America Tycoon: The Wolf of Showbiz

Chapter 236: Chapter 234 We Do It Together

The meeting room was mostly empty now.

The three most important actors of the crew were exchanging emotions, clarifying their characters' relationships; the others didn't dare to interrupt.

Martin looked at Nicholson with great interest, unable to tell if it was genuine personality or just an act.

With over forty years of acting experience, hailed as one of the best actors in Hollywood, perhaps acting had already seeped into every aspect of his life.

Leonardo pointed at Nicholson: "You and Marlon Brando are known as the biggest players on Sunset Boulevard."

Nicholson said with a smile to the pair, "I want to see what new tricks the younger generation has up their sleeve."

Leonardo said, "Martin, it's up to you now."

Martin shrugged, "Piece of cake."

Leonardo glanced at his watch, "I'm taking off first."

Martin also left the meeting room.

Nicholson didn't bother with the stuff thrown on the floor and also came out.

Mene next to him gave Martin a slight shake of the head.

Martin was pondering the issue, especially the relationship between Jack Nicholson and Scorsese.

He slowed down, waiting for Nicholson to catch up, and directly asked, "Old Jack, that cushion, were you targeting me?"

Nicholson stopped, suddenly grinned, and admitted, "Yes, I was targeting you."

Since this person admitted it to his face, he was certain to continue talking, so Martin waited on him.

Sure enough, Nicholson continued, "I wanted to play a prank on you today, an old friend asked me to mess with you, I've been in and out of her life for twenty years, not just for the face on top but also for the one below because I still want to keep messing with her."

He laughed again, "At my age, I don't care about anyone. If she asked me to mess with you, I would. As for who might be behind her, I don't give a damn. This old man is about to meet God himself, I would even spit in Bill Gates' face! Now everyone knows I messed with you, and she can't refuse me anymore."

Martin asked, "Who is she?"

Nicholson spread his hands, "I've heard you're quite the player, I still want to keep messing with her. If you mess with her too, how am I supposed to continue?"

He spoke bluntly, "I've been with her for nearly twenty years without getting sick of her, you know why?"

Martin was honestly a bit curious.

Mene on the side thought, anyone who can mess with Nicholson for twenty years must be in their forties or fifties, this was his field of expertise after all!

He couldn't help asking, "Why?"

Nicholson displayed the look of a connoisseur, "You young people, you put too much importance on the face, the chest, the legs, and such. I've figured out over forty years that as long as these are passable, it's all good."

He pointed at Mene's legs, "The key is here! Do you have any idea how hard it is to find one that can add and suck? Once you've had more experiences, you'll understand."

Suddenly, Martin spotted Matt Damon walking out from the restroom tens of meters behind Nicholson.

Just as Damon was about to turn towards them, Martin quickly reached out, grabbing Nicholson by the shoulders and neck, preventing him from turning around while enthusiastically saying, "Hearing you talk like that, I'm itching. How about we team up sometime?"

Nicholson was surprised, his smile taking on an evil edge, "You're into that hobby?"

Martin didn't look in Damon's direction, "Messing with people, it's better to do it together so they end up unable to cope with life."

On the other hand, as Damon came out of the restroom, he immediately spotted Martin and Nicholson shoulder to shoulder and heard their discussion about messing with someone.

Who are they messing with?

In this context, it was hard not to associate this with the recent cushion farting incident.

Matt Damon had no ties with Nicholson; he and Ben were from the Weinstein camp in Hollywood, and Nicholson, that old guy with seniority, acted on a whim, with numerous connections, never giving Harvey a scrap of respect.

The two of them, one had stolen his role as the second male lead, the other had publicly embarrassed him.

Did they join forces?

Matt Damon didn't approach, instead quickly entering the elevator and descending.

Near the corridor close to the meeting room, Nicholson realized that the hand Martin wrapped around his neck and shoulder was very tight, which led to some troubling thoughts, "Hey, you little bastard, you don't like men, do you? I may be promiscuous, but I've never been with a man."

Martin didn't let go, "Don't worry, I only like women."

Nicholson shook off Martin's hand, "You're not normal." He pondered for a moment, "You're plotting something! Suddenly grabbing my shoulder, why?"

Martin told the truth, "To strengthen our relationship, so we can mess with people together."

Nicholson looked around but didn't see anything amiss and said, "She's my treasure, I won't share her with you." The old man was leaving, "When you're in New York, don't forget to invite me to the party you and Leonardo are throwing, I dare to leak it to the media!"

Once he left, Martin and Mene headed downstairs as well.

In the lobby, they met up with Bruce; Martin said, "Now that we're in the crew, keep an eye on Matt Damon and Jack Nicholson."

Bruce nodded.

As the three of them walked out, Mene rapidly recounted the whole incident.

