: "Pete, this bastard, won't just give up."
He asked Munir: "How old is Pete? How old is his mother?"
Uncle Mene's words made Munir almost explode in shock. He quickly reminded: "Pete seems to be over 40 years old."
"Just over 60 years old?" Mene decided to check.
He took out his mobile phone and called Bruce first: "Old Bu, I'm back. You and the boss are going out to drink together tonight!"
Bruce sat in the car, looked at the door of his house, and said, "If you want to ask Martin for a drink, it's better to wait for another day. Blake is back from New York today."
Mene understood: "Then another day."
As he approached North Hollywood, Munir suddenly remembered something extremely important. He slowed down slightly and said, "Paris Hilton has contacted me during this time."
Mene was alert: "What does she want to do? Use the little relationship between me and her to hype up? That's all in the past tense. Why should I cooperate with her?"
"She seems a little lonely." Munir said something completely different: "I want to ask you out for a tryst, saying that I have a long-term suite at the Hilton Hotel."
Mene frowned: "That's all? Nothing else?"
Munir didn’t understand: “Aren’t these hints enough to ask you out?”
"Don't you have this?" Menei twirled his fingers and said, "Without this, why should I go on a tryst with her? Why should I cooperate with her!"
Munir didn't want to talk anymore.
Menei plausibly said: "Paris, this shameless person, actually wants to prostitute Uncle Menei for free!"
Over the past year, even those powerful female casting directors and producers who asked Uncle Mene to lick them were paid with real roles.
Over at Warner Bros., party invitation givers are out in force.
This year, Warner Bros. performed well and launched a number of hit movies. Not only did the Harry Potter series continue to be a hit, but it also revitalized the Batman series. There were also many small and medium-sized productions released that achieved high box office.
Many Warner Bros. partners have received invitations to the celebration party.
Because Martin went to Atlanta, the invitation was sent to Thomas.
When he learned that Martin had returned to Los Angeles, Thomas sent him over as soon as possible.
Bruce could only call Martin and let Thomas wait for a moment before the courtyard door opened.
Thomas entered the door and saw only Martin. He gave him the invitation letter and warned: "There is nothing particularly important, so you must attend."
Martin looked through it briefly and said, "I'll be there."
Thomas added: "The Nolans will also go."
Martin nodded and asked, "Is there anything I should pay attention to?"
"Pitt will also go. If he doesn't mess with you, don't talk to him." Thomas emphasized: "If nothing else, both Jolie and Aniston have received invitations, so you should pay more attention."
Martin said frankly: "They and I are just ordinary friends, but Pete has something wrong with his head."
There were footsteps on the stairs at this time. After changing clothes, Blake came down from the stairs, greeted Thomas, and sat next to Martin.
Thomas automatically cooperated with Martin: "Yes, there is something wrong with Pete's head and his thoughts are random."
Martin asked: "Will you go too then?"
Thomas nodded slightly: "I also received the invitation."
He quickly glanced at Blake, feeling that if he continued speaking, he might not be able to match Martin's ideas. After all, he was having too much fun, so he left quickly: "There is still work at the company, and I have to go back and deal with it."
Martin and Black escort Thomas out of the villa.
Blake didn't ask about Pitt and Aniston at all. These are just trivial matters in the eyes of female fans. Being able to sleep with the male idol is more important than anything else.
She winked at Martin: "I brought back some sets of clothes from New York, do you want to take a look? They all said that my figure is better than that of a model, and I will look good on the catwalk."
How could Martin let go of the opportunity to appreciate it and pulled Blake upstairs: "Perform for me next to you."
Blake lay on top of him and smiled: "I also learned a little bit about cat walking. The bedroom is my catwalk."
A good actor must be able to handle various roles. Blake is in the learning stage. Let Martin, a guy with outstanding talent and well-received acting skills, guide her on the spot on how to handle important roles such as sailors, PDs, white-collar workers, etc.
For Blake's performance, Martin would reward her with a lollipop.
If the performance is not good, Martin will use a big stick to severely punish her to impress her and not make the same mistake again.
(End of chapter)
