American fame and fortune

Chapter 10 Weapons Are the Guarantee of Civilization
Faced with different people, at different times, Martin used different coping methods.

He tipped $7 and placed it in front of Vincent.

Vincent pushed back: "The tip is personal." He asked directly, "How many cocktails do you know?"

Martin stopped talking nonsense, and said: "Common cocktails can be adjusted. I dare not say that the standard is particularly high, at least it is average."

At the beginning, in order to compete for the role of a bartender, I worked hard and practiced hard. Although I didn't get the role, because I was good at drinking, I never let it go. It can be regarded as the ability accumulated over the years.

Vincent asked, "A way to save money without compromising the taste?"

Martin has already entered the state: "I can guarantee that some concoctions are more profitable."

When getting tips, he has been observing carefully. The female customers pay attention to the stage, and the wine is only for fun, and they are not picky about the taste.

As long as the basic taste is guaranteed, there will be no problems.

A civilized person can sell such a bad wine.

Vincent's face suddenly darkened: "Are you a bastard like Jack?"

"Mr. Li, for a powerful person like you, I wouldn't dare to lie to you if you lend me ten guts." Martin turned into a little man full of awe at this moment: "That old bastard Jack showed up under your wisdom, my Every move can't hide from your eyes."

Vincent was very useful, and said: "You are the bartender of the House of the Beast, with an hourly salary of 8 dollars, and a salary is paid every two weeks. The salary is paid and the debt is settled at the same time."

The most important source of income for this type of work is tips.

After his ability was recognized, Martin carefully probed: "I belong to the club, interest..."

Vincent thought for a while, and said: "Only calculate the total interest, no rolling interest, you pay another 7000 US dollars, and the debt is settled."

Martin felt a little relieved, so he could see if the Marietta Theater Company had a chance first.

"Prerequisite, you have to let me see the value!" Vincent valued Martin's approach to Long Island iced tea more than his bartending ability.

Martin needs money: "When do I go to work?"

Vincent pointed to the bar counter casually: "Start now."

Martin stopped talking and entered the bar, just in time for a customer who wanted a Bloody Mary.

This is one of the most famous cocktails, with many derivative recipes. Martin took over the utensils in Bruce's hands and used a recipe improved by Americans after 2010.

Claimed to be more suitable for American tastes.

It may be in line with the taste buds of the female customer, and the other party gave him a two-dollar tip directly.

Bruce leaned over and whispered, "Get the boss's approval?"

"In the way of civilized people." Martin joked first, and then said: "I thought you were the security guard of the club."

Bruce shook his head: "The times are different. There is no future for fighting and killing. In order to adapt to the changes of the times, I put down the gun in my hand and learned to bartending. Not to mention me, even the boss has learned to run a legal business."

When a woman came to ask for a drink, Martin stopped talking and concentrated on his work.

After a short time, the total amount of tips exceeded US$15. Customers came in and out of the club, and he was unable to break through 50 people, which became an obstacle for him to get more tips.

Taking advantage of his spare time, Martin asked, "Is this the case every day?"

Bruce wiped his wine glass and said, "The weekend was a little better. The club just opened, and the popularity hasn't really spread yet."

Martin was surprised: "No advertisement?"

Bruce smiled like a civilized person: "You don't know? That's right, you don't."

Being despised by the paper licking maniac, Martin didn't get angry, but asked, "What do you mean?"

Bruce tidied up his shirt, looking like a cultural person: "Georgia's local regulations prohibit clubs that take off their clothes to advertise directly in the media and in public places. The boss spent money on recruitment notices, which is a sideline."

Martin looked at the club's large empty field: "The effect is not very good?"

Bruce was very diligent, and wiped the wine bottle after wiping the wine glass: "The boss said that the club does legitimate business and must abide by laws and regulations."

Of course, Martin doesn't believe this, the usury with revolving interest is called law-abiding?Or is it a legitimate place to launder money?

The music sounded, and the handsome men on the circular stage performed uniformly. The bar was idle, and Martin asked Bruce some questions about the situation.

Vincent Lee invested heavily in House of the Beast, recruiting gigolos with a high salary, professional choreographers from the Savannah College of Art, and a publicist for night shows with a high salary to promote.

It has been open for nearly a month, and there are some customers, which is far from the expected goal.

At the end of the night, Martin received a tip of $21.

As expected, the sportsmen followed the women away, but there were more wolves than meat. Martin found many customers flooded, and went directly to the black bar across the road after leaving.

What followed was bound to be a battle of billions.

Martin left the club and walked towards the minibus platform, where there were many small advertisements for taxis.

After walking a few tens of meters, two black men with dreadlocks in black clothes suddenly appeared in the dark place where the street lights were damaged.

They are very talented, and they hide in dark places, making it difficult to find them from a distance.

Without hesitation, Martin turned around and ran, and the two black men immediately chased after him.

Bruce, who was also off work, was walking towards Martin, with his open jacket thrown behind him, his right hand touched his armpit, he pulled out a pistol and pointed forward, shouting, "You son of a bitch, get out!"

The black man stopped, raised his hands, and stepped back.

Martin could see clearly that both had knives in their hands.

The Negro backed away far enough to turn and run away.

Martin realized that there was a serious deviation in his perception of Bruce, and said, "Old Bu, I'm such an idiot, and now I understand why you showed your gun when you were a civilized person."

Bruce put away his gun and said, "This is the guarantee of being a civilized person."

Martin said, "Give me a ride, five dollars."

Bruce walked towards the Dodge pickup parked by the side of the road: "My own, no money."

Martin was also polite, got into the co-pilot, and said, "I'll get you a bunch of Scarlett Johansson posters later, and you can lick them for a month! At that time, you can use one to lick and one to soak in bath water. "

Bruce started the car and headed to Marietta on the northwest side of the road: "This idea is great. I tried it this morning, and the taste is unusual."

Martin was completely defeated.

Bruce said again: "I will give you a suggestion. You need a car and a gun."

Martin asked, "Is it easy to get a gun?"

Bruce nodded: "Georgia's gun management is not strict, and it is easy to buy guns through regular channels. It is not recommended that you buy black guns, as there will be a lot of trouble."

He smiled honestly: "Want to buy a gun to practice guns? I have a firearms instructor's license and only charge $10 an hour. I also know the owner of a second-hand car dealer. Can you introduce me? Let me earn some agency fees."

Sure enough, free is the most expensive!Strange that he had to collect the fare, Martin gave him a middle finger: "profiteer!"

You also need to buy a second-hand car, in case something goes wrong, you can run away.

Martin found that from the moment he was clear-headed, the thing he thought about the most was running away.

Poor guy like shit, running away like shit!

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