American Fame and Fortune

Chapter 81 Harming Californians (Leader adds 1 update)

  Thanksgiving is an important holiday in the United States. The Carter siblings sent out a formal invitation early, and Martin specially ordered a roast turkey.

 In the afternoon, Elena prepared dinner in advance.

Martin called Harris and they went to the restaurant to pick up the roast turkey.

In the car, Harris talked about the star business: "I recruited a partner, and he helped create the official website for the Atlantic Astronomical Association. All customers who purchase stars can check the corresponding records on the website in the future."

  Martin agrees: “You are very thoughtful, which can increase the trust of customers.”

Harris said: "This month's performance has increased by 100%. The Astronomical Association sold 24 stars. Martin, I converted part of your income into shares. You can sign the agreement later."

He mentioned it several times. When Martin saw his persistence, he responded: "I'll sign it when I get back."

 The two took roast turkey, pumpkin pie, chocolate pie and other desserts and returned to Carter's house.

 Entering the living room, Martin found that the atmosphere was not right. Lily and Hall seemed to have cried, and Elena was sullen and silent.

 He put down his lunch box and asked, "What happened?"

 Lily lowered her head and said, "Emma just called."

 “Which Emma?” Martin didn’t react immediately. Emma had been missing from his life for the past six months.

Elena said: "Emma Carter, Scott's wife, my mother, and my father's lover."

 Martin's head took eighteen turns, and the relationship was confusing.

 He asked: "Emma is back? Where is Jack?"

Lily shouted: "Jack the **** abandoned Emma!"

 Martin looked at Elena.

“Emma called from Hawaii and Jack took all her money.” Elena’s mood was very complicated: “Then he disappeared.”

 Martin thought of an important question: "She didn't borrow a loan shark, did she?"

“No.” Elena motioned for Martin to follow him out. When the two came to the yard, she said, “I will go to the bank to transfer $200 to her tomorrow, and then book her a ticket from Hawaii to Atlanta.”

 She lowered her voice: "I can't trust her, but it's better for Lily and Hall to have a mother."

 Martin grabbed her arm and proposed again: "Now that Emma is back, will you go to Los Angeles with me?"

Outside the wooden fence, Scott walked over with his legs crossed, holding a bottle of tequila without a cap in his hand.

Elena looked at Scott and said: "I may go to Los Angeles in a few years, but I can't go now. Emma and Scott combined will destroy them."

 This is a very contradictory mentality, both needing parents and guarding against them.

 Scott entered the yard and said, "What are you two losers doing here? Is Thanksgiving dinner ready?"

Elena glared at him: "It's Thanksgiving today, don't force me to drive you away."

 She went back to make dinner.

 Martin specifically reminded Scott: "Tonight is a holiday, so don't say a few words."

Scott was not drunk and high, and responded: "I'll try my best."

 Entering the house, Martin went to help Elena.

Scott found a place to sit down, but no one wanted to talk to him, so he could only drink alone.

 The dinner was very sumptuous. In addition to the turkey and desserts that Martin bought, Elena also made macaroni, mashed potatoes, vegetable salad and honey-glazed ham.

 Everyone was sitting around the dining table, and Scott wanted to get the knife and fork to divide the roasted turkey.

Elena took the lead and took the knife and fork.

 Martin roughly understood that this seemed to represent the head of the family.

 The dinner was very silent, not as lively as before, even Lily didn't want to talk.

After dinner, Sister Elena cleared the table, and Martin took a bottle of beer and went out to sit on the steps, thinking about his upcoming trip to Los Angeles.

In more than half a year in Atlanta, Martin gained not only key connections and qualifications, but also more important money.

  I didn’t have enough money, so I had to work part-time when I went to Los Angeles.

 Martin now has $130,000 from Kettle and $150,000 from Zombie Gigolo.

 The salary of a social investigator is sufficient for daily expenses.

The door suddenly opened, and Lily also came out carrying a bottle of beer and sat next to Martin.

 She touched Martin's bottle with the wine bottle, took a sip, and said, "It's not as delicious as the foam beauty you made, although it tastes very strange..."

Martin stared at her.

 Lily was very self-conscious and stretched out her head: "You go ahead and hit me."

 Martin pushed her head back and said, "If you don't act recklessly, Elena will be 50% easier."

Lily didn’t seem to understand: “You sound really like Harris.”

 Martin drank his beer slowly.

Lily rummaged through her pocket, took out a crystal star, and handed it to Martin: "You are going to Los Angeles, and most likely you will not come back. I hope you will remember that there is a girl named Lily Carter in Atlanta in the future."

 Martin looked carefully at the blue stars through the light in the yard: "Did you do this?"

“All handmade.” Lily gestured: “You forgot, I also made the kettle.”

Martin accepted it: "Thank your lucky stars." But Lily's words were hidden behind: "It will make you lucky enough not to break your arm like Harris did!"

