After Charter's group answered the questions and left.

The Black surveyor set his sights on Paula Carl and Sarah.

Black surveyor: "How did you hear about this movie?" Google seaʀᴄh novel·fire·net

Paula Carl said: "Heard it from my brothers."

Sarah: "Heard it from my girlfriends."

Black surveyor: "What do you think of the movie? If scoring from 1 to 10, what would you give?"

Sarah: "I'd give it nine, because I think the director should have given Chris a Black girlfriend, who rescues Chris from the evil white girlfriend's clutches, and they live happily ever after. What do you think of that idea? If I write to Martin, will he reply? Do I have writing talent?"

"Uh, thanks!"

The Black surveyor felt like this Black girl might have some issues, so he looked at the seemingly more normal Paula Carl beside her, though the guy looked a bit fierce.

Paula Carl cleared his throat dramatically, then said: "I'd give the movie a perfect ten. I haven't read much, don't know how to express it, but this film hit me right in the heart. And... I think Martin Meyers is definitely a friend to us Black folks. If God were white, he'd look like Martin."

Paula Carl, After speaking, he looked around smugly.

Unfortunately, the two listeners nearby had no intention of sharing his sentiment.

Sarah was still muttering about the "Black girlfriend" thing.

The Black surveyor wore a polite but awkward smile, inwardly cursing.

After mid-January, Get Out's box office had broken 200 million, turning a small budget into a big win was set in stone.

NASDAQ, Meyers Films' market value, also surged because of this.

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[TL/N: I deleted at least half the chapter. Basically, Drew asked Martin why so many white people were watching the film, and Martin replied with a bunch of nonsense about racism and so on…]