Bruce said, "I think we should focus more on Matt Damon." He looked at Mene, "There shouldn't be many people who could pull off a prank like Nicholson did, ask Ellen about it."

Mene had a date with Ellen that night and accepted the task without hesitation, "Leave it to me!"

After leaving Warner Bros., Mene needed to find a place to rest and recharge, preparing for the night's new battle.

Martin had a date and rushed to a high-end restaurant near Grand Avenue, where he met Blake Lively.

"Sorry, just finished up with a script." He sat in the booth.

Blake had obviously waited for a while, but showed no impatience, "No problem, work is important."

Martin took the menu from the waiter and handed it to her, "Order whatever you want, don't be shy with me."

Blake spoke with warmth, "I saw in the World News Report that you signed a contract for a draft with them, made a good chunk of money. I'm not going to help you save."

Martin wasn't skilled enough to write; the articles for the contract had to be completed by Thomas.

Bruce volunteered enthusiastically, but Martin didn't dare to use Old Cloth, firstly because his skills were worse than Martin's, and also because Old Cloth's prepared theme was 'The Guide to Finding Premium Big Butts'.

Publishing his nonsense under the name Martin Davis, as if that were a good deal!

After Blake finished ordering, she curiously asked, "Can we talk about those spies?" Her eyes sparkled like a little fan seeing their idol, "Eric is even jealous of you, but with his brains, he wouldn't uncover spies, let alone dealing with the FBI, he'd be dumb enough to get mistaken for a spy himself."

Martin was helpless; the spy issue really wasn't something he could talk about, so he simply said, "I've signed a non-disclosure agreement with the FBI."

As a super bootlicker, Blake wouldn't trouble her idol; she quickly changed the subject, "You've moved, when can I come over to see?"

Martin replied, "We can go today, after we finish dinner, we'll head to Sherman Oaks."

After the meals arrived, Blake finished eating at record speed; lunch took only half an hour.

Martin paid the bill and took Blake from the underground parking lot of the mall up to the Escalade.

Upon seeing Bruce driving, Blake immediately greeted, "Hey, Old Cloth, long time no see."

Bruce smiled back at her.

A few minutes later, the Escalade arrived at Cody Community and drove directly into Martin's new home.

Blake got out of the car, checking out the yard, lawn, and swimming pool, took a deep breath, clung to Martin's arm, her bootlicker trait surfacing, "I can smell you everywhere, it's so nice."

Martin invited her to the main house, "This way."

As Blake followed Martin to tour the house, she said, "When I turn 18, I'll move out of my parents' house." She sighed, "Too bad I can't afford such a beautiful house."

As the good guy he was, Martin couldn't bear to let a girl be homeless and instantly said, "I've got a spare room here, I could rent it to you."

Blake was thrilled, murmuring, "I don't have money, how would I pay the rent."

Martin, with high awareness and standards, said, "Let's talk about that after you turn 18." He made a point to ask, "When is your birthday party?"

Blake replied, "August 25th."

Knowing Martin was heading to New York for a film shoot and might stay there a while, the female fan naturally considered for her idol, "This movie is very important to you. If you can't make it back, I'll have the party at home and then visit you in New York."

Martin, ever thick-skinned, said, "We'll see when the time comes."

Blake was determined though, "That's settled then. I'll come to New York to see you, and you have to throw me a special birthday party."

Martin promised, "Of course, one you'll never forget."

Blake couldn't help but look forward to it, wondering what kind of special gift Martin would give her, what kind of special event he would plan?

Martin took Blake all around the house, upstairs and downstairs.

In the basement storage room, he even gave Blake a souvenir set.

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It included a crocodile fang pendant, a small bullhorn Joker carving, and a jade bracelet.

Blake loved it.

Even if her idol had gifted her a blank sheet of paper, she would have been happy.

In the afternoon, after 2 p.m., Blake's father called, and she had to excuse herself and leave.

After dropping Blake off in Burbank, Martin, sitting in the passenger seat, looked at the dazzling array of shops on both sides of the road and asked, "Old Cloth, what's a good 18th birthday gift for a girl?"

Bruce replied without hesitation, "Fang pendant and bullhorn carving, plus a piece of jade for someone important."

"I've already given her a set." At that moment, Martin became an animal rights activist, "I'm worried about the crocodiles in Australia and the wild buffalo going extinct; better to give some industrial products."

Bruce suggested, "Diamonds, luxury goods, watches, things like that can't go wrong." He then changed the topic, "When did you suddenly become a decent person?"

Martin emphasized, "I've always been a good person, it was only because I was poor before. What luxury can a poor ghost afford?"

Old Cloth agreed with this sentiment, like him and the Kardashian sisters, for instance, he used to take advantage of Kim without compensation, but it was only in the past six months that he'd started to gift her things.

Martin didn't stay in Los Angeles for long; as mid-July arrived, he followed the crew to New York.