In the office on the second floor of the House of the Beast, Vincent's cowboy hat was pressed low, casting a large shadow on his face, among which the protruding hooked nose seemed to peck at the heart.

Night public relations Michael was inexplicably flustered, and hurriedly covered it up with words: "The House of the Beast has been open for less than a month, and it takes time to accumulate customers, fame and reputation. ”

He has promoted night clubs for men, but it is the first time to serve women, and the pot can't be recited: "You are too anxious, and business requires a process." ”

Vincent's words were flat: "25 days ago, when you took the commission, you didn't say that. ”

Thinking of the $10,000 commission, Michael cheered up: "Give me another month, it's not that I don't work hard, but there is a problem with the environment." ”

It's impossible to return the money, he doesn't have so much money in his hand: "You know, the damn regulations in Joshua, we can't directly advertise in the media and shopping malls, we can only do private promotion for women's groups." Now that the ultra-conservative Methodist Association is making trouble everywhere and the media is fueling it, many women are concerned about places that resemble the House of the Beast. ”

Vincent didn't even raise his eyelids: "What about the big stars you promised to come to the club for fun?" ”

It is not possible to advertise directly, but it is no problem for the big star to appear in the side news coverage of the club.

"I'm still in touch," Michael said. ”

Vincent raised his head slightly, and his hooked nose became sharper: "Georgia female stars, you can't invite Julia Roberts, and Holly Hunter can too." ”

Michael is dumbfounded, these two Oscar queens!

Vincent said slowly: "You asked for $10,000, I gave it to you, do you know why?" ”

Michael snapped up and said, "I'm worth the price." ”

Vincent held up a finger: "First, I want to motivate you with money. He erected another one: "Second, I am sure to recover the corresponding price." ”

Michael leaned forward and pleaded, "Give me a little more time." ”

Vincent picked up the phone and dialed the bar: "Bruce, notify it, clear the venue in fifteen minutes, everyone is not allowed to leave work, and hold an internal meeting." ”

Michael couldn't stop worrying, sweating on his forehead: "You...... What are you doing. ”

"The House of the Beast is a legitimate place to operate in accordance with the law, and will not do anything illegal." Vincent stood up and walked out: "I'm going to gather my men and listen to their opinions." ”

Seeing that he didn't kill himself, Michael relieved himself and said, "Would you rather believe those idiots who can't read the newspapers than give the professionals a little more time?" ”

Vincent went straight out the door.

He also wanted to trust the professionals, but the professionals didn't bring in traffic.

Michael hurried to follow.

Fifteen minutes later, all the staff of the Beast Club, including the gilos, stood near the stage.

Martin and Bruce stayed on the far left, waiting for the boss to speak.

Vincent stood on the circular stage, swept his eyes over everyone, and said: "You all know the flow of customers in the club, do you have any ideas?" ”

Hart, who was only wearing super shorts, was the first to say, "Boss, let's go back to our old business?" Those sluts are so crazy that my brother gets pinched and swollen every day. ”

Vincent said, "Bruce, Hart is talking this bullshit again, and you shove a barstool in his ass in the most civilized way possible." ”

Hart glanced at Bruce, his lips trembling, "I'd rather him use mortar shells." ”

Michael followed Hart's gaze and saw Martin again, calculating.

Vincent asked, "What about the others?" ”

No one spoke for the time being.

Martin had some ideas, but the boss didn't mention whether it was good or not.

If there is no benefit, whoever bothers to do it, the wage earner must have the consciousness of the wage earner.

"Very good, worthy of being my brother, don't mention rewards and don't do things." Vincent lifted his cowboy hat slightly: "Whoever can make the house of the beast have a steady increase in customer traffic, double the salary, and reward $10,000." ”

Hearing the $10,000 reward, Michael couldn't help but jump out and say, "I've figured out a way." ”

Everyone looked at Michael, but Michael stretched out his hand and pointed at Martin: "As long as he cooperates, I can solve it." ”

Martin was inexplicable.

Michael is afraid that someone else will take away the prize money: "Why can't the club attract a large number of customers?" Because we lack star-level dancers! ”

He pointed to Martin: "On his terms, with the professional training of the choreographer, I can make him a superstar of the Atlanta night show, and make those horny sluts crazy for him and ...... for him."

Martin said in his heart, which kind of hatred, you want to use the hungry slut to kill me? He immediately interrupted: "Boss, this person is too exaggerated. I'll admit, I'm pretty good-looking, but not to the extent he says he is, and Hart isn't bad either. ”

Vincent's trust in Michael had collapsed, and his eyes turned: "Ivan, throw him out." ”

Ivan and his little brother with golden retriever grabbed Michael and dragged him out, Michael wanted to shout, felt something on his waist, and quickly shut his mouth.

Vincent asked, "What about you?" ”

Including Bruce, his gaze turned to Hart and immediately retracted it.

Hart's brother was swollen every day, and they didn't want that.

Seeing the benefits, Martin became an excellent worker and said, "Boss, I have an idea. ”

Vincent looked at the other silent subordinates and turned around and went upstairs: "You come with me." ”

Martin was just about to follow, when Bruce suddenly said, "I heard that the veterinarian Bill has a way to treat the swelling of the cow and sheep, so you'd better consult in advance." ”

"Don't mention the vet to me!" Martin gave Bruce a middle finger and followed Vincent up the second floor.

Bruce waited a long time without moving.

Hart clapped his palms in fear and shouted at the other dancers, "Guys, pack a cupboard in the locker room and come out, we're going to have a new guy." ”

Bruce picked up a barstool.

Hart turned around and left: "Bruce, you said you wanted to be civil. ”

…………

The second-floor office was quiet, and Vincent's face was still hidden in the shadow of his cowboy hat.

Martin's words just now were beyond his knowledge, and even his father and brother's understanding, and they were not at all the means to understand.

Vincent asked, "Where did you learn this?" ”

Once again, Martin pulled Jack Davis out: "Old bastard Jack is the most versatile guy in Atlanta. ”

Vincent just looked at Martin.

"I'm an actor, I've been running the crew since I was sixteen years old, studying media and public opinion hype, and I want to be popular in my dreams." With Martin's acting skills, it is the same as the real thing: "I have seen a lot of successful film and television cases, and I also know the style of the group of watches in the media." ”

Vincent asked, "How sure." ”

Martin thought for a moment and said, "Sixty percent." ”

Vincent asked again, "What is needed?" ”

Martin said: "Bruce, find a few more reliable mouths to assist me, and the labor and other expenses incurred during the period ......"

"The club is in charge." Vincent was not stingy when it was time to motivate: "As long as you succeed, your debt is eliminated, your salary is doubled, and you have a $5,000 bonus." ”

Martin didn't ask about failure, and Hart was an example.

Dancing boy, he's mentally prepared.