American fame and fortune

After passing through the side door of the cafe, Martin returned to the Hilton Hotel and went to the rooftop restaurant for dinner.

Thomas, Lily and others won't arrive until tomorrow.

Just after Martin and Bruce entered the restaurant leading to the top floor, a waiter in the lobby stepped into the safe passage next to him, took out his mobile phone and sent a text message.

Brief content: Top-floor restaurant.

Martin and Bruce chose window seats, through which they could see the Washington Monument.

It's getting dark, and the night view is beautiful when the National Mall lights up.

Martin looked over there and said, "This deserves an extra-large fireworks."

Bruce understood that the fireworks he was talking about were not the ones set off at Independence Day celebrations, and reminded him: "Man, your thoughts are getting more and more dangerous. Are you planning to treason?"

Martin shrugged: "I probably came out of the slums. I have a special affection for the hot land of America. I always want to give him a little boy or a little fat man."

Bruce coughed lightly: "I need to let you know that you are now a national hero of the United States and will be awarded the Distinguished Presidential Medal of Freedom."

Martin laughed: "The Coca-Cola Cult will continue to develop in Washington and engage in more activities." He was obviously joking: "If you want to arrest me in the future, you must first eliminate the members of the Coca-Cola Cult. The result is 90% Jiududu..."

Bruce was also laughed at by the cold joke: "Unless you can become a leader like Hubbard."

Martin thought about it for a while: "Scientology is a cult, and the Coca-Cola Church is upright and behaves the same way as I do."

He won the Oscar with dignity, and won the Best Actor at Cannes with dignity.

As soon as he finished saying this, he heard the sound of high heels. He turned his eyes casually and saw two long black stocking legs, and a pair of long white legs next to them.

The latter arrived at the next table diagonally opposite and suddenly turned this way.

Martin discovered that he was an acquaintance, whom he had met several times during his last visit to Washington, Kate, a female reporter from the Washington News.

"What a coincidence, we meet again." Kate took the initiative to come over and say hello: "Martin, congratulations."

Martin stood up and shook hands with her: "Thank you."

Kate has obviously been carefully dressed up. She is wearing a professional skirt, which makes her legs look long, buttocks and breasts big. She also wears a pair of black-rimmed glasses. At first glance, she looks like Louise's capable temperament.

To be honest, her appearance and figure are no worse than Louise.

Kate noticed Martin's appraising gaze and pulled over her companion who was wearing black stockings: "This is my friend Rachel. She is engaged in book discovery and publishing."

Rachel stretched out her hand and smiled lightly: "Martin, nice to meet you."

Martin shook her hand and felt that the other person's hand was strong and said, "Nice to meet you."

He looked at Kate: "Are you coming for dinner?"

"As a little reporter, I would like to invite Rachel to dinner." The last time Martin came to Washington, Kate had chatted a lot with him, and the two of them were familiar, so she said calmly, "How about we share a table?"

She asked, "Bruce, Rachel, do you mind?"

Martin nodded: "Exactly, I want to know the latest situation in Washington."

Rachel said: "I also want to know about Hollywood literary adaptations."

Bruce moved to Martin's side, leaving the opposite side to the two ladies.

After Kate and Rachel finished ordering their food, Martin asked casually about the political scene in Washington, especially after Guan Hai came to power this year.

Kate introduced some, and then said: "You captured a spy again at the Santa Monica Pier. Do you have any top-secret content? You know I am a reporter. It is difficult in the newspaper without exclusive news."

Rachel said: "Kate has been under a lot of pressure at work lately."

Kate looked sincere: "Help your old friend."

"Okay." Martin seemed to be fascinated by the beauty.

Under the table, Kate touched Rachel's leg lightly, and Rachel nudged her back.

"I was extremely scared at the time, scared to death." Martin said seriously: "I am not a fearless hero like the media said. I was also very afraid of death. I was desperate and brave at that time just because I wanted to live. Come down."

Kate was slightly stunned. What kind of secret was this? Sending out the report will only make Martin more of a living hero rather than a special symbol.

She asked again: "Nothing else?"

Martin thought about it carefully and said, "Everything else has been reported before."

Kate was somewhat disappointed. Rachel kicked her lightly under the table, but she still kept a smile on her face: "Thank you for the exclusive."

Martin smiled: "You're welcome."

The waiter then brought the meals to the two ladies.

The topic also turned from Rachel to literary adaptations of movies.

Rachel asked: "I read reports in the media that you and David Fincher are preparing to adapt "Gone Girl"?"

This novel has been published and launched. Since the news was released that Martin and David Fincher will collaborate to adapt the movie, it has rushed to the New York Times bestseller list and is currently in the top 20.

Therefore, Martin responded: "The script has been completed. Director Fincher has gathered the crew to make preliminary preparations. Shooting may begin in the second half of the year."

Rachel said: "The publishing house where I work also has several good novels, which I think are more suitable for film adaptation. I wonder if you are interested, Martin?"

Martin said: "Whenever you have time, bring it over and let me take a look."

