American Fame and Fortune

Chapter 32 Hart’s special thanks

For several days in a row, the house of beasts has been very popular with customers, and the stylish boy group is all in high spirits. The high tips they receive every night make them excited all the time.

 The temptation of making money can make people do some incredible things.

 In the locker room, the stylish boy band was getting ready to change clothes and put on makeup. Leader Hart suddenly shouted: "Who gave us the money to get rich?"

  The handsome men shouted in confusion: "Crazy customers!"

Hart continued to ask loudly: "Who brought those crazy customers?"

The voices of the handsome men were much more uniform this time: "Martin Davis!"

 “For Dad Martin!” Hart moved out a box: “I want to raise funds!”

Carrington wondered: "Why?"

 Hart looked around: "Is Martin our father?"

Someone said with a smile: "As long as it can make me money, I can call him God."

The handsome men who are making crazy money these days are shouting: "We will be called Daddy Martin from now on."

 Hart was heartbroken: "But Martin's father only wants a daughter, not a son."

The handsome men were silent for a moment. This sad reality deeply hurt their hearts.

"The club used to be deserted, but Martin's father brought a huge flow of customers, which made it even more popular. Each of us made much more money than the white-collar workers in the CBD!" Hart said in a low voice, bursting into tears: "We How should I repay Martin’s father?”

Carrington said: "Don't you want to save money for **** reassignment surgery and be a daughter to Martin's father?"

Hart wiped his nose: "Martin's father is the father of all of us. I can't be too selfish or monopolistic."

He raised his head, his expression was extremely serious, and his voice was extremely solemn: "So, I made a decision! In order to thank Martin's father, we collectively saved money and sent Martin's father to Thailand for surgery as he mentioned. After he completes the operation, we Everyone loves him."

 The atmosphere in the locker room exploded.

Carrington was the first to take out the money and grabbed a handful of small denominations. He stuffed them in without even counting them: "We must support it!"

 “I support it too!”

Other handsome men also stuffed money into the bag and shouted: "When the show is over today, let's go and give it to him together."

 …

 It was about to open during business hours. Martin prepared some cocktail ingredients at the bar. When he saw Bruce going to throw the cardboard box, he called out to him: "Give me the box."

Bruce threw it over.

 Martin threw the box that used to contain tips to Bruce: "It's too small, change it to a bigger one."

Bruce looked at his small drawer and put the box in the corner: "I use this."

There are so many customers these days and they give so many tips that the small drawer cannot fit at all.

Those crusaders for the freedom of nightlife love the atmosphere of the House of Beasts.

“The House of Beasts became a nightclub for freedom fighters.” Bruce asked Martin: “Where’s your rich woman? How’s it going?”

  Martin shrugged: "It's better than you licking the poster!" After hurting each other, he said: "The rich woman is busy with work and may come over on the weekends."

  He has been watching the news recently. Although the Free Association and the Methodist Church have no longer had direct conflicts, public criticism of each other has never stopped.

 Obviously, higher-level political battles were involved, even the donkey-elephant dispute in Atlanta.

Kelly Gray wants to make money from this.

 Dana's voice came from the second floor: "Martin!"

 Martin wiped the handle, went up to the second floor and entered the office, and found that in addition to Vincent, there was an unusually strong woman sitting on the sofa.

 The specific age cannot be seen, and the height is close to 1.8 meters. The arms, calves and neck exposed outside the clothes are all tendons.

 The legendary fitness witch.

"She is Sophia." Vincent introduced casually, took off his cowboy hat, took out a check from the drawer, and pushed it to Martin: "This is for you."

 Martin spent time and energy doing this for money. He picked it up, looked at the numbers, and said, "Thank you, boss."

Vincent without a hat, although his aquiline nose is more prominent, looks softer: "You are doing a good job, if you have other ideas, you can come to me at any time."

 He ​​grasped the key to mobilizing Martin's enthusiasm: "I am a generous person."

 Martin doesn’t mind giving him a high hat: “You are a good boss.”

 When Martin left, Sofia asked: "Is he the key figure in the club's soaring performance?"

Vincent said: "He has great ideas, but he is a poor man." Sophia rubbed the calluses on her fingers: "He is a talent."

