Volume 4: White Devil Chapter 163 Martin with Good Vision
On the way to the airport, Sophia sat in the back seat of the Cadillac and said to Tommy, who was chatting with Martin about black pop culture, "Raul and Michelle asked me privately why you didn't talk to them alone and just let them start the preliminary work. They were a little nervous."
"Nothing, mainly Susan called me and wanted to meet and talk with me. Besides, the business activities and copyright sales of BT TV are issues that need to be considered in the later stage. The most important thing in the early stage is Rick's program arrangement ideas." Tommy said to Sophia, "And Rick needs to think about it. He has never worked in this industry. He even needs to digest the impact of those programs on him. I can understand that. After all, he worked as a small film producer for Living Colorfully after graduating from the University of Southern California. But among the four of them, I like Rick the most. He is very pure."
Sophia shrugged. "I thought you would like Sean Ray more, after all, you talked to him for so long."
"Sean is average, neither good nor bad. He is a bit cunning and likes to test others. We will have to wait and see what he does in the future before we can give a true evaluation of him." Tommy looked at Sophia.
"Guess what attracted me most about Rick when Mark introduced him to me?"
"A professional, a student majoring in Film and Television Production from the University of Southern California, and young enough?" Sophia said as she sorted out the itinerary in her hand.
"No, because if that guy is not capable enough and can't hold the position of vice president of program arrangement at BT TV, we can still get him to work as a producer at BT Film and Television Production Company. That guy is good at controlling costs. Mark and you both pay attention to his bright side, but I noticed that the worst short film with only a pair of male and female protagonists, a running time of 40 minutes, and sales of 730 sets. 730 sets, but he actually made a profit. What I mean is, even if he didn't rent a venue, he would carry a camera to find two homeless people, and let them have sex on the street with two hamburgers, and he would still have to pay a fine. And taking into account other labor costs, how could he make a profit? Impossible, I suspected that he had falsified his resume at that time." Tommy said to Sophia excitedly as if he was talking about something very strange and rare:
"It's not even break-even, I asked Mark to ask him how he could make money with only 730 sets sold. You can't imagine it. That's absolutely amazing. That's why after talking to him, I was sure that the program he designed and produced would definitely be eye-opening."
"Boss, you must be a great storyteller. You are a master at keeping people in suspense. I'm already horny in the passenger seat. Just tell me how he sold it, okay..." The black bodyguard Martin, who was sitting in the passenger seat, couldn't help but ask. Unfortunately, before he could finish, he heard a crackling sound of electric shock. Martin let out a scream of "Ah~" and then fell silent. He leaned on the passenger seat, closed his eyes and didn't move.
"Mr. Page, what did you do?" Sovia was shocked to see Page driving the car, holding a stun gun in one hand like a magician. "Why did you attack Martin? Stop the car immediately, help check Martin, and send him to the nearest hospital!"
"Don't worry, Miss O'Connor. This is a female anti-wolf stun gun with very low power. I just taught him how to be a quiet bodyguard and not to speak casually when the boss is speaking. I want to cultivate his professional habits. By the way, I also told him that two weekly salaries are not easy to earn." Paige said calmly while driving.
Tommy didn't care about anything else, but when he heard about two weekly salaries, he was a little confused: "What do you mean by two weekly salaries? He is not even a formal employee of the TV station. At most, he is an outsourced employee of Mark's company. Why does he have two weekly salaries? What did you feed him to make him have such unrealistic fantasies?"
"He said he's your bodyguard and he also needs to design hairstyles for TV station employees. These are two jobs, so he gets two salaries." Paige said as she glanced at Martin, who was leaning on the passenger seat, pretending to be dead with his eyelids trembling slightly.
Hearing Martin asking for double pay, Tommy spoke decisively: "Mr. Page, is your stun gun still fully charged? Next time he's curious about the salary, don't hesitate, turn the power to maximum. If he can handle it, I'll allow you to buy a more powerful stun gun, and the company will reimburse the cost."
"Tommy~ This is not a joke, Mr. Page is intentionally hurting others!" Sophia stood up from the back seat, leaned forward, and tried to check Martin's condition.
"Don't worry, Sophia. If Martin is killed by this electric baton that can't even kill stray cats, we will save two salaries. If he lives, I might consider paying him an extra salary as a barber. This..."
"I'm still alive, Mr. Hawke. Thank you for saying you're willing to pay me two salaries." Martin sat up straight from the passenger seat, turned his head to look at Tommy and Sophia, and said with a smug smile showing his white teeth: "Mr. Page said that Mr. Hawke was unwilling to pay me a salary. You gave that black man a weekly salary of 2,000, which shows that you are not a stingy person."
"Give me that stun gun, Mr. Page." Tommy smiled gently at Martin and stretched out his hand in Page's direction. "I want to make Martin feel great. Although that thing can't kill a stray cat, I think it can definitely kill Martin."
Martin raised his hands exaggeratedly: "Boss, so, how does that red curly-haired guy make money? Can you tell me a complete story before you electrocute me to death?"
"He mailed it to numerous cults in the United States, telling them that it was a church movie about the meeting of Adam and Eve. The male and female protagonists were both devout believers who wanted to recreate the Bible scenes in their hearts. It was not an adult movie, but a holy art. Regardless of whether those churches really believed his lies or not, he sold more than 700 sets anyway, and at a high price. Most of them were bought by those churches to fool their own female believers." Tommy spoke out the answer.
Martin's brain obviously didn't react. After listening to Tommy's answer, he was strangely blank for a few seconds, and then he asked uncertainly: "You mean, that curly-haired kid sold that kind of movie to the church? And it was more expensive than selling it to ordinary people? White people are really assholes, this is blasphemy! He should be glad that he is not black. We black people care about faith. To be honest, if he did such a thing in the black community in Miami, even if God is merciful and doesn't send down thunder and fire to burn him, this evil heretic, we will burn him to death."
"By the way, Martin, when Rick heard that you were a barber, he considered making you a TV star in a show." Tommy said with a smile at Martin's angry reaction.
"Me?" Martin looked at Tommy. "Me? Boss, are you saying that my third salary is already looming? After being a bodyguard and a barber, I will also be a TV star? Appearing on TV?"
Tommy nodded. "If Rick hadn't been burned by God, yes, it's possible."
"Next time he wants to sell movies to the church, I'm willing to help him deliver them door to door. Who cares? God didn't expect me to become a star." Martin immediately changed his words and said , "So what should I do?"
Tommy lowered his voice, approached Martin, and said word by word: "My advice to you is to give up the salary of a bodyguard and a barber and wait to become a TV star with an astonishing net worth."
"Don't believe him, Martin, he just wants to avoid paying your salary." As someone who has experienced this, Sophia said with a smile.
Martin stared at Sophia and Tommy with innocent eyes: "I choose to believe you, boss. Ever since I learned that you can pay that nigger two thousand a week and don't ask him to do anything, I know that you are a good person worthy of trust."
Sophia sighed: "You have a good eye, Martin, no wonder you can find such a wonderful job."
I'll write one more chapter during the day. My wife and son are currently in the hospital, and I'm so busy that my brain can't think straight...
