American Entertainment 1982

At the Manuel Resort Hotel, a beautiful Cuban girl is arranging the massage table and preparing for the next spa massage, while her guest is talking on the phone with a somewhat unhappy face.

"You're lying, Jason! You're not making that much money, are you? You're just lying when you hear about my genius idea of ​​feeding pigeons with laxatives, and you're not willing to admit failure." Tommy in the hotel room Grabbing the phone, he asked Jason, who was in the remote town of San Saramento in California, with an unhappy expression on his face:

"Please, generously admit that you are lying! You won't earn more than 700 yuan at all, unless you go to work part-time and make a small movie to earn money."

Tommy called Jason because he wanted to show off to Jason that he earned more than 600 yuan on the first day. By the way, to comfort him, in his imagination, he was queuing up in San Salamento to receive relief food and sleep according to the script. Jason and Susie in the tent, he has absolutely no bad intentions, he just wants to comfort them.

As a result, the current situation is that this pair of water-loving dogs and men don't need my comfort at all. They have earned more money than themselves, a total of more than 700 yuan. At this moment, the two are happily living in San Saramento. The most expensive hotel in a small city, Jason even showed off to Tommy that Suzy used the money she earned to buy a new set of underwear for him to wear.

Hearing that Tommy didn't believe that he had made so much money, Jason said triumphantly: "I admit that I couldn't think of a genius idea before, but Suzy can. In San Saramento where we are, there are many Korean men working. Suzy saw Korean men and thought she could make money from them."

"So, you fucking let your beautiful girlfriend seduce Korean men? That's not the American dream at all! You're fucking cheating! But after hearing that, I feel much better. After all, I still feel like I'm the best..." Tang Mi immediately said, but before he finished speaking, Jason had already interrupted his recovering good mood, and added:

"On the contrary, Suzie's idea is to help Korean men realize the American dream. She has hosted Koreans before in Los Angeles, and knows what compliments Koreans want from American women, so she paid twenty dollars to hire an eloquent Nice Korean man acting as a salesperson and pretending to be her husband by the way, can you imagine the faces of those Korean guys when they saw their countryman found a beautiful blonde American girl as his wife and got a green card? They almost built a torture chamber, yes The guy tortured and asked the secret of success."

"So, what's the secret to success?" When Tommy heard that Suzy had an idea, he already had bad thoughts. A girlfriend with an extraordinary IQ, this should be considered cheating, disqualifying Jason from participating in the show.

Jason said: "Cheating, the man told those Korean guys that he deceived Susie with fake photos before marriage, and successfully tricked Susie into marrying him, and all this is entirely due to me, I am the founder of the chicken camera. "

"What the fuck camera?" Tommy froze for a moment, then asked.

"Pull chicken camera, Suzie's name." Jason repeated:

"Actually, it's just to lie to those Korean guys. As long as I take a photo with my camera, the camera can automatically recognize the club and automatically lengthen the club. Those Korean guys are so excited. After all, Suzie asked her to hire a Korean guy. I took a photo of the cue and went to the computer store to use computer software to stretch the photo in the name of trial software. After those poor Koreans saw the cue that was comparable to the Mandingo in the photo of their fellow countrymen, I was so excited, and with a beauty like Suzie constantly stimulating them, as if just taking a picture of a ball can trick a beauty of her level into marriage, I gave up thinking with my brain and asked me to help take pictures. It is used to deceive American women to marry and stay with them, I said that the film is specially made, the cost is expensive, and I charge ten yuan for each photo, which is a huge profit, brother."

"Pull chicken camera, what a fucking genius idea..." Tommy rubbed his face vigorously: "Remember this prank camera, wait for the software industry to develop for a while, the technology in software and hardware will be truly mature, and it will be able to realize pull Chicken effect, we will really develop such a software and sell it to the Korean and Japanese markets.”

Tommy sighed: "Although I don't want to admit it, the pigeons and laxatives I think of are a little different from your chicken cameras and Korean guys."

"Tommy, remember, admit the bet and admit defeat, you're doomed." Jason said proudly.

Tommy said stiffly: "The reason I lost is because I brought Martin. If Dennis or Pam, whoever is by my side, you will definitely lose to me. That is my partner who can really exert 100% combat effectiveness." , I need their wild ideas."

"Actually, hearing that you deal with bird droppings all day makes me feel a lot better." Jason suddenly lowered his voice over there, and said slowly:

"You know, Suzie is in charge of making ideas and showing off her beauty, while my mother took about seventy Korean clubs in the sweaty Korean apartment, and endured a normal orientation Men can't bear the burden, I even tried to hypnotize myself as a gay, I should be happy to see so many clubs at this time, what's more disturbing is that I will go to the computer store tomorrow to borrow a computer to help more than 70 Club photo elongated."

"Hearing you say that makes me feel a lot better. After all, I haven't dealt with bird droppings, nor have I ever been surrounded by more than seventy clubs." Tommy thought about what Jason might have done at that time. The scene of the encounter immediately made me happy again: "Koreans, holding a photo of a long club, thinking that the American dream can be realized? This year I am going to pass all the boring time with this joke. By the way, the film crew stopped you An act of helping Koreans achieve the American Dream?"

