Dominating Hollywood: Starting with Scarlett

Chapter 4 Poor People’s Hell
  After dinner, the two little guys were watching cartoons in front of the TV and arguing noisily about who was the protagonist.

Her mother, Carmela, was sitting on the sofa with her account book calculating the accounts. After the death of the cheap daddy, he left a lot of credit card debt. They had to pay back several amounts every month, otherwise they would face the risk of being sued.

Just like the Brown family who used to live next door, their youngest son hit someone because of a verbal conflict. Their family had no money to pay a lawyer, so they had to be appointed by the court. As a result, the lawyer was of no use, and the judge directly sentenced him to prison for rehabilitation, and he also had to pay compensation for it.

However, most prisons in the United States are private, and their family cannot even afford prison fees. As a result, their younger son has to bear a prison loan after he is released from prison.

They were overwhelmed by two loans and failed to repay on time, and then the prison went to court to sue him.

The evidence was conclusive and there was nothing to argue with, so he went in again, to the same private prison and the same loan.

And along with the high interest rates on the loan, their family sold their house and now they are nowhere to be found.

If nothing unexpected happens, this younger son may be stuck in this cycle in the future, being released from prison, paying back money, being sued, being released from prison, paying back money, and being sued.

Until he picked up a gun and rushed into some places like a psycho and started killing people.

Tang De was surprised for a long time after hearing about this incident. It was only then that he truly realized that America is indeed a paradise for the rich and a hell for the poor.

This society does not talk about conscience, only interests.

So Tang De must get out of this bad situation as soon as possible.

"Hey, buddy, is there any follow-up to what I talked to you about last time?" Tang De stood on the balcony, blowing the cold wind and dialed his friends' numbers one by one.

"Didn't you say that the movie is about to start?"

"What? The investors withdrew their capital? The movie is over? Okay, buddy, I'm sorry. I'll buy you a drink when you have time!"

"Jack, I haven't contacted you for a long time. How are you now? Are you alive?"

"You're not going to do it anymore? Are you going to Chicago? Why are you going there? Are you planning to join the Mafia? Come on, brother, you can't carry a gun with your small body!"

"Okay, okay, I won't interfere with your decision, but you must remember to pay taxes!"

"Hey, Judy, is the magazine you work for currently short of people? Lighting and photography are all available."

"You were fired? Why?"

"Calling you racist just for scolding a black man? That's bullshit. You should tell your leader that you consider yourself a male and you are a biological female who likes the same sex!"

"FXXK America!"

After talking to several former classmates one after another, Tang De sighed helplessly, everyone was doing poorly in this shitty world.

He himself graduated from a third-rate university. Naturally, the classmates he met did not have good grades in school. They all took drugs and partyed every day. The few who were motivated were now forced to do so by the political correctness in society. Unable to live a normal life.

On the one hand, anti-racial discrimination has become an absolute political correctness, on the other hand, this kind of discrimination is everywhere.

The upper class and the lower class are almost becoming two different species, and the entire United States can be called an experimental base for magical realism.

Although Tang De is not a black man, his mixed-race status as a white man is only slightly better than that of a black man, and he cannot compete with real white men for many job opportunities.

This is why he looks for opportunities from newspapers, magazines and over the phone every day.

And just as he continued to flip through his address book, a familiar phone call suddenly came over.

"Jimmy!" Tang De immediately answered the phone. Jimmy was his best friend in school. He studied directing, but after coming out, he has been working as a field manager in various major production crews.

He had told Jimmy before that if there was a suitable job opportunity, he would call him immediately.

"Tang De! Listen brother, we are getting developed, we are going to be developed!" Jimmy's voice was a little excited and a little sharp. Tang De put down the phone and waited for him to finish venting before comforting him: "Slow down, don't be anxious, brother, do you want me to become deaf and prosper?"

"The opportunity has come! Really..." Jimmy swallowed and finished his sentence: "I have been following a very awesome assistant director recently. He is very awesome, and I am very familiar with various Hollywood stars. He values ​​me very much. You know, he always said that I have great potential, just like him when he was young. We drank together and took drugs together. It was really embarrassing! Those girls were like taking drugs. flutter."

"Let's get to the point! Man!" Tang De was a little helpless, this guy was still nagging.

"The point is, while we were drinking, he told me about a rare opportunity!"

Tang De couldn't help but urge: "What opportunity? Movie? Or advertising or something?"

"Advertisement! Yes, it's an advertisement." Jimmy laughed happily: "He will be the on-site director tomorrow and will shoot an outdoor commercial for Domino's. There are still two people missing on the set! You see, as a good buddy, I immediately thought of you! "

"Wow, that sounds good."

"Of course! Tang De, we are really going to be developed!" Jimmy was completely immersed in excitement.

"So what's the position? Bro!"

"Lighting! Gaffer!" Jimmy explained.

Tang De nodded. He was quite familiar with this position. After all, a photographer who doesn't know how to light is not a good director!
  "Thanks, Jimmy."

"Hey, why are you talking to me like this? Remember, Tang De, we are good brothers, and good brothers have to help each other, right?"

"Yes, what time will it be tomorrow?"

"I'll drive to pick you up at eight o'clock tomorrow morning." Jimmy's family is relatively wealthy and he owns a jeep.

"No problem, see you then."

Tang De hung up the phone. Although he was facing the cold wind, his heart was hot.

Turning back to the house, he saw two little guys jumping on the sofa. Tang De stepped forward and patted their butts, playing with them for a while while laughing...

The next day, early in the morning.

Tangde held the sandwich prepared by Carmela in his mouth and walked out of the house wearing a brown coat.

The air in the morning is colder than at any other time. The homeless people on the roadside have built their homes out of cardboard and are still huddled motionless among a pile of lunch box garbage.

Even if someone is dead here, it sometimes takes a few days to be discovered. After all, there are too many homeless people, and no one cares what happened to a homeless guy.

Unless the putrid stench affects other people's rest, or a friend who is also a homeless man comes over and finds that he is already hard.

And those guys who came to take away the body didn't have any sympathy for him. Instead, they disliked these guys for causing them trouble.

"America is a bastard." Tang De looked on with cold eyes. In addition to the sadness of the rabbit's death and the fox's death, there was also a steady stream of motivation emerging from his heart.

"Opportunity, I need a chance to get out of this bad life." Tang De sighed, and the next second he saw a green jeep approaching quickly from a distance.

After a sudden braking sound, a familiar face poked out of the car window.

"Hey, Donde!" It's Jimmy, a typical white boy.

He wore a red and white coat, had yellow hair, and had light freckles on his face.

Dondela opened the door and got into the passenger seat, smiled and stretched out her hand to shake him tightly: "Hey, Jimmy!"

(End of this chapter)