American fame and fortune

In Los Angeles in June, it is the hot season of the year, and beverages led by two types of cola are also ushering in a peak sales season.

Coca-Cola puts old wine in new bottles, and a large number of Cokes with the image of Martin, the leader of the Coca-Cola religion, are put on the market.

The concept of Coke religion has attracted the attention of a large number of young people.

In half a month, the news that the leader Martin will go to Washington to receive the Presidential Medal of Freedom is also widely known under the promotion of Coca-Cola.

The fiery momentum continued to sales of Coca-Cola.

From supermarkets to convenience stores to street advertisements, posters and advertisements dressed as Master Martin can be seen everywhere.

Red is fiery, and blue is unwilling to be lonely.

Pepsi has launched two ads for sports and entertainment, and all the actors in the ads have their hair dyed the iconic blue.

Then, it was sprayed completely in the newspapers and on the Internet.

"Look at Martin's high-end style, and then look at Pepsi's wonderful photos, let's judge!"

"I don't ask Pepsi to come up with such a high-end concept as Coke God, but is this sand sculpture too weak?"

"Coca-Cola beat a whole host of entertainment and sports stars, including Britney Spears and David Beckham, to the ground with Martin Davis alone."

Many die-hard Pepsi supporters jumped out to fight back.

"Red and blue are irreconcilable!"

"Take the red one out and shoot for ten minutes!"

Red and blue are arguing on the Internet, but Martin has always maintained enough topicality.

Like the market share of the two Cokes, the red supporters have an overwhelming advantage, enough to guarantee Martin's positive influence.

In Pacific Pictures' office, Thomas rubbed his face vigorously before looking up from the computer.

With dark circles under her eyes, Jessica said: "The two sides of the hook are arguing on the Internet, and Coca-Cola is also promoting it, and it will not stop in a short time."

Emily stretched her waist: "I've been working for more than ten hours these days, it's too bad, it's too bad, I'm going back to get a beauty sleep."

Thomas has not been idle since he came back from Atlanta. While looking for new job opportunities for Martin, he is also cooperating with Coca-Cola's promotion and has been fighting for many days.

While the three of them were working overtime one after another and moving forward with heavy loads, Bruce drove away from North Hollywood and entered Sherman Oaks.

"Actually, the house in Malibu is not bad. It's located on the hill, has a good view, and the price is not expensive." Antonio said, sitting on the back seat with his belly up, "2.6 million dollars is definitely worth it."

Martin shook his head: "There is only one road in that place. Once the mountain is on fire, there is nowhere to run."

Antonio was surprised by Martin's brain circuit: "Malibu hasn't had a wildfire for many years."

Martin still had a vague impression that in the gossip he had read, Malibu was always associated with celebrities and wildfires.

If you just bought a house and set it on fire, that would be a lot of fun.

Grilled Martin and Bruce?

It's exciting to think about.

Bruce drove to Coty Road, where there is a new community in Sherman Oaks. The houses in the community are located at the foot of the mountain, and they are all independent villas with courtyards covering an area of ​​about 500 to 800 square meters. They were built in nearly 3 within a year.

According to Antonio's instructions, the car stopped at the gate of a courtyard.

The closed iron gate was open, and tall palm trees were planted on both sides of the gate. Martin visually estimated that the area surrounded by the wall was about 25X30.

Antonio made a phone call and pointed to the inside of the door.

Bruce drove the car straight in.

The vestibule is a green lawn and a long swimming pool. The villa is in the shape of white walls and red tiles common in Los Angeles, in an inverted L shape.

Garrison, the realtor whom he had appointed, was standing on the front steps of the house.

When the car stopped, Martin got out of the car, glanced at Antonio who was struggling to move his body, and helped him down.

Antonio sighed: "I'm old, and my legs and feet are not working well."

"You're not old, you're fat." Martin pointed at his belly, which was bigger than October's pregnancy: "Lose weight."

Antonio shook his head: "It's too painful, I'd rather lie in bed later."

Garrison hurried over to shake hands with Martin: "Mr. Davis, it is my honor to serve you."

"You're welcome." Martin looked around. The wall was enough to block the view from the outside. There was a garage on the side of the inverted L-shaped auxiliary building, and a barbecue pit was built beside it, which can meet the outdoor self-service barbecue, which is very convenient for parties.

Garrison winked, and immediately took the lead and walked over there: "Shall we look from this side?"

Martin followed.

Bruce looked at Antonio's trembling belly, worried that his center of gravity would fall and he walked side by side with him.

Antonio told Martin before he came that this is a brand new house that has been renovated.

At this time, he will not say any more, so as not to affect Martin's judgment.

It is easy to store three cars in the garage of the auxiliary building. Entering the building from the inner door is a small living room, and there are several bedrooms on the second floor. There is a passage leading directly to the master bedroom and the main building.

Bruce walked back and forth deliberately, quite satisfied.

No matter what, the Russians are potential dangers. He will live in Martin's house for a long time. He can live in the annex building, and he can rush over there as soon as he has something to do.

