Chapter 81: Scourge of the Californians (Alliance Leader Plus 1)
On Thanksgiving, 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 calls Harris and goes to the restaurant to pick up the roast turkey.
In the car, Harris talked about the business of stars: "I hired a partner who helped create the official website of the Atlantic Astronomical Society, and all customers who bought stars will be able to find the corresponding records on the website in the future." Martin agrees: "You're thoughtful, and that increases customer trust." "This month's results are up 100 percent, and the Astronomical Society has sold 24 stars," Harris said. Martin, I converted your part of the income into shares, and you booksigned the agreement when you turned around. He mentioned it several times, and Martin, seeing that he insisted, replied: "I'll sign it when I go back." The two took the roast turkey and desserts such as pumpkin pie and chocolate pie and returned to Carter's house.
Entering the living room, Martin found that the atmosphere was not quite right, Lily and Hall seemed to have cried, and Elena kept her face strained and did not speak.
Reading the book, he put down the lunch box and asked, "What happened?" Lily lowered her head and said, "Emma just called. ”
"Which Emma?" Martin didn't react at the first time, and Emma had already disappeared in his life for half a year.
Elena said, "Emma Carter, Scott's wife, my mother, your father's lover. "Martin's head has made eighteen turns, and it's messy.
He asked, "Emma is back?" What about Jack? Lily exclaimed, "Jerk Jack abandoned Emma!" Martin looked at Elena.
"Emma called from Hawaii and Jack took all her money." Elena had a very mixed mood: "And then disappeared. Martin remembered the important question: "She didn't borrow from loan sharks, did she?" ”
"Nope." Elena motioned for Martin to go out with him, and when the two came to the courtyard, she said, "I'll go to the bank tomorrow and transfer her $200 and book her a ticket from Hawaii to Atlanta." She lowered her voice, "I can't trust her, but Lily and Hall had better have a mother." Martin grabbed her arm and proposed again, "Since Emma is back, you will come with me to Los Angeles?" Outside the wooden fence of Falk Earth, Scott walked over with his legs pouted and dangling, still holding a bottle of tequila without a lid.
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 ruin them." "It's a very ambivalent mentality, both needing parents and guarding against them.
Scott went into the yard and said, "What are you two pieces of waste doing here?" Ready for Thanksgiving dinner? Elena glared at him, "Today's Thanksgiving, don't force me to drive you away." She went back to make dinner.
Martin specifically reminded Scott: "Tonight is the holiday, so don't say a few words." Scott didn't get drunk and said, "I'll try." "Inside, Martin went to help Elena.
Scott found a place to sit, but no one wanted to talk to him, so he had to drink alone. The dinner was very hearty, and in addition to the turkey and dessert that Martin bought, Elena made macaroni, mashed potatoes, vegetable salad and honey ham.
Everyone sat around the table, and Scott wanted to go and get a knife and fork to share the turkey. Elena took the lead and took the knife and fork.
Martin roughly understood that this seemed to represent the head of the family. Dinner was silent, not as lively as before, and even Lily didn't want to speak.
After dinner, the Elena sisters cleaned up the table, and Martin sat on the steps with a bottle of beer in his hand, thinking about the 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 went to Los Angeles and had to work part-time. Martin now has $130,000 in affirmative action and $150,000 in zombie dancers.
The salary of the social investigator of the Women's Association is sufficient. The door suddenly opened, and Lily came out with a bottle of beer and sat next to Martin.
She touched Martin's with the bottle, took a sip, and said, "It's not as good as the foam beauty you made, although that thing is like you released on ......" Martin stared at her.
Lily was very conscious and stretched out her head: "You fight." Martin pushed her head back and said, "If you don't mess around, Elena can be fifty percent easier." Lily didn't seem to understand: "You really speak in a Harris tone." Martin sipped his beer slowly.
Lily rummaged through her pockets, took out a crystal star, and handed it to Martin: "You're going to Los Angeles to be a star and get those things, I hope you remember that there was a girl named Lily Carter in Atlanta in the future." Martin took advantage of the lamp in the yard to look closely at the blue star: "You did it?" ”
"It's all handmade." Lily gestured: "You forgot, I also made the affirmative water kettle." Martin accepted: "Thank you for your lucky star." But Lily's words are hidden behind: "It will make you lucky enough to get AIDS when you get sick." "Martin was so angry that he wanted to smash people with beer bottles.
Lily got up, "I'm going back to review my homework." ”
"You're reviewing your homework?" Martin was surprised.