Jason said frankly: "Uh...it seems to be dissuading, but we ignored it. Isn't there you and another group? So we didn't pay attention to the suggestions of those follow-up groups."

"That is to say, that idiot Stephen invited three groups of us to record the show, and the materials of two groups may not be available." Tommy said with a smile.

Jason also laughed: "Be more optimistic, maybe the materials of the three groups of people can't be used. What are you going to do tomorrow?"

"I'm going to continue feeding the pigeons. I think I can feed them for at least three days. What about you?"

"Susie said that she was going to try to run a prostitute training class to teach these local women the high-end services in Los Angeles to increase their market competitiveness, and I would go to the computer store to buy free computers and help the Korean guys lengthen their clubs. "

"You're a white supremacist SSD fraternity figure, and the way you start a business is to suck chicken for Koreans?"

"You are still the former chairman of Stanford SSD. During the four years of studying at Stanford University, you only taught you how to give pigeons laxatives? Admit it, you are jealous of me, Tommy, I will send it to you later A picture of me pulling a chicken as a greeting card for you, you are welcome, good night, I am going to enjoy the life of two with Suzie."

Tommy scolded F*ck, hung up the phone with an unhappy face, gritted his teeth and looked at the massage girl who was preparing for his full body SPA, finally got up and went to the balcony, and shouted loudly towards the next room: " Martin! Martin!"

Martin came out from the balcony next door: "What's the matter, boss... I'm fucking going to assassinate the boss, right? Mr. Page, the boss just called me, why did you appear from the balcony of the guest room behind the boss?"

When Tommy turned his head, Old Page was leaning on the balcony of the guest room on the other side, holding a can of beer in his hand and looking at the two of them.

"OK, Mr. Page can also be a judge." Tommy lit a cigarette and told the two of them the bad news he just learned about Jason's idea of ​​pulling chicken software:

"Do you think our way of making money is cooler, or Jason and Suzie's dick camera?"

"That woman is as cool as you." Martin said honestly, "Maybe... a little bit cooler than you, boss."

Tommy turned to look at Page, who also nodded, and said concisely: "Pull chicken."

"Why bother with that, boss?" Martin asked Tommy.

Tommy rubbed his face: "Because we made a bet before, and the bet was a bit high, so big that it is difficult for the loser to bear the result."

"Losing a lot of money?"

"No, it's much worse than losing money."

At this time, Tingting, a Cuban girl, walked up to the balcony, smiled at Tommy and said, "Sir, you are ready, you can enjoy the massage now."

Tommy dropped his cigarette butt, turned and followed the Cuban girl and disappeared over the balcony.

Martin saw Tommy leaving, and he was about to go back to his room, but before he could turn around, he saw a heart-wrenching scene. A massage girl miraculously appeared on Old Page's balcony, asking Old Page to accompany her. back to the room.

"Boss, why don't I have employee benefits?" He couldn't help shouting in the direction of Tommy's guest room from the balcony.

Tommy poked his head out from the balcony: "I'm afraid you are too tired, go to bed early, Martin, Mr. Page doesn't need to deliver the laundry at six o'clock in the morning."

The next day, Tommy woke up refreshed, and took Martin to the square to continue the boring way of making money on the first day. After arriving at the square, sure enough, the bird droppings on the square yesterday had been cleaned up, and tourists and vendors were also cleaned up. It's another beautiful day.

The problem is, all the pigeons are fucking gone.

Martin shed happy tears on the spot, which means that today he doesn't have to go all over the world to collect dirty clothes stained with bird droppings.

After going to the square management office to ask the administrator specifically, Tommy learned that a well-intentioned tourist called to report that he had witnessed someone poisoning pigeons maliciously yesterday. For reasons of animal protection, the square management office took the pigeons away. It will not be released for the time being, at least it will not appear in the next few days.

He had only made money for one day, but he was cut off from his source of income, and those pigeons couldn't continue to enjoy the free weight loss service with his help.

Tommy turned his head to look at the film crew not far away, and slowly walked in front of Nick: "Well-meaning tourist, is that you?"

"Sir, that scene is really disgusting. We...we just hope that you can change to a normal way of making money." Nick did not deny it hypocritically, but admitted frankly with some guilt: "Give us some materials that can be broadcast normally, Please."

"It's okay, it's okay, I understand your feelings, it's just... those pigeons can bring me wealth, and now you let them go, I can only treat you as pigeons." Tommy didn't get angry when he saw the other party admitting generously, Instead, with an understanding expression, he patted Nick on the shoulder and comforted him:

"Don't worry, I won't force you to take laxatives, but your ass may need Stephen's help to wipe it. Let's go. According to your proposal, let's go to a normal business."

"What business?" Nick was faintly worried.

Tommy said without looking back: "No matter how barren the land is, there must be a business. What is it?"

Nick looked puzzled at Page who was about to leave with Tommy: "Mr. Page, what does that mean?"

"I don't know." Page shook his head, imitating Tommy's movements and patted Nick on the shoulder:

"For the sake of buying me a drink, all I can say is that you'd better catch up and tell him that you guys would rather take laxatives and play pigeons in the square than see those businesses."

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