Bruce thought about it with his toes, Martin, a rotten man, would definitely mess around, and his presence here would not affect Martin's messing around.

A group of people transferred from the second floor to the main building. There are two sets of bedrooms on the second floor. The master bedroom is large enough and has a king-sized balcony. It is not a problem for more than ten people to have fun in the master bedroom.

As for the first floor, it is the conventional living room, study room, dining room and entertainment room and so on.

What Martin is most satisfied with is the entertainment room with a small four-seater projection room.

The main building also has a basement, which is divided into three parts: a small wine cellar, a storage room and a fitness room.

Like most luxury homes for sale, this comes with finishes and matching furnishings.

After seeing the house on the spot, Martin returned to the living room and asked directly, "What's the selling price?"

Garrison's direct offer: "Full furniture and appliances, $2.45 million."

Martin has learned about housing prices. The price is not bad. Sherman Oaks is a rich area with the same reputation as Beverly and Brentwood. on the hill.

Of course, he's targeting Louise's real estate, not MJ's Neverland or Pitt and Aniston's $40 million mansion.

Martin still has a few places to look, and he is not in a hurry to make a decision: "Let me think about it."

The three of them got into the car, left the Koty community, and went up the mountainside.

Martin asked: "Old Bu, what do you think?"

"It's not bad, the wall is high enough to block the prying eyes from outside." Bruce first considered safety: "It's also good for me to install some early warning facilities."

He thought for a while, and then said: "I live in the auxiliary building, you can have an independent space, and if something happens, I can also support you as soon as possible."

Antonio recognized it, and asked curiously, "Is there any sequelae in Burbank Middle School?"

Martin tilted his head.

Antonio said: "You hire me as a security guard. I and the Gun of Friendship will watch the door for you. If those bastards come, I'll knock them down one by one. Don't doubt my marksmanship."

Martin saw Antonio's marksmanship and said, "I don't doubt your marksmanship. I'm worried that you will die with others after shooting. I can't afford to pay for the life of a veteran millionaire."

Bruce was surprised and asked Antonio: "Don't you like to enjoy it? It's so hard to watch the door."

"Everyone has a dream of being a hero, and I want to be a hero too." Antonio patted his chubby belly, as if a basketball was rolling: "Do you know why my marksmanship is so good? Because I want to be a hero, I practice it specially!"

"The Russians are very brutal," Bruce said.

Antonio is very interested in this topic: "You may not know how much my generation fears the Russians. There is a psychological curse. I want to break this curse."

Martin glanced at Antonio's stomach: "You should settle down to a promising career as a landlord."

The car soon came to the second house, and the three of them looked around and came out quickly.

The house is very beautiful, with more complete and advanced equipment. The problem is that it covers an area of ​​nearly 1,200 square meters and the price is as high as 4 million US dollars, which is too expensive.

Martin then looked at the third and fourth buildings, two seaside villas.

The sea view room is okay for a short vacation, but it is troublesome for a long-term stay, and the most important thing is that the price is not cheap.

The three of them came to Binhai Road, found an open-air cold drink shop, and sat under the sun to drink cold drinks.

Antonio kept wiping his sweat: "There are two more in Brentwood, but the price is more expensive, more than 4.5 million US dollars."

Martin waved his hand: "There's no need to read it."

Antonio said again: "The owners of the real estate company I have seen in the few places I have seen are somewhat friendly to me, and I can help you negotiate a lower price."

Bruce put down the ice-cola and looked at Martin: "Look again? Or choose?"

Martin said bluntly, "Just the one in the Coty community."

Antonio remembered one thing: "I know the chairman of the Coty Community Committee, and I will introduce you later."

Martin was curious: "I didn't expect you to have a lot of contacts."

Antonio drank the cold drink in one gulp: "I'm a veteran millionaire."

Bruce envied: "When I get old, I will also buy an apartment building and rent it out."

It seems that the landlord is a good job, Martin can't help but think of the landlords in the previous life, a typical example of both money and sex, I don't know how many beautiful ladies with dreams of being a star, because they owe rent, they are thousands of miles away or thousands of miles away.

On the way the three of them returned to North Hollywood, Antonio called someone and chatted for half a minute at most. The house in the Coty community changed from $2.45 million to $2.35 million.

Martin said to the fat landlord, "I'll give you a big present later."

Antonio seemed to be reminding: "I have both the crocodile tooth pendant and the horn carving."

"Really?" There were so many sent out that Martin couldn't remember them clearly. If he knew that he should make a detailed list, it would be embarrassing to send too many.

Bruce couldn't help laughing.

Antonio said: "You don't need to give me gifts. Who doesn't know that you live in my North Hollywood apartment? Now it's hard to find a room in an apartment, and the rent has nearly doubled compared to last year. Many young actors want to repeat your success."

His voice changed abruptly: "Not to mention anything else, I have introduced clients to Doctor Hyena in the past six months, and I have received a large sum of referral fees!"

Martin couldn't help shaking his head: "There are so many shit stirrers."

The house price is based on the Los Angeles real estate purchased by many celebrities from 2002 to 2006. It should not be outrageous.