“Don’t mess around!” Vincent reminded: “How difficult is it to find a wise man among the poor? Let him go, he is still young and cannot withstand your torment.”

 …

 After collecting the check, Martin returned to the bar.

 Bruce knew why he went up to the second floor, but he didn't ask for the specific number. He just said: "You should make it up to me."

 Martin was confused at first, then suddenly realized: "Back door?"

 Bruce was not acting like a civilized person at this moment: "You idiot made me miss the best opportunity."

"I will compensate you." Martin was very generous: "The income of the sportsman group has skyrocketed recently, and Hart has always wanted to thank me. Originally I wanted to refuse, but now I have decided to give Hart this opportunity and let him be ready and waiting for you."

Bruce gestured with his fingers like a gun and pointed it at Martin: "I really want to open your head and see if there is **** in it!"

 Martin remembered something: "Who is Sophia?"

"The boss's stepmother." Bruce lowered his voice unconsciously: "She is a fitness fanatic with excessive hormone secretion. Her needs are amazing and terrifying. Be careful."

 Martin nodded slightly.

There are still a lot of customers tonight, and Martin and Bruce are very busy.

 At around 9:30, there were fewer female customers coming to ask for drinks.

 A strong arm thumped on the bar, and Sofia said to Bruce: "Long time no see."

 Bruce forced a smile: "Good evening, Sophia, why are you here free?"

Sofia glanced at the entire audience: "Don't worry, I won't be looking for you tonight. Aren't you letting men in? Why not?"

"It's not time." Bruce reacted and picked up the walkie-talkie: "Ivan, start early tonight."

Sofia’s eyes fell on Martin: “Are you interested in working for me?”

Martin asked himself that his loyalty and faith were unparalleled in the world. He quickly glanced at Sophia's lumpy flesh and her face that had lost collagen, and said extremely firmly: "Vincent is very good to me."

Sofia smiled: "Interesting, Vincent's generosity is very popular..."

 “Idiot Martin!” Suddenly someone interrupted: “Have a glass of beer and stop talking nonsense!”

 Martin turned his head, and Scott was standing in front of the bar.

This guy has obviously cleaned up in order to pick up girls. Apart from his shabby clothes, he is also a middle-aged handsome guy.

Scott saw Martin making no move and raised his voice: "Idiot Martin's father, seducing my wife..."

 Bruce took a glass of beer and placed it in front of Scott.

Just in time, Sophia’s eyes turned to Scott, and Martin specially introduced: “This is Scott, a very interesting person.”

Scott is a proactive and non-vegetarian person. When he saw Sofia looking at him, he walked over with a drink, took out five dollars and slapped it on the bar: "Give this beautiful lady a drink, I'll treat you. "

 Ten minutes later, Sophia and Scott left the club together.

Bruce whispered: "I hope he can still walk tomorrow."

 Martin asked: “Old Bu, have you actually experienced it?”

Bruce kept his mouth shut and walked out of the club without saying a word to Martin.

 This man is so ignorant!

 Martin understood that Lao Bu had had a very miserable experience.

All the customers left and the club became quiet. Hart hugged a box and ran out from the backstage, followed by Carrington and other handsome men who were not going out.

 Martin had a bad premonition.

Hart had practiced dancing for several months and had some basic skills. He used the smooth floor to kneel down in front of Martin and held the box high above his head: "Martin, dad, this is our way of thanking you."

 Martin did not answer, but looked behind Hart and said: "I can't get the three stripes out of my knees, bad review!"

 Hart's box was lifted higher. Martin took it and found that it was full of small-denomination bills. He asked, "What do you mean?"

“Everyone in the sportsman group has pooled their money together.” Hart said in a particularly serious tone: “To thank you for bringing us more customers, we’ve pooled our money to treat you to Thailand...”

Martin was angry: "You bastards, is this how you thank me? Old Boo, take out your gun and blow up all these pieces of shit!"

This amount of money is certainly not enough for surgery, but it is enough to hold a small party at the club.

 Except for the boss Vincent, the accountant Dana, and the handsome men who went out to work, everyone else drank happily.

 (End of this chapter)