American Entertainment 1982 Chapter 63

  Chapter 63 Cooperation must take the initiative

"Chatting with too smart adults is always too tiring and the topic is heavy, so..." At eight o'clock in the night, Tommy Hawke sat on the bench placed in the lobby of the old-fashioned British style hotel built in the Edward VII period. Catherine, who was drinking juice beside her, said.

  Unfortunately, before he finished speaking, Catherine had already withdrawn her gaze from the direction of the long bar, looked at Tommy, and said, "So, this explains why you have only two naive and stupid friends around you since you were young?"

  Tommy thought for a while, and finally nodded: "Yes, Dennis is right, you are very good at ending chats."

   "So, it's the guy who told you to come and see if I'm targeting him, or is it targeting all the boys?" Catherine asked.

Tommy Hawk looked around and said regretfully: "Yes, although I told him the answer, he didn't think it was safe enough. In fact, boys who are slightly normal don't think like this, but Dennis happened to be with A normal boy has two subtle differences, first, he has no face, and second, he has no brains."

  This old-fashioned luxury hotel is now a student dormitory, and thanks to the fact that there are no TVs in this country, the entertainment at night can only be some entertainment facilities in the hotel lobby, such as pool tables, card tables, band performances, etc.

Ottilia and Susan, the principal of the local high school, were sitting on the second floor at this time, overlooking the relaxed students in the hall, and chatting intimately, perfectly performing their duties, monitoring the students, but not disrupting everyone's life. interest.

The poker table is the first entertainment facility that gets tired of playing and abandoned. It's not because you don't gamble, so it's not exciting, but because you're sitting opposite a peer who has practiced poker skills since childhood, is proficient in various ways of playing, and has an amazing winning rate. You will find that this game has no sense of participation at all.

  Students who like to show off, this is the happiest moment. They control the musical instruments, the stage, the pool table and the long bar, and use various methods and skills they are good at to try to win the attention of the girls.

  For example, Dennis, this guy is slapping the table in front of the long bar at this moment, and is yelling at the peers who are occupying the small stage at the moment:

   "Wrist wrestling! Decide the stage like a real male creature! Don't tell me the **** first come, first served!"

  David Shafer, who was lying on the bar like a slob, immediately came to his senses: "If someone is willing to bet, I can provide services for everyone, and the commission is reasonable."

   "David, you are not allowed to gamble with money! Can't you use biscuits as chips?" Otilia got up immediately, leaning on the railing on the second floor to warn.

Under the nose of Dennis, the police chief, Pam, who was looking at the corner of the lobby and converted two bicycles of unknown origin into a double couple bicycle, had a rare reaction. He took out the change on his body and walked over, slapping it on the bar. He said to David tepidly: "Swap these two yuan for soda, and buy Dennis to win."

   After finishing speaking, this guy turned around and continued to walk back to the corner, starting his own modification operation.

   "David, I'll also buy two yuan of soda, and I'll buy Dennis to win." Tommy sat on the bench and blew a whistle vigorously to attract David's attention, and then shouted.

  Catherine asked curiously: "I don't know who will stand up and teach that guy a lesson, so you just buy him to win?"

"That's why we three naive and stupid guys have been friends for so long. It doesn't matter who the opponent is, but you have to know who the companion is. There can be two friends who have grown up and never betrayed each other. I think Not too bad," said Tommy.

Before the opponent stood up, there were already two buddies betting on him to win, which made the smile on Dennis's face even better. At this time, he raised his hands and looked around: "The one standing in front of you is Dennis Herbert! From Hope Hill neighborhood in the West End of Warwick, Kent County, Rhode Island! Owner of the block with the most alcoholic brawlers at the Warwick Oktoberfest for seven consecutive years, where the most vicious and vicious people in the United States...”

   "Stephen said, let me try." Frank stood up slowly under Stephen's instigation at this time, and said to Dennis who was talking nonsense.

   Seeing Frank's sharp muscles, although Dennis maintained his momentum, his eyes had already begun to unconsciously glance towards the direction of the stage: "Frank, I am challenging those guys on the stage..."

   "Dennis! You are a tough guy made by Warwick! Let him see how awesome you are! Know how hard you are!" Tommy hissed loudly: "Don't be a coward!"

Dennis turned his head and yelled at Tommy with a series of swear words: "F*ckYou! Tommy! Look at Frank, he has more muscles in his neck than my **** abs! Put on boxing gloves for this guy, he and white people John Dempsey is exactly the same! And you **** want me to die at his hands?"

   But even though he said this, his actions were not cowardly. Dennis put his hands on the bar and stared excitedly at Frank who was eager to try.

   "Mathematician, what do you think is the probability of Dennis winning?" Tommy asked Chris who had just finished the poker game next to him.

  Chris looked at Tommy speechlessly: "Tommy, if you have to ask others to know the winning percentage in this kind of game, I don't recommend you to go to college."

At this time, a student under Zoe hurried into the bar under the guard of two black local policemen. After making a round of inspection, he walked up to Tommy who was chatting with Chris, and said, "Tommy, Nick Channel Mr. Elton, the producer, called and wanted to chat with you, and Zoe asked me to inform you."

"So if you are not desperate for power, don't be a politician. What a beautiful night, there are so many beautiful girls around you to talk to, but I want to communicate with a middle-aged man." Tommy stood up, raised his hand, Chris and He clapped his hands: "I can do the work of picking up girls for you, Mr. Prime Minister."

