Chapter 220 How can you test people like this?
Entering the suite of the Peach Tree 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 to buy 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 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 off her elder sister's power: "Idiot, be more conscious and go to the smallest room!"
With unreliable parents, the youngest child in the family became the most pitiful one. Hall didn't even 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?”
Nearly an hour later, 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 communities in the Atlanta metropolitan area is around $200,000. If poor communities 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 is currently located and the surrounding neighborhoods are good. He will accompany Elena and the others to look at houses tomorrow.
There are always many fun places in the 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.
Platt felt hot all over and didn't want to go back just 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 the same." Shermer is also a small actor, but the difference is that he has Tyler Perry as his backer: "So, we need appropriate ways to relieve stress."
Pratt said: "Women are the best way, but unfortunately I am not popular with ladies because of my poor appearance."
Shermer felt that the time was almost up, and said, "I have a good place, especially for decompression. 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 towards the south, and asked, "Don't you think Martin is very good?"
Pratt chuckled: "Is he okay? It would be great to **** 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?"
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 looked at differently by others, 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.
Shermer said: "We are all the same. It is too difficult 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.
Platt said: "Isn't this place expensive?"
Shelmer got out of the car, waited until Pratt also got out, and said, "It's okay. My friend drives it, and it's discounted."
Platt was itchy and followed him into the nightclub. A black guy 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."
Platt burped: "Girl, beautiful and **** 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 his arms around each other.
The remaining three are all Pratt's favorite types.
After so many days together, Shermer has figured out the type of person that 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.
Prat sat up with a cry, and just when 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.
Platt asked Shermer: "I regard you as a friend..."
Fred interrupted him: "As for them, 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."
Platt believed 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?
Platt 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, put it on the coffee table in front of Pratt, took out a bag from behind, opened it and put 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 the deal is completed. Those three girls will stay with you until you get tired of it."
Platt fell silent, how can you test people 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."
The crew hasn't finished shooting for the day yet, 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 creak of the trailer protested.
At the end of the day, the crew just finished work, and Julie asked: "Will you go 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 was no longer sore, her legs were no longer tired, and the extinguished flames were burning: "Can you go to the balcony tonight?"
Her suite was adjacent to Louise's, with an adjoining balcony.
Martin was not as perverted as she was. 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 and said, "Martin, do you have time tonight?"
Martin asked: "Is something wrong?"
Pratt said with a smile: "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, who are his sponsors, and he cannot break the appointment: "I don't have time tonight, let's try another day."
Platt didn't dare to force it: “Then another day.”
Martin met 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 benefit."
“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 wolfberries he bought from Chinatown soaked.
It's not that it's not possible, but he needs to pay attention to maintenance. After all, he also wants to be able to live like Wes Craven when he is 60 or 70 years old.
There are two more chapters that are being written later.
(End of this chapter)
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