American fame and fortune

Chapter 19
In the office on the second floor of the club, Vincent was sitting on the sofa, pressing the remote control, and the TV screen was constantly switching between several news stations.

When he switched to NBC Atlanta, he stopped.

"...The Methodist Association and the ATL Women's Association clashed again today. The two sides confronted each other on Saijo Avenue because of a gigolo club called House of the Beast. The verbal abuse turned into a physical fight..."

On the TV screen, large close-ups of the Beast House Club appeared many times.

Vincent changed a few more channels, and when he switched to CNN, there was also relevant real-time news. The House of the Beast frequently flashed on the news screen.

Another TV news station seized the opportunity to interview a person from the Methodist Association. The other party bluntly stated that this march was to protest against the Beast House Club's corruption of social atmosphere and destruction of family harmony and so on.

There was a lot of movement downstairs, and Vincent didn't go to see it. About half an hour later, he saw a close-up picture of the House of Beasts on the programs of five TV stations.

Tomorrow will inevitably become the focus of social news in newspapers.

Regardless of how much it costs to achieve such media coverage, according to the relevant laws and regulations of Zuozhou, the House of the Beast does not even have the opportunity to advertise directly.

What an idiot Martin Davis is!
Vincent poured a glass of whiskey and sipped it slowly.

There was a knock on the door, and he responded. Martin came in from the outside and said, "Boss, there is a situation."

Vincent pointed to the sofa: "Sit down and talk."

"We just rescued Kelly Gray, the director of the Women's Council..." Martin quickly said what happened before.

Vincent asked, "What do you think?"

"Women advocating for sexual freedom would be our biggest potential clientele, and the Methodist Society would be the opposite and would only be a hindrance," Martin said.

"Do as you want." The previous operation gave Vincent confidence in Martin.

Martin said the last thing: "There will be media reporters coming to interview soon, boss, will you come forward to receive them?"

Vincent has concerns: "I am not suitable to appear in front of the media."

"I'll deal with it?" Martin received a clear answer from Vincent, went downstairs to meet a public relations officer sent by the Women's Association, exchanged opinions quickly, and prepared to open the club's door.

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At the same time, the back door of the club opened, and eight people, including Bruce and Ivan, walked around from the alley to Saijo Avenue, looking for their respective targets with their mobile phones.

TV reporter Mia had just finished her busy work, and went to the interview car to get a bottle of water, and found a man with a silly smile holding a mobile phone.

She said: "The TV station is working, please stay away."

Bruce raised his mobile phone: "I called the news hotline, and I'm here to get the bonus."

Mia said, "Go to the TV station tomorrow, or leave your email address."

Knowing a bit, Bruce said, "Don't waste your time, okay? I know you guys have bonuses for breaking news leads."

Mia didn't want to say more: "This is out of order."

Before he came out, Bruce had already been taught by Martin, and said in a low voice: "Today's matter was caused by the House of Beasts. I can help you contact the people of the House of Beasts."

Mia became interested as soon as she heard it. The house of the beast, which was the focal point, had its doors closed. After tonight, this gigolo club was bound to become the focus of social news in Atlanta.

She took the bag, took out a $50 check, and put it in front of Bruce: "You promise?"

Bruce took the check, glanced at the number, put it away first, and said, "This is the reward for the last news, and now you have to pay me $100 for this news."

Mia hesitated for a moment, and took out a hundred-dollar check. Bruce wanted to pick it up, but she took it back: "You contact me first."

Bruce called Martin, but it was Hart who answered the phone, and he handed it to Mia: "People from the House of Beasts."

Martin, a bitch, let others take the blame for this kind of blame.

Mia said a few words to the person on the phone, handed the check to Bruce, and greeted the assistant: "The TV van is driving to the gate of the Beast's House!"

Bruce took the check and left, and soon turned into a deep alley.

Mia came to the door of the House of Beasts, and found that there was a clatter behind the club door, as if the lock was being unlocked.