 Martin was so angry that he wanted to hit someone with a beer bottle.

 Lily stood up: "I have to go back and review my lessons."

 “You review your homework?” Martin was quite surprised.

"Don't look down on people." Lily walked back, but her words still came out: "If I work hard, I can skip a grade and get admitted to a school in Los Angeles as soon as possible."

This girl says some unreliable things all day long, and Martin is too lazy to tell the truth from the lies.

After finishing a bottle of beer, Martin felt someone staring at him from behind. When he turned around, Scott was leaning against the wall at the door.

"Asshole, I'm warning you for the last time." Scott was about to go back to the grocery store, came to Martin, and said: "Your father Jack kidnapped my wife, you dare to kidnap my eldest daughter, I will never let you go. you…"

 He raised the tequila bottle in his hand: "I'll smash your head in with it!"

　　Martin pointed outside: "Go back to sleep quickly, be careful of being robbed by Lao Hei on the way."

Scott felt anxious and was cautious along the way. Especially before opening the door, he took out a specially bought bright flashlight to illuminate the dark place.

Martin went into the house and spoke to Elena, then went back to pack his luggage. He didn't have any large items, so he put his clothes and some daily necessities into his suitcase and could set off early tomorrow morning.

Just as she was about to rest, Elena came over. After the two of them violently tossing the old wooden bed, it finally couldn't bear it and collapsed.

 Martin had to drag out the mattress and throw it on the floor.

The two of them were fighting hard again, and James in the backyard almost crawled out of the ground due to the quarrel.

 Martin picked up the car keys on the wooden floor and threw them to Elena: "It's yours."

"I'll leave for now." Elena has always been simple and direct: "I won't see you off tomorrow. You can find your own way to the airport."

 Martin took out his mobile phone and called Bruce: "Old Bu, get up early tomorrow and take me to the airport."

There was a strange sound coming from the receiver, and Bruce roared: "You stinking piece of shit, can't you make calls during the day?"

 “You continue.” Martin hung up the phone.

Elena had been leaning in front of the phone to eavesdrop, and couldn't help but laugh: "Old Bu, this pervert."

Martin said: "Old Bu has the potential to become a perverted murderer."

 Early the next morning, Bruce drove his new car to pick up Martin.

 Harris helped lift the suitcase and put it into Bruce's car.

Elena ran home, took out the new mobile phone she forgot last night, and gave it to Martin.

There is not much sadness about separation. With modern transportation and low-cost airlines, it is not difficult to travel between Los Angeles and Atlanta.

Bruce drove out of the Clayton neighborhood and asked, "Think about it, what else did you not bring?"

 Martin smiled: "As long as you bring money, what can't you buy?"

Bruce speeds up: "Atlanta will be a little more peaceful without this stinking **** like you."

 Martin shot back: "Without a civilized man like you, it would be very peaceful."

Bruce didn't take it seriously: "Man, you can go as far as you want to cause harm to the Californians and bring down all the fagots, lesbians, drug addicts, perverts and the like there. You have to believe in yourself, you have enough bad ideas and bad ideas. Method!"

 Martin replied: "I can't solve it, so I will definitely call you, a civilized person."

The two came to Atlanta International Airport, and Bruce took Martin all the way to the security checkpoint.

 Martin is getting ready to line up.

Bruce patted him **** the shoulder: "You're going to wallow in the stinky quagmire of Hollywood, man, don't come back in despair."

 Martin said the same thing: "Civilized people, don't die, I won't answer your funeral phone call."

 Bruce waved his hand: "Let's go."

 Martin passed the security check and came to the boarding gate. He sat down and waited for a while. Benjamin and Catherine rushed over together.

 Catherine is very beautifully dressed. In terms of appearance alone, Julia Roberts cannot compare to her.

The three of them were familiar with each other. Catherine had no scruples and said, "I went this time and I don't want to come back again."

 Martin has no need to hide: "I also want to stay in Hollywood and develop. Maybe this is a good opportunity."

 About Louise Meyer and Robert Patrick, Martin hasn’t really told anyone except Kelly Grey.

 People like him will not give out their connections to others.

 Catherine continued to dream about Hollywood.

In contrast, Benjamin is more conservative: "I will complete the contract with Gray Company and then decide where to develop."

The good news about the large-scale release of "Zombie Gigolo" continues to stimulate Catherine's nerves: "If the film becomes a small hit, will I have the chance to get a big role? This is where Julia Roberts got her start. The plane to stardom.”

Benjamin reminded: "You are a little too excited and fantasized."

The radio sounded a reminder to board the plane, and Martin called to the two people: "Get on the plane."

Getting on the plane along the boarding aisle and entering the economy class, the Martin seat was next to the window, the engine was roaring, and the runway was rapidly reversing.

 The passenger plane soared into the sky, and Atlanta had an unobstructed view from a high altitude.

Whether you go to heaven or hell, you have to transfer from Atlanta.

 (End of this chapter)