American Fame and Fortune

Chapter 44: Having fun

It is not a hot day in Atlanta in the summer, but it is extremely hot on Peachtree Street. Thousands of people put on uniform clothes and marched towards the Georgia State Building.

 Along the way, APDs were on standby.

Hundreds of media reporters were very excited.

The TV stations that received the news early in the morning drove their television broadcast trucks over.

The crowd’s slogan was resounding—I have the final say in my life!

 What is more attractive than the slogan is the pink kettle in his hand.

 The realistic shape, coquettish temperament, exaggerated volume and unique uses have produced a sensational effect.

CNN, headquartered in Atlanta, conducted a live news broadcast, and the TV footage spread throughout the United States.

When seven or eight thousand people, headed by Congressman Erica, collectively drank from kettles, then raised the kettles high and shouted, "I decide my life," not only the media reporters and conservative crowd at the scene were stunned, but even the people watching across the United States were dumbfounded. The TV audience burst into laughter.

 Sashu is so crazy.

　　Member Erica climbed up to the high platform, held the pink kettle tightly, and shouted loudly: "What we hold is not a kettle, but freedom!"

 She held the straw in her mouth and took a sip: "What we drink is not water, we enjoy the natural freedom!"

Perhaps it was used last night, or maybe the straw was not installed securely and the straw fell to the ground.

 The kettle without the straw has a more attractive shape.

　　All camera shots turn to Congressman Erica, giving her a long close-up.

  She has long lost her face when engaging in politics. Erica felt that she could create a sensation in the United States today. She held the kettle with one hand like a lover and made a victory sign with the other hand.

 As long as it can increase exposure and influence, what does it matter?

 Kelly Gray accompanied Chairman Julia and stood just behind Congressman Erica. This was her first time on the podium at a large-scale event in Georgia.

Congressman Erica stepped back from the front, stood next to Julia, and nodded to Kelly Gray: "You did a good job."

Kelly said quickly: "Do my best."

From a high place, the media reporters were like crazy. Erica was very satisfied with the effect of the event: "Julia, the person who made the plan, in the name of the Free Association, the reward must be rewarded."

 This is a money society, and money is the best incentive.

 Julia nodded and said softly: "Kelly, you draw up the list and plan."

 In the past, this was the responsibility of the vice-chairman. Kelly Gray was overjoyed: “When the event is over, I will come up with a plan immediately.”

 She craned her neck to look for him in the crowd. There were quite a few men involved, but she couldn't find Martin at all.

There were too many people, and the flag of the House of Beasts was not eye-catching at all, and all the limelight was taken away by the kettle.

Hart ​​held the kettle, pushed it down and lifted it up, and said: "Which idiot came up with this kind of kettle? It's so cheap."

He asked Martin: "Dad Martin, that idiot wouldn't design it based on himself, right? It's too exaggerated. I can compare it with you."

Martin warned: "Son, if you talk nonsense again, I will send you to Thailand."

  Lasted until noon, and the crowd gradually dispersed.

The streets are full of people holding pink water bottles, which becomes a beautiful scenery.

If someone questions it, someone will immediately reply - what we are holding is not a kettle, but freedom!

 …

 Los Angeles, headquarters of LA Liberty Association.

 Chairman Carolyn saw CNN ending the live news broadcast in Atlanta and made a phone call: "Louise, was this event organized by the Georgians themselves?"

 “Yeah, it’s very interesting, it’s so fun.”

“A conservative Georgian guy can actually do this kind of thing.” Caroline didn’t quite understand: “It’s even more avant-garde than us. I can’t understand it.”

Louise said: "ATL Free Association has a genius who is very good at playing. He designed the kettle and the slogan." Caroline thought about it briefly: "He should come to Los Angeles, we are the only one standing in the world. People at the forefront.”

 Louis hung up the phone, the car door opened, and Kelly Gray lowered her head and got into the car.

 She grabbed Louise’s arm and her voice trembled with excitement: “Congressman Erica and Chairman Julia will nominate me as vice chairman.”

 Louis was lying on the seat: "As for being so excited?"

Kelly let go: "Although my family has some resources, they are all placed on my two brothers. I can only run a small company that doesn't even dare to make theatrical movies."

 Louis asked deliberately: "How are you going to thank that Martin?"

Kelly laughed: "He likes to be an actor and wants to make money to get out of the quagmire. I gave him a chance. Of course, the premise is that I make more."

 Louise raised her chin frivolously: "I thought you had **** him."

"He is good-looking, has a likable personality, is sensible and interesting, and is versatile. He is better than many of his peers who come from a wealthy class." When women talk privately to women, they are more exaggerated than men. Kelly picked up the pink water bottle and sucked hard. , said: "As far as I know, he made this thing based on himself."

 Louise couldn't help but laugh: "What a funny person." She grabbed the kettle with both hands: "Have you ever used it? Is it easy to use? Isn't it a show-off? Is it really that exaggerated?"

Kelly ignored the slutty talk and sighed: "Unfortunately, he comes from a very poor background. There are very few poor people with talent like him."

 Louise thought of yesterday: "Well, his acting skills are good, just for yesterday's scene, it was above the standard."

Kelly said: "Actually, what he is best at is not acting."

"I know." Louise picked up the kettle and poked Kelly in the face: "This."

Kelly took it back: "I'm not kidding you anymore, he's the best at bartending. Remember the paper airplane I said?"

Originally Louise just found it interesting. When she heard about the cocktail she had never drunk before, she immediately sat up straight and said: "Call him. Call him quickly."

She patted her head again: "Damn it, I still have important work in the afternoon. I can't get drunk. It's better not to drink if I don't get drunk."

Kelly said: "Drunkard!"

Once an alcoholic's alcohol bug is aroused, it is difficult to suppress it. Louise said: "You call him and ask him if he is free in the evening? I pay by the hour."

 …

 In the afternoon, Martin received a call from Kelly and went to the Liberty Association headquarters.

 The Board of Directors of the Free Association held a small meeting, and in order to commend Martin and others for their outstanding performance in this event, a special certificate of honor was awarded, plus a reward of US$5,000.

 For Martin now, cash incentives are the most refreshing.

 Martin followed Kelly Gray into her office and asked: "You are in such a good mood, is there any happy event?"

Kelly Gray’s eyebrows almost reached the sky: “Vice Chairman, it’s basically confirmed.”

"Congratulations." Martin said like an old friend: "Kelly, you have to treat me."

Kelly Gray said: "How about tonight? Louise is an alcoholic. You heard me talk about paper airplanes. I can't wait any longer. Do you have time? The suite she stayed in has a wine cabinet. If you need wine, you can ask for it anytime."

She specifically reminded: "If you want to be a star, Louise can help you."

 Martin's smile was as bright as ever: "Kelly, I really don't know how to thank you."

Kelly joked: "When you become a big star, help me act in a play."

 The two chatted for a while, especially Louise about the taste of wine.

 After leaving the free club and going back to the club to get the wine he had prepared, Martin asked his boss Vincent for leave.

 He is also considering that now that he has financial security in life, he can give up his part-time job at the Beast Bar.

 Because he made money, those sons believed him. It was okay for a short time, but what about a long time?

 What would Vincent think?

 (End of this chapter)