In the living room of the Bruce family, dirty ceiling fans spin on the ceiling and posters of Scarlett Johansson and Jennifer Lopez are blown hunting.

The height of the poster is strange, and the adult is standing with his chin right in the middle of the poster.

The portraits of the two celebrities are torn, and the walls are exposed on the legs below the waist.

Without waiting for Martin to reason and analyze carefully, Bruce walked out of the bedroom quickly, with a look of dissatisfaction, and cursed in a low voice: "You pervert of the earth, why did you come early?" Do you know how hard it took me to convince Monica? ”

Martin gave him the middle finger: "Pay attention to civilized language!" ”

Bruce looked around: "Where's my gun?" I'm going to beat your stinky shit all over the sky today! ”

Martin said, "I have a cannon, do I want to lend it to you?" ”

Monica, who was plump, entered the living room at this time and asked, "What are you talking about?" ”

Bruce immediately changed his face, scratched his face and said, "Work matters." ”

He took the newspaper out of the drawer and threw it to Martin: "This is the Atlanta Star, the largest male tabloid in Georgia, the StarWorld has been covering the conflict between the Methodist and the Women's Association since the protest in front of the state legislature, and has written a lot of short stories, which are said to have received a good response, Monica has a friend who is a freelancer and knows the people of the Star. ”

Martin flipped through the newspapers, and sure enough, there were relevant reports.

In a way that is difficult to put into law and can be understood by most people, the fabrication of a member of the high-level board of directors of the Methodist Church has led to a constant and violent conflict between the two organizations.

Of course, this kind of tabloid is not afraid of prosecution, and it is eager to be sued by these well-known organizations.

Martin said to Monica, "Can you contact a reporter from StarWorld through your friend and make a report about the House of the Beast?" ”

Monica thought of the last check and immediately responded, "I'll call and ask." ”

The answer was yes.

"When to use it?" Monica asked.

Martin calculated slightly: "Wait two days, then I'll ask Bruce to call you, and I'll pay you when I'm done." ”

She was very satisfied with the previous payment, and Monica smiled: "No hurry." ”

In the evening, the female customers who went to the Beast's House Club for recreation found that the club was holding an event today, and the club gave away a free collar badge, and those who wore the collar badge could get a free beer at the bar.

Pin-buckle collar badges, most people are too lazy to take them off after wearing them, and they may only think of it when they go back to undress.

Martin left the club at half past nine in the evening and drove around Saijo Street, where all the bars went in for a night show.

At every night show, you can see women wearing badges.

After they left the House of the Beast, they did the same thing, hooking up with men or being hooked up with by men.

When Martin was bartending, he talked to female customers a lot, and he knew a little about their group, which is not enough to describe.

The fire of the House of the Beast, roasting the already arid earth, cracked open, waiting for the pouring rain to come.

Martin also chatted with a number of men who were having fun at the night club.

The vast majority of them want to soak in the night club, or the free kind.

The rest,.

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In the black bar, the owner, Poyet, stood on the second floor, holding on to the guardrail with his hands, watching the groups of women pouring in at the entrance.

The men wore the same collar badges, and he was curious: "Which organization of women?" ”

The last time the Methodist and the ATL women's club had a chaotic fight, it left a shadow on Poyet, and the madmen from the women's club not only dared to strip their underwear in the street, but also threw on the wall of the black bar.

It's terrible for women to go crazy.

Since then, Poyet has been a soft egg for several days when facing his wife Betty.

Mental and physical.

Diego, a middle-aged Latin man next to him, had already paid attention: "The house of the beast opposite is holding activities, giving away collar badges and beer, these crazy women are hooked up by that side, and they come to our side to hook up with men and carry out secondary consumption." ”

Poyet watched for a while, and the women ordered drinks or other things to help the bar increase its income.

