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After work, Martin and Bruce returned to the North Hollywood Apartment.
Under the sun umbrella at the entrance, Antonio had set up a table with five burgers and two steaks lined up neatly.
He was admiring the sunset, savoring his burger, enjoying the leisurely life of a millionaire tenant.
Martin approached, grabbed a bottle of iced drink, and said, "Wealthy man, you're too relaxed. If you keep eating like this, obesity will crush you."
Antonio's leisure turned into vigilance, "Martin, what are you trying to do?"
"You've made quite a bit of money, haven't you? Put it into investment; there's a good opportunity right now." Martin tried to rope in an investment, "I'm working on a movie..."
Antonio raised his hand to interrupt him, "Stop! Martin, don't say another word."
Martin stopped, looking at the portly landlord, "It's a chance to make money!"
