America achieves both fame and fortune

Chapter 189 She's free to do as she pleases, I'll play along.

Marietta, Clayton neighborhood.

Lily pulled the cart out of Nani's small supermarket with all her might; a wooden box was placed on the cart.

Nani asked, "Do you need my help?"

Just then, a car horn sounded, and a black BMW 7 Series pulled up next to Lily.

Elena opened the car door and got out, asking, "Where are you from?"

Lily pointed to the label on the box: "A gift Martin mailed to you and me."

Elena opened the trunk, and together with Lily, they carried the boxes into the car. She waved to the supermarket, saying, "Nani, thanks."

"Don't mention it." Nani asked curiously, "Martin's become a big star, when are you coming back?"

Elena turned to the driver's seat: "He's not going back to Atlanta."

Lily got into the passenger seat and urged Elena, "Let's go home, let's go home right now!"

This gift was particularly precious, and she was very curious to know what Martin had mailed.

The BMW was parked in front of the house. The two sisters unloaded the boxes together and placed them in the middle of the living room. Lily took a screwdriver and quickly opened the box lid, which was filled with a lot of anti-collision foam.

Elena opened the box and found two mahogany gift boxes, along with some emerald green stones.

In addition, there was a statement.

Lily reached out to take it, but Elena slapped her hand away, muttering angrily, "It's not just for you..."

Elena glanced at her, and Lily shut her mouth.

Although he was taller than Elena, he didn't dare to provoke his older sister.

Elena picked up the letter and, seeing the crooked handwriting, knew it was written by the idiot Martin.

The gift box was for her, but the stones were all for Lily.

Elena took out a mahogany gift box and opened it, inside which was a jade green beaded bracelet.

The other box contained a jade plaque.

Elena put away the gift box and handed the letter to Lily: "The rest are for you."

Lily could tell these weren't ordinary stones. She picked one up and said, "Martin gave you jewelry! Aren't you going to Los Angeles to thank him?"

"I'm not going." Elena glanced at Lily.

Lily immediately looked down at the box.

Elena cautioned, "Don't tell Scott and Emma about these things."

Upon hearing her parents' names, Lily shrugged: "Scott hooked up with a rich woman, and Emma disappeared for another week. We have great parents."

She stopped thinking about her annoying parents and said instead, "Martin's made a fortune! He mailed so many nice things. Did he swindle all of Annie's money? He's capable of cheating her out of money and sex."

Elena thought about what Martin had done before he went to Los Angeles, and it seemed like he really could do it.

Lily tentatively asked, "How about we go to Los Angeles during spring break?"

Elena clenched her fist and retorted, "Do you have money?"

Lily didn't dare say much. She quickly picked up a long, narrow piece of jade from the box and sat down in front of it, pondering, "This is for me to practice carving. My carving teacher for my extracurricular classes comes from a very wealthy family, but even he isn't as extravagant as me. What should I carve it into?"

"I've got it!" Lily exclaimed, a brilliant idea in mind. "Elena, I'll help you..."

Before she could finish speaking, Elena strode over and punched Lily on the head: "Idiot, shut up!"

Lily's ideas were completely shattered.

Harris then came in from outside and shouted as he entered, "I have great news for you! I just got word from Robert of the Marietta Theatre Company that Martin's new play will be filming in Atlanta in a few months."

Elena and Lily both fell silent.

Harris asked curiously, "Aren't you happy?"

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Burbank, Warner Bros. Studios.

After the main creative team meeting for the film "Wanted" concluded, the art director and set design team were the first to head to Atlanta to set up the soundstage.

"Kelly has converted the entire workshop at the General Motors center into a photography studio."

In the office, Louise sat in her swivel chair, gently adjusted her black-rimmed glasses, and said to Martin, "That slut has reserved two sound stages for the film crew, with the rent directly included in the production costs. What do you think?"

Martin is still living off his girlfriend and has no right to refuse: "As long as you have no objections."

Including the cost and participating in the film's revenue sharing is much more cost-effective than calculating rent separately. He also has this idea: "I only need a $100 million salary, and the remaining $200 million can be included in the cost as an investment?"

Louise didn't care: "I have no objection."

As a result, Martin's total investment in the project reached $500 million.

In reality, he actually spent less than 100 million yuan.

"The project is progressing normally, and the specific filming schedule depends on the outcome of 'The Departed'," Martin emphasized. "In the coming period, I will do my best to secure a role in the 'The Departed' production team."

Louise nodded slightly: "I've basically reached an agreement with Warner Bros. You'll bring your own funding to the project, but Scorsese has the final say on casting. The key lies in his choice."

She thought for a moment and then said, "Actually, I can guarantee you'll get all the other roles besides the four main ones."