Colleagues who were scattered everywhere looking for someone to interview rushed over one after another.

Mia saw Deckard from the Atlanta Journal-Constitution and asked, "Why are you here?"

Deckard was a little hesitant at first, but when he saw many colleagues coming over, he simply said, "There is a news informant who contacted the people from the House of Beasts for me."

Mia's face was ugly: "100 dollars?"

"You too?"

"Me too!"

"Me too!"

Could it be that the reporters who came over were like this, all of them holding their faces.

Mia said: "How cheap!"

You don't need to guess and know that the people in the club did it, but they have to bite the bullet and interview, and no one wants to leave.

The door of the club opened, and Martin stepped out first.

The camera all turned around, and the reporters were like little brats with their crotches wet, each and every one of them was inexplicably excited.

Without waiting for the reporter to ask questions, Martin said loudly: "Friends from the media, please uphold justice. I want to sue the Methodist Association. They interfered with the normal operation of our club and slandered the reputation of the House of the Beast, which caused us a huge loss of reputation. I am here Here is a statement on behalf of the House of the Beast, the Methodist Association must publicly apologize to the House of the Beast, restore our reputation, and we reserve the right to take legal action!"

He changed his voice: "In addition, on behalf of the House of the Beast, I would like to express my gratitude to the ATL Women's Association and the association's director, Ms. Kelly Gray. When we are under the unwarranted attack, women will, under the leadership of Ms. Kelly Gray, respond to violence. Say no to crime bravely, use their bodies to defend the legitimate rights and interests of the Beast House, they are the heroes of Atlanta!"

Relying on his height and strength, Deckard squeezed to the front and asked, "The Methodist Association accused the House of the Beast of corrupting the social atmosphere and causing troubles to countless families. What do you think?"

Martin said loudly: "Striptease girls or gigolos are legitimate occupations allowed by the law, right? Can only men watch striptease? Women don't have the same rights? Men and women are not born equal?"

No reporter dared to answer the question of losing their jobs if they didn't answer well. They even stiffened their necks, for fear of subconsciously shaking their heads.

Martin doesn’t need reporters to answer: “It’s the 21st century, how many years have we talked about equality between men and women? Why do a small group of people still look at the awakened feminism with malicious eyes? The House of the Beast has strict rules and professional ethics, and guarantees Women have the same right to nightlife as men, it's women's freedom..."

Faced with questions from reporters, Martin tried his best to rely on freedom and women's rights.

Even in 2003, journalists had to be careful with these two things.

After the interview, Martin returned to the club.

The public relations expert sent by the Women's Association said: "You have done a very good job. If you have any questions in the future, please contact me as soon as possible."

When the man left, Bruce came over and reminded: "Dude, you're a man!"

Martin said: "As long as it is beneficial to us, I don't mind cutting off your brother and making you a woman."

"Fake!" Bruce gave him a middle finger, took out a check, and asked, "Will those reporters scold us if we do this?"

"Dude, you are used to being a civilized person, and you have never dealt with the media whores. Let me tell you, don't be afraid of being scolded when you stand up to the media." Don't scold us? You think too highly of their integrity! They scold you as much as you like, and infamy is also famous, and the House of Beasts needs to be famous."

He asked: "Does the club have a legal adviser? After a few days when the news heats up, hold a press conference and send a lawyer's letter to the Methodist Church. This matter can be fired several times. I want to fry the crotch of those whores." !"

Ivan and the others came back one after another with the checks and asked, "What about the bonus?"

Martin didn't raise his head, but he noticed that Vincent had come to the fence on the second floor and said, "Leave it to the boss."

"Everyone has a share tonight." Vincent was very generous, and it wasn't the club's money: "Martin gets 30.00%, and you share the rest."

Martin counted the amount of the check, and said contemptuously, "You shameless people actually cheated you back with $1200!"

A bunch of middle fingers stood in front of Martin.

(End of this chapter)