Rachel found a reason for the two to meet again: "When I get back, I'll contact the author first, and then call you?"

She naturally asked for the phone number and took it out of her bag: "Can you tell me your phone number?"

Kate had his contact information, and Martin directly reported a series of numbers.

Rachel called, and when Martin's cell phone rang, she hung up.

After chatting for a while, Kate invited: "Do you want anything tonight? After dinner, let's find a place to have a drink together."

When she spoke, she held her head high and her merits were outstanding, making her hard to refuse.

Before Martin could say anything, a foot wearing stockings stretched out from below, got into his trousers, and rubbed it up and down.

Martin's eyes turned to Rachel.

Rachel just smiled at him, as if the feet under the table were none of her business.

At this moment, Martin almost agreed.

Two women with beautiful looks and outstanding temperament take the initiative to send out invitations and hints. How many normal men can resist it?

But Martin is a bastard, and he is more stable than an old dog when he is a bastard.

He thought of Neves's reminder just now.

In the sport of fishing, the FBI is the originator of similar industries in the world.

Almost at the same time he thought of this, Bruce, who had always had a tacit understanding with Martin, seemed to choke on his drink of water and coughed twice in succession.

Martin could tell that Old Boo was trying to remind him, and he smiled and said, "I still have urgent work to deal with tonight, so I can only say sorry."

"It doesn't matter. Give me a call when you finish your work." Kate was obviously not as calm as Rachel and was a little eager: "Rachel and I will go to your place with wine..."

Rachel interrupted Kate with a smile: "Martin has important work to do, so we'd better not disturb him."

Kate slapped her forehead: "Look at me, I'm under too much pressure from work and my head is confused."

Martin was polite: "Thank you for understanding."

Rachel's feet under the table did not retract, but instead climbed up Martin's legs. She smiled charmingly: "Wait for my call, I will contact the novel authors as soon as possible, and then discuss the adaptation with you."

Martin smiled and responded: "I'm waiting for your good news."

Rachel retracted her feet and wanted to ask the waiter to pay the bill.

Martin took the initiative to pay for the two of them, and the four of them left the restaurant together and separated in the elevator.

Kate and Rachel took the elevator downstairs. Since there were other people in the elevator, the two didn't speak until they left the hotel and got into the car they drove.

The latter unbuttoned his work jacket, took out the miniature voice recorder hidden in his inner pocket, threw it aside, and said, "There's nothing useful."

Kate took a deep breath and said, "I can see that his eyes are almost glued to us. He is obviously a pervert, but he is so timid."

"You were too anxious, especially when you said to go to his room at the end." Rachel reminded: "You can easily arouse Martin's alert."

She emphasized: "Martin was indeed a pervert, but he was also a ruthless man who killed six or seven armed gangsters by himself."

Kate suddenly regretted: "Will he kill me?"

Rachel touched her face: "Don't worry, we don't have to do anything, we just need to seduce him into bed. Isn't this what you are best at? Seduce employees or supervisors in various departments and get news from them. "

Kate took her hand away and confirmed again: "I will cooperate with you. You promised me that no matter whether it is successful or not, you will not pursue the things I did again."

"We always mean what we say," Rachel said with a smile.

"Okay, I will be more proactive next time." Kate said harshly. She could not have a criminal record, let alone lose this job, otherwise she would go bankrupt: "Wolves always eat meat."

Rachel's cell phone rang.

She took it out and looked at the caller number, got out of the car and closed the door to answer the call, and said, "Head?"

The other side said: "Are you coming out?"

Rachel said: "Things didn't go very well. He didn't take the bait yet, but I left the bait for the next time."

"So difficult?" The other person wondered: "He doesn't like your style?"

Rachel and Kate's professional looks tonight were carefully prepared and modeled after Louise and Kelly.

Rachel said: "In order not to arouse his vigilance, I had to withdraw first." She mentioned the key point: "The bait I left behind was a literary adaptation of a movie. We need to find a suitable movie as soon as possible that can Works that caught the attention of Martin Davis.”

The other side said: "I'll let someone do it."

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Back in the room, Martin took off his coat and looked at his trousers. There seemed to be a strange feeling around the trousers.

Bruce said: "Those two women are seducing you."

"The last time I came to Washington, that Kate seduced me." Martin sat on the sofa: "It's not surprising that she came to seduce me again, but this time..."

He was still very careful: "Neves warned us."

Bruce said: "I'm also worried that they are bait."

Martin nodded: "It depends on the situation. Pay more attention."

The next morning, Rachel called to tell Martin that she had contacted an author who was willing to adapt the work into a novel.

Martin decided to hold off, saying there were a lot of activities in the past two days and would wait until after the celebration.

He contacted Neves and sent him the photos of Kate and Rachel that Boo had secretly taken.

In addition, Martin did have a lot of activities. Elizabeth and Lily rushed over, and Thomas and Ali Emmanuel came on the same plane. The latter sent an invitation on behalf of his brother Ram Emmanuel.