"Let's secure the second lead role first!" Martin had some ideas: "I met with Daniel from Warner Bros. a few days ago, and he mentioned that Scorsese is going to the Boston Police Department for on-site research for filming. I need his itinerary and a list of his entourage."

Louise echoed Thomas's sentiments: "That's Martin Scorsese, not some nobody like Adrian. Don't mess around."

She specifically said, "Scorsese's sexual ability has long since declined. He is not interested in either men or women. Judging from all indications, he will not win an Oscar this year. I have been in contact with him a few times. When it comes to his chances of winning an Oscar again, Scorsese is taking it more seriously than ever before."

Martin explained his plan: "I practiced the Boston accent for a long time, but I felt it wasn't enough. From the first draft of the script you received, the second lead is a police officer, and I want to experience life in the Boston Police Department."

Louise understood Martin's meaning: "You want Scorsese to see this?"

Martin countered, "What's the point of experiencing life if the director doesn't see it?"

Louise nodded: "Have your agent contact the Boston Police Department first; they'll probably agree. I'll inquire with Scorsese."

Martin went outside and called Thomas; WMA would contact Boston as soon as possible.

Louise had extensive connections at Warner Bros. and quickly learned some information.

When Martin returned, she said, "In addition to screenwriter William Mohanna, Scorsese's personal assistant and casting director Allen accompanied him to Boston. The itinerary is hard to predict; there are too many variables."

Martin suddenly remembered: "I've heard Thomas mention Allen before. Thomas has had dinner with her a few times."

The casting director's on-site visit to the Boston Police Department was, of course, to prepare for future casting.

Louise said, "Since Thomas knows her, try to get her on your side. If she's willing to leak information, Scorsese's schedule in Boston will be transparent to you."

Martin said, "I'll have Thomas make contact again."

He called Thomas from his office, briefly explained the situation, and then added, "Bring your own funding to the project. That way, I can get a spot in the final selection for the second lead role. Getting the casting director, Allen, on my side is the key to my success in the selection process. Thomas, I'm counting on you now."

Thomas had already made a bold statement and was well-prepared mentally, so he said it without any hesitation: "Martin, even if she wants me to spend the night with her, no problem. She can do whatever she wants, I'm all in!"

Martin said, "I'll be waiting for your good news."

Seeing him hang up the phone, Louise said, "Besides those lousy methods, what other options do you have?"

"There's one more crucial step." Without explaining to Louise, Martin went to the window and dialed Robert's cell phone number.

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Marietta Community Theater, Atlanta.

Several vans were parked at the main entrance, and many child actors went in and out, carrying boxes into the vans one by one.

Robert directed a few people to carefully move his stock from the theater, constantly reminding them, "The Coke comes in glass bottles, so handle it with care."

One of the young actors asked curiously, "Director, why do you have so much expired Coke stored up?"

"You don't understand." Robert wouldn't explain to these people. Pointing to his own van, he said, "Put all the Coke inside and secure it with shock absorbers."

He wiped the sweat from his brow and shouted to the other person, "Where's the olive oil?"

Several more people came out of the theater carrying boxes: "The olive oil is here."

The two child actors who carried the table came out last, muttering as they walked, "Director, why did we have to bring this broken table with us?"

Robert said with a serious expression, "The key items, get them loaded into the car quickly."

This is the altar where the ceremony was held.

Marietta Community Theatre Company was corporatized, and Jerome founded an agency that specifically served young actors.

Knowing that Robert and Martin had a good relationship and had maintained contact, Jerome not only made Robert the art director, but also brought him in as a partner.

Several vans set off, heading towards Peach Tree Street.

Robert drove his Cadillac, following behind the convoy.

Upon arriving at the company's rented office building, Robert had someone move the desk upstairs and place it in the west-facing section of the new office.

Just as the high priest was about to call Martin after the cola and olive oil were brought up, Martin called back.

"Robert, something's up, Coke."

"I've moved to a new office and am getting ready to put out some Coke. Are you vying for a new role over there?"

"Besides 'The Mountain Has Eyes,' I have two other projects."

"I understand." Robert said no more, hung up the phone, took out his small notebook, and got busy strictly following the recorded procedures.

I placed three bottles of 03 Coca-Cola on the old desk and then rubbed them with olive oil.

Then, Robert stood in front of the wooden table, muttering to himself.

The new assistant then knocked on the door and entered the office.

Robert pointed to the altar and solemnly said, "No one is allowed to touch anything on this. Remember that."

The assistant quickly replied, "Yes, Director."

Robert went to the window of the new office and muttered to himself, "I wish Martin all the best."

(End of this chapter)