Daily life of an American TV drama agent

Chapter 30 Max’s Cake Business

After coming out of the FBI office, Ron originally wanted to drive to Toretto's place to have a look. It would be best to meet and chat with Hector and other pilots who had a good relationship with Toretto and were also good at it. The topic of new car modifications.

As a result, he unknowingly walked to a restaurant owned by a Korean Hobbit, and he was hungry.

However, Ron still lingered outside the restaurant several times until he was sure that Caroline was not in the store before he walked in. There was only his black-haired and busty beauty to entertain Max, who was being dressed up by a group of cowboys. Make things difficult.

In other words, being difficult is a bit too much, and they are just a bit too self-righteous.

"I want a vegetable platter. I want kale instead of beets, some kale instead of cauliflower, steamed vegetables, and lemon juice instead of salad dressing. Why don't you write it down?"

Before Max could reply, Ron intervened: "You eat so much cabbage, do you think you are a mule? But I don't think you can do as much work as a mule, so I advise you to be kind, otherwise The Indian guy sitting next to you will tell you that in your next life you will be reincarnated as a mule and work hard all your life and be called a bastard to everyone."

I have to say that Ron's words were too venomous, but he was just a customer, it didn't matter what happened, and his distinguished clothing directly dispelled the intention of several "little fairies" who descended from the earth to continue to speak venomously at him.

The American people are quite realistic and will immediately become scared when they see someone they cannot afford to offend.

"Ron~" Max exclaimed in surprise, but immediately suppressed it and put on a cold face: "You know after I found you missing in the morning, there was a pile of cash on the bedside, and you thought I I made some great deal out of nowhere, why are you here again? My big shot prostitute, how much do you plan to pay this time?"

Ron immediately heard her deep resentment from Max's self-deprecating joke, and quickly raised his hands in a gesture of surrender: "Max, I was wrong, I shouldn't have left without saying goodbye, but you know, the nature of my work is very special. It's normal to disappear for a few days. How have you been lately? Max.

Why are you still the only one in this restaurant? Is your cute Asian boss so stingy that he can’t bear to hire another person to help you? "

Sometimes women blame you and just want an explanation. No matter how unreasonable the explanation is, women who are dazzled by love don't care about that. That's why those scumbag men, such as Ron, are popular.

"Fortunately, he hired another Barbie doll who couldn't do anything. Unexpectedly, it turned out to be a trouble for me. Now not only does he live in my house, but he also bought one for free and got a horse. You want What to eat?”

Ron's heart moved, and Caroline, who seemed relieved, had already picked up Su Bao. This horse had become Caroline's pet since Ron met her, and it was Caroline's favorite car.

And Ron's favorite cars are Max and Caroline.

Ron found a seat and sat down: "Everything is fine, as long as you ensure that my food has not passed through the hands of the chef who looks like he hasn't washed himself in several days."

"Then I suggest you eat the cheese pie. Just take it out of the box and heat it in the microwave. I guarantee it will be absolutely clean."

Before Max turned around and left, Ron stopped her again and read the words on the small blackboard on the bar word by word: "In addition, I want the sweetest Max's homemade cake in the world. I want vanilla flavor."

"Oh!" Max stroked his forehead: "I forgot to wipe this off."

"Why do you want to erase it? I think it's good. I mean for your business, more people can know about you. This is a good start." Ron persuaded.

"The way you speak is exactly the same as that blond Barbie!" Max was surprised: "I wonder if you have known each other for a long time before you could say the same thing."

"Maybe it's just a common view of business among people who came from the same business school. I graduated from Harvard Business School." Ron guiltily diverted his attention away from the oversized baby on Max's chest and looked at him.

"You're not going to say that I'm afraid of success, are you?" Five minutes later, Max brought Ron's cheese pie: "Do you know what happened to the last blond Barbie who said that?"

"how's it going?"

"While she was talking, she fell into the horse manure of her champion horse, and it just so happened that the water at my house was cut off today, and the water would not come until three in the afternoon."

"Haha~" Ron couldn't help laughing when he thought about the scene of Caroline falling into horse manure: "Then what? Isn't it because of this that she stayed at home waiting for the water to come and took a shower before coming to work?"

"Of course not. She insists on finding a bakery that is not accessible to everyone, and wants my cakes to be sold there. Listen, is she crazy?" After serving several other tables of customers, Max was finally free. , brought Ron's food over.

"I don't think she does." Ron tried to taste the cheese pie. Fortunately, it didn't have any strange taste: "Max, listen to me, you can't be a restaurant waiter for the rest of your life, right?"

"Maybe this is really an opportunity for you to escape from your current life. Your little cake is really delicious, not even worse than what I tasted at afternoon tea in a five-star hotel."

"The pretty girl I picked up and brought home said the same thing."

Max's expression was a little loose, and Ron quickly struck while the iron was hot: "Yes, you see, everyone thinks you can succeed, why not give it a try? If you are willing, I am very willing to invest in your business as an angel investor." Business, maybe this will allow me to make a lot of money in the future!”

"How is it possible? I don't believe it myself." Max still lacked confidence.

"Max, you have to believe in my vision. You know that I have never missed any investment. Do you know Bubba's Shrimp Restaurant? I am one of their shareholders, and I am also the major shareholder. Moreover, I also just became a Tesla shareholder.

Hi, I suddenly got a great idea, maybe I can give you your first big order, what do you think about making your little cupcakes a Tesla midday snack? As a shareholder, I can definitely make this suggestion. "

Ron looked directly into Max's eyes and said seriously.

Musk may be a scumbag just like him, and he is also known as a big liar in the investment world, but at least he is a pretty good boss. His company always provides desserts during lunch break.

If he can help Max get this order, maybe he can really take the first step.

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