Gain both fame and fortune

3.Operation Teddy Bear

After receiving the check, Martin took a look and found that the amount was wrong, only $100.

This is two weeks' salary.

When Martin came, he recalled the relevant situation and said: "Mr. Max, we agreed on a daily wage of $45, and I worked for you for 12 days in two weeks."

"You never signed a daily wage contract with me, it can only be considered the minimum hourly wage." Max had considered the relevant situation as early as when Martin Davis was injured, and had already made preparations.

If a worker injures a complex place like the head, it will be quite troublesome once it is entangled. Max blocked the way in advance: "You fell from the roof and smashed the dog house of Mr. Paul, the owner of the house. He spent $1,200 on the dog house. I compensated him $1,000 for it. You can ask Mr. Paul for confirmation.

Paul is a friend Max has known since he was a teenager, and he had already made a greeting: "Bill and Jones, who worked with you, proved that you drank alcohol while working, violated the rules, did not listen to the advice, caused the accident, and caused huge property losses to the employer, and you are mainly responsible. "

"In addition, your behavior has seriously damaged the company's reputation and caused the company to lose three orders in succession. "To deal with this poor, dropout and ignorant young man, Max easily threw a series of combined punches. He took out a folder and pushed it to Martin: "Take a look, this is the termination agreement caused by you. Your behavior caused the company to lose three important customers. Martin opened it and took a quick look. There was no problem on the surface, but it was easy for a company to make such a document. Max smiled kindly: "I didn't sue you in court and claim compensation from you. Instead, I paid you $100 based on humanitarianism. You should say thank you." He also kindly reminded: "If you have any objections, you can appeal to the union and apply for arbitration. Sorry, I forgot that you don't have a fixed job, can't afford the dues, and have never joined a union." Martin closed the text and fell into thought. It's not easy to deal with. Max twitched his nose repeatedly, and his expression became more excited: "You can't afford a lawyer, you can apply for legal aid from the ATL Legal Aid Association. I heard that the waiting time is several months at most." This is an all-round crushing from class to money, even if Max is just a small boss of a small company. Martin himself does not understand American laws and regulations, and even the predecessor who has not received a complete happy education, it is impossible for him to have relevant knowledge reserves. Max knocked on the table hard: "Go back, young man, get well, the company welcomes you back at any time. Martin put away the check and looked at the watch. It seems that it is difficult to go through the normal procedure. It's nothing, class and money. The door at the back opened at this time, and the Latin strongman appeared at the door. Martin couldn't do anything with his injured leg, so he turned and left Max's office. When he went downstairs, he carefully searched his memory to determine what he found. But if Max just smoked, it would not be a big deal, and no one cared. This thing is rampant in Atlanta. Martin got in the car and saw a Cadillac parked not far away. In his memory, it was Max's car.

After thinking for a few minutes, writing down the license plate number, and remembering more about Max, especially the road he had to take to get home, Martin started the car and drove over there.

Max lived in a middle-class community, not far from Clayton.

Martin drove along the road in his memory, turned back to the Clayton community, and entered Carter's house. Elena came up and asked: "Did that damn guy give money?" Martin took out a cash check and handed it to her: "I met a very difficult boss." "Only $100?" Elena was very angry: "Does he treat you as a beggar?

Harris took painkillers to temporarily suppress the pain and said: "We apply for arbitration or legal aid. What is the probability of winning?"

Martin sat on the single sofa and said: "We are poor and can't afford the cost.

Hall suddenly replied: "Fight for the gun, kill him!"

Lily sneered: "Use the gun under you? You haven't grown up yet!"

Elena punched each of them on the head and pointed at the bedroom door: "Go in, you two idiots are not allowed to come out until I tell you to!"

The siblings turned their heads to the side and went into the bedroom.

Martin waited until the bedroom door was closed and spoke again: "Harris, can you walk normally?

Harris nodded: "I took painkillers, no problem.

Martin didn't waste any words and said directly: "I worked for Max for two weeks and have a certain understanding of him. He is a family man who leaves the company at 3:30 every day to go home. He always takes the same road. There is a very suitable intersection on that road. We will wait for him there."

Elena was surprised: "What do you want to do? Highway robbery?

Harris backed off: "Robbery of Max, the probability of going to jail is as high as 90%, and I also want to apply for disaster relief

"What are you two idiots thinking?" Martin's fist hit the armrest of the sofa hard: "I am a person with principles and bottom lines!

Elena couldn't figure it out: "I don't want to go to the hell prison, Lily and Hall are two idiots..."

"Either shut up or listen to me!" Martin quickly recounted what he was thinking, and then said: "Within their rules, poor people can never beat rich people, we must jump out.

Harris murmured: "Principles and bottom lines... Martin doesn't care: "We have principles and bottom lines, but principles and bottom lines must be flexible and changeable. While sending two middle fingers, Elena agreed: "The i***t has finally become a little smarter. Martin grabbed Elena's leg, pulled off a few hairs of the Teddy Bear puppet pants, and asked: "Can you get a set of teddy bear puppet clothes?

Elena raised her eyebrows: "No problem.

Martin asked again: "Are there any cameras or something?

Harris said first: "Scott's store should have stolen goods.

Scott Carter is in the business of collecting and selling stolen goods, and the money he earns is barely enough for him to drink and eat rice.

"Great!" Martin ordered: "Elena, you go get the puppet clothes, I'll go find Scott, Harris, keep an eye on those two idiots, don't let them cause trouble again!"

Elena stood up first, and said as she walked out: "Lazy guys, hurry up and run, Teddy Bear's action has begun!"

She drove back to the mall where the promotion was held.

Martin went to the north of the community and found a miniature grocery store.

Scott Carter sat at the counter, grabbing a bottle of rum and pouring it into his mouth. When he saw Martin, he burped and said, "Boy, what are you doing here?"

Martin came to the counter: "Your son Harris broke his arm.

Scott took a sip of wine and said, "Remind him to go to the hospital.

Martin knew Scott would not pay, so he asked, "Do you have a camera?"

"No camera, but a video camera." Scott put down the bottle and showed off a miniature video camera: "JVC new goods, just received last week, you help me find a buyer, and I'll give you a commission.

Martin had seen this model before, took it and fiddled with it: "Can it still be used?"

Scott stretched his neck: "Of course it can be used!

Martin took it and left without looking back: "Harris needs it for treatment, and I'll give it back to you later.

"Damn it, stop right there, stop right there!" Scott shouted fiercely, but did not chase.

Back to Carter's house, Elena came back soon, and the three of them met up and set off together.

Teddy was able to move.