"Don't look down on people." Lily walked back, her words still coming out: "I can skip a grade and get into the school in Los Angeles early." "This girl says unreliable things all day long, and Martin is too lazy to distinguish between truth and falsehood.
After a beer, Martin felt someone staring at him from behind him, and turned around to see Scott leaning against the doorway wall.
"Bastard, I'll warn you one last time." Scott was about to go back to the grocery store, came to Martin's side, and said, "Your daddy Jack sent my wife, you sent my eldest daughter, I pinched my nose and confessed this, you dare to send my little daughter......" He lifted the tequila bottle in his hand: "I'll stuff it in your ass!" Martin pointed outside: "Hurry back to sleep, be careful of being robbed by Lao Hei on the road." Scott picked up his heart, and was careful all the way, especially before opening the door, and took out a specially bought bright flashlight to shine in the dark.
Martin went into the house and said to Elena, went back to pack his luggage, he didn't have any large items, his clothes and some daily necessities were put in his suitcase, and he could leave early tomorrow morning.
Just about to rest, Elena came over, and the old broken wooden bed finally couldn't bear it anymore under the violent tossing of the two of them, and collapsed with a bang.
Martin had no choice but to drag the mattress out and throw it on the floor. The two tossed desperately, and James in the noisy backyard almost crawled out of the ground.
Martin picked up the car keys from the wooden floor and threw them to Elena: "It's yours." ”
"I'll open it for the time being." Elena has always been simple and direct: "I won't see you off tomorrow, you can find a way to get to the airport yourself." Martin took out his phone and called Bruce: "Lao Bu, get up early tomorrow and take me to the airport." A strange voice came from the earpiece, and Bruce roared, "You stinky shit, you can't talk on the phone during the day?" ”
"You go on." Martin hung up. Elena kept eavesdropping in front of her mobile phone, and couldn't help laughing: "Lao Bu is a pervert. Martin said, "Lao Bu has the potential to become a perverted murderer. Early the next morning, Bruce came to pick up Martin in his new car.
Harris helped with the suitcase and put it in Bruce's car. Elena ran home, took out the new phone she had forgotten the night before, and gave it to Martin.
There isn't much to say goodbye to, and with modern transportation and low-cost airlines, it's not difficult to get back and forth between Los Angeles and Atlanta.
Bruce drove out of the Clayton neighborhood and asked, "Think about it, what else is there missing?" Martin smiled: "As long as you bring money, what can't you buy?" Bruce sped up: "Atlanta would be a little more peaceful without you stinking shit." Martin shot back: "Without you as a civilized person, it is very peaceful." Bruce disagreed: "Man, you're going to scourge the Californians and take down the faggots, lace-edges, junkies, kinks and all the stuff there." You have to believe in yourself, you have enough bad ideas and bad ideas! Martin replied, "I can't solve it, I'll definitely call you, a civilized person." The two arrived at Atlanta International Airport, and Bruce took Martin all the way to the security checkpoint.
Martin was ready to go to the line. Bruce slapped him the shoulder, "You're going to wallow in that stinking puddle of Hollywood, man, don't lose to drugs and alcohol." Martin still said the same thing: "Civilized people, don't die, I won't answer your funeral call." Bruce waved his hand, "Let's go." Martin went through security, came to the gate, sat down and waited for a while, and Benjamin and Catherine rushed over.
Catherine is dressed very beautifully, and in terms of appearance alone, Julia Roberts is not as good as her. The three of them knew each other well, and Catherine had no scruples, and said, "I went this time, and I don't want to come back." Martin didn't hide the need: "I also want to stay in Hollywood, maybe this is a good opportunity." "Martin hasn't really spoken to anyone other than Kelly Gray about Louise Meyer and Robert Patrick.
People like him don't give their connections to others. Catherine continues to imagine Hollywood.
In contrast, Benjamin is more conservative: "I'll finish my contract with Gray and then decide where to go." The good news of the large-scale release of "Zombie Dani" constantly stimulated Catherine's nerves: "If the film can be a small hit, will I have a chance to get a big role?" It was from here that Julia Roberts boarded the plane on the road to superstardom. Benjamin reminded, "You're a little too excited and fantasizing. The radio sounded to remind them to board the plane, and Martin beckoned to the two men: "Get on the plane." "I got on the plane along the boarding aisle and into economy class, with the Martin seat next to the window, the engine roaring and the runway speeding backwards.
The airliner soared into the sky, and from above, Atlanta was in full view. Whether you go to heaven or hell, you have to take a flight from Atlanta.