   "You always know how to make me sad, Chris," Tommy said with a smile.

Seeing Tommy walk into the outreach office, Zoe, who had been staying in the outreach office, handed Tommy the phone that she hadn't hung up on. When she handed it over, she didn't forget to cover the receiver with her hand and quickly introduced the situation: "Nickel Elton Byrne, the producer of Are You Afraid of the Dark?, I've just given him some basics, but he doesn't seem that interested."

"We are the paying party, Zoe, and they are the chosen dancers." Tommy took the phone and said in a voice that he must have heard on the other end of the phone: "Didn't I tell you, it's best to wait for the Disney Channel." After getting feedback from the side, let's get it done together, I hate having to repeat the introduction every time, there are many things waiting for us to do in this country.”

Zoe silently gave a thumbs up, and Tommy smiled and passed the phone to his ear: "Hello, Mr. Byrne, I am the chairman of the CSLS committee, the founder of this summer summit, and St. Vincent's Interim Prime Minister Tommy Hawke .”

   "Son, your title is going to be longer than our president." Elton smiled on the phone.

  Tommy ignored the other party's ridicule, and continued to say seriously and arrogantly: "Long story short, if I want to promote the summer camp on Nickelodeon, how much will it cost for you to show up in St. Vincent with a film crew?"

"It sounds like you are very rich. Generally, very few partners directly talk about the price when they have a formal call for the first time. This makes me feel a little frustrated. I feel like the producer is like a stripper." Mi's tone is ridiculous.

Tommy adjusted his breath, and then there was more dissatisfaction in his tone: "If it weren't for my Defense Minister Catherine Nunn's good impression of Nick TV Channel, I wouldn't have considered you. Disney Channel is the first choice, and we don't lack Money, not only the treasury of this country is in the hands of my Chancellor, but we can have Nickelodeon running our ads 24 hours a day if we want to."

   "This is ridiculous, boy, no country will actually hand over wealth to a bunch of high school kids in this experiential game."

"You know what's even more absurd? Mr. Byrne, my high school student treasurer has a fortune of $600 million, and his wealth is stored in the bank for a year and generates more interest than the salary of everyone in this country. several times more."

   "Son, what the **** are you talking about?"

"The current Minister of Finance of this country, Stephen Bean, is from the Bean family in New York. If you look at the recent news about Mr. Leon Bean and his family in the New York newspaper, you will know that I am not interested in joking with you, no matter what it is. "Tommy Hawk took the initiative on the phone and talked eloquently:

"I think you need to let yourself accept this absurd reality first, and then talk about cooperation. When you think I'm not joking, it may be easier for us to talk again. I want to promote the summer camp, start this brand, and then promote it. This beautiful country, that's why I hope to find a TV station to cooperate with, if you want to cooperate, then think about how to help create an interesting and in-depth documentary or other programs, and don't just because we have enough Wealth, just like a lion, we are rich, but we are not philanthropists, and it is much more difficult to make money from the rich than from the poor.”

   "Son, what you just said is Leon Bean's grandson..."

"Mr. Bourne, you have called me child four times so far. Let me remind you, if you let me hear the fifth call, I promise you won't earn a penny from me. I will directly choose to call you Disney Channel cooperation, for the sake of my Defense Secretary Catherine Nunn, I introduce myself to you for the last time, Chairman of the CSLS Committee, Interim Minister of State for St Vincent, Tommy Hawke."Tommy Hawke The receiver said word by word:

   "Next time you call, call me Mr. Prime Minister."

   After finishing speaking, Tommy hung up the phone, and Zooey looked at Tommy in surprise: "It seems that it's over before we get to the point?"

"Before the topic starts, let him verify the authenticity based on the news I said, and then through this conversation, I believe we are a group of people who care about titles, who are obviously naive but like to talk to people in an adult tone, and it is easy for them to take the initiative ...child." Tommy Hawke lit a cigarette and smiled at Zoe: "Thank you, Miss Lady, I can **** you back to the hotel along the way."

   "Actually, you have read my information, right?" Zooey nodded, walked out of the outreach office with Tommy, locked the door carefully, and asked when she was walking side by side with Tommy in the corridor.

  Tommy nodded: "I have seen it."

   "So when they called me lady, you didn't come up with another nickname for me?"

   "I thought about it, but I think it's better to wait until you tell them yourself one day," Tommy said.

As soon as the two walked out of the government building, they heard the sound of musical instruments playing from the hotel in the distance. An old Bob Dylan song "Knockin' On Heaven's Door" was performed by Dennis in a rock style, blowing in the night wind come:

   "knock-knock-knockin'onheaven'sdoor! knock-knock-knockin'onheaven'sdoor! knock-knock-knockin'onheaven'sdoor..."

It sounded like a cover of the Guns and Roses that Tommy Hawke liked in his previous life. Others in the hall seemed to be infected by the sound and joined the singer, making the singing resound throughout Kingston. night sky.

   "It's an old song, but still full of appeal." Zoe listened to the song, looked up at the starry sky slightly, and said with a smile: "Great summer camp."

   "Of course, great summer camp and, better us, let's go, Miss Vixen." Tommy said softly, "I hope you like the nickname I gave you in your mind."

   The second one is here, two chapters with six thousand words

  (end of this chapter)

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