"How long has this been going on?" he asked. ”

Diego said, "It started with a boom in business at the House of the Beast. ”

With the passage of time, from time to time, women wearing collar badges entered the black bar, and when Poyet was calm, his head was very clear: "This group of prodigal goods from the House of the Beast is in a hurry to find men, and the closest night club to the House of the Beast is our black bar, these prodigal goods are particularly easy to hook up, which can attract more men and bring more customers to the bar." ”

Diego laughed, "We've got the benefits, too." ”

Poyetmo rubbed his black chin and considered it seriously: "Is there a good way to attract all the customers from the House of the Beast into our bar and generate income for us?" Or do we add relevant content to grab more female customers? ”

Diego said: "I want to figure it out. ”

Two big-ass women came below, and Poyet's black face bloomed into a chrysanthemum: "You think about it, I'll go down and soak a girl." ”

Diego could only watch the boss go to pick up girls, and he struggled to figure out a way.

He found that most of those sluts didn't care about black and white.

Diego came up with an idea and asked the boss to find a group of sturdy black guys from Southtown and put them at the door of the bar?

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For three nights in a row, Martin spent night on West Street and the nearby bars.

Whether he saw it or asked it himself, it proved that his idea was extremely feasible.

Martin didn't hesitate anymore and approached his boss, Vincent.

Anyway, it becomes a lot of income, and it is also a lot of income if it doesn't work.

Martin is a man who has experienced Ma Zhen and dares to scare the earth.

Coming to Vincent's office on the second floor, Martin said directly: "Boss, I have thought of a way." ”

Vincent asked, "Can you increase the traffic by a third?" ”

"Possibly." Martin did not say that he died, but introduced the following situation: "The club is mainly for female customers, Atlanta is generally safe, women are worried about the safety of the night, the number of people entering the club after 10 o'clock and especially after 10:30 o'clock has dropped sharply, and the number of people leaving has increased. ”

Vincent knew this, and raised his cowboy hat slightly: "Take advantage of ten o'clock later?" ”

"Yes." Martin added: "I contacted the media and was going to spend money on the media to buy the report and to prepare a new poster for the club. ”

The foundation was laid for the last success, and Vincent had some confidence in Martin: "You go to Dana and write a check. ”

After some time, Martin went to the finance room and asked Dana to write a few checks.

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The next morning.

Martin approached Bruce and asked him to contact Monica, who, through a freelance journalist friend, contacted an associate editor of the Atlanta Star.

The two drove to Beicheng District and entered a café.

Monica and her freelancer friend are waiting.

Martin asked, pulled out two small-denomination checks, and gave them to each of them.

The club's money is not distressed to spend.

The freelance reporter made a phone call, and ten minutes later, Buckley, deputy editor of the Atlanta Star, rushed over.

Monica and the two left on their own initiative.

Martin politely said directly: "Mr. Barkley, I need a report. ”

Barkley asked, "Do you have a manuscript?" ”

"Sorry, I can't write it." The predecessor happy education has not been completed, and it is rare to read books and newspapers, like Elena's idiot, who can't understand slightly more complicated articles. Martin asked, "I said the theme and the general content, you will write it?" ”

Barkley didn't speak, stirring the coffee slowly with his right hand, and gently twisting his thumb and forefinger twice with his left hand.

"The pay is sure to satisfy you." Martin pulled the check out of his pocket and pushed it over.

Barkley glanced at the numbers and shook his head slightly.

Martin understood: "Add money? ”

Although it costs the club's money, but from the pocket out of the money, the experience is really bad.

Martin pulled out another one.

Satisfied, Barkley picked up two checks: "You say." ”

Martin kicked Bruce a bit.

Bruce reacted immediately, pulling his coat back with his hand, leaving the placket open to reveal the pouch.

"Sir, journalism is a noble profession, and I have a high work ethic!" Barkley saw it clearly, and while collecting the check, he swore an oath: "You give the money, and I do the work, although rest assured." ”

Civilized people do things, that's how reliable.