Daily life of an American TV drama agent

In the end, Leonard went, and it wasn't until the next morning that he staggered back to the apartment. She looked like a decent woman who had been ravaged by a dozen robbers. She happened to be with Ron, who was about to go out for a morning jog. Hit.

Ron waved to Leonard who had been working hard all night: "Good morning, slut~"

"What did you say? Ron."

"Please, I can see it at a glance. Your steps are full of shame. I guess your panties must be crumpled into a ball and stuffed in your little bag, right? Just like Penny does every time she stays up at night, Ron pointed to the little black leather bag Sheldon gave him yesterday: "It's my fault. Sheldon should have prepared a new pair of underwear for you."

"What happened?" Sheldon poked his head out of the apartment.

"Nothing, just borrowing it." Leonard hurriedly got into the apartment, not wanting to stay outside for a moment longer, because he was afraid that Penny would also come out of the apartment. Even though the two had broken up, he still did this kind of thing. Don't want Penny to know.

"Are you coming back this morning?" Sheldon followed Ron into the apartment.

"right."

"That's a good sign, right?" Sheldon asked over his shoulder uncertainly.

"Of course." Ron smiled and nodded: "Congratulations, Leonard."

"I'm proud of you, Leonard!" Sheldon clapped his hands excitedly: "You are like an ordinary street girl who sold your body in exchange for precious scientific instruments."

Leonard roared, half ashamed and half annoyed: "I'll say it again, I didn't do it for money!"

"What? She ran away after having fun?!" Sheldon was shocked.

"No, I think Leonard was the one who ran away after enjoying himself." Ron corrected Sheldon's mistake and looked at Leonard with concern: "Do you need me to help me get my wages back? Although Our IRS has not opened this service, but for the sake of our friendship, I am willing to make an exception for you."

"What do you mean?" Sheldon looked confused.

"This is all grown-up stuff. You'll understand when you grow up. Specifically, it's like the clubs that Howard often goes to..."

Seeing that Ron was getting more and more outrageous, Leonard quickly interrupted Ron's divergent thinking: "No! That's not the case. She gave me the money from the beginning."

"Smart, collect money first and do things later. I found that you really have the potential to be a pretty boy, Leonard." Sheldon nodded in admiration.

Leonard swore that from the time he met Sheldon until now, he had never received more compliments from Sheldon than today. You know, as a person who grew up with a psychiatrist mother PUA, he extremely lacked a sense of identity in his heart. For people, it is such a dream to be praised by others.

Especially since this compliment comes from Sheldon, who is known for being strict, but the reason for this compliment...

To be honest, Leonard would rather never be praised by Sheldon.

"What?" Leonard originally wanted to argue, but the exhaustion of his body swallowed up his idea. After all, Teacher Pei stayed up too late to do hair, which is really strenuous work. It is really hard for a small body like Leonard: " Forget it, no matter what you say, I have to go in and take a rest first."

Ron is right, Mrs. Raisen is a very skilled woman~

Thinking of this, Leonard showed an intoxicated expression, and his expression became more and more obscene as he smiled, but before he could be intoxicated for a long time, Sheldon's next words shattered his daydream.

"This is a good idea. Recharge your batteries. There are a lot of rich and horny old women out there, and I just need a new linear accelerator."

Sheldon also laughed intoxicatedly, his expression exactly the same as Leonard's: "Unfortunately, I still felt that he didn't learn anything from his relationship with Penny."

It's just that the two people are happy about different things. One is intoxicated by Mrs. Laison's technology, and the other is intoxicated by the upcoming scientific equipment. Considering Sheldon's special characteristics, it is difficult to say who is more noble. .

"Someone once said that love is the best teacher for mankind. Even people with low qualifications can learn something from it."

Sheldon nodded with deep understanding. He thought Ron was talking about Leonard, but in fact, Ron was talking about Sheldon himself.

Sheldon may not feel it himself, but as a bystander, Ron has really seen to the naked eye that Sheldon has become friendlier and friendlier since he started dating Amy.

Maybe one day, Amy can actually turn Sheldon, the cold robot, into a real human being.

An hour later, after taking a short rest, Leonard and Sheldon Ron set off to school together. As soon as they entered the cafeteria, Leonard was warmly welcomed by Principal Hibbert.

"Here he comes! The person who attracts the most attention now!" President Hibbert shouted loudly and walked up to Leonard and put his arms around his shoulders: "He sacrificed his small self to fulfill his big self and raised 500 yuan for the School of Physics. Ten thousand U.S. dollars!"

"I'm really not doing this for money!" Leonard argued loudly, but the applause drowned out her words, and only Principal Hibbert next to him could hear what he said.

"It's not bad to comfort yourself this way. At least it will make you feel better. Trust me, I understand it deeply."

After saying that, Principal Hibbert left without looking back, probably looking for a deserted corner to recall his sad past. The scientists from the School of Physics surrounded Leonard like a hero.

"Good job, man!"

"It's really amazing!"

For a moment, Leonard really felt like he had become a hero.

But this time, Ron did not join in the booing. His attention was attracted by a piece of bombshell news on the cafeteria TV, especially this bombshell news, which was related to her experience last night.

"We spend an average of $2,000 per person per year on cell phones and the Internet, so I'm pleased to say that that era is over."

On the TV screen, Valentine, the telecommunications industry tycoon and philanthropist whom Ron and Harry had followed yesterday, was talking to the news media:

“Because starting from tomorrow, everyone, regardless of age or gender, can receive a SIM card for free, which is compatible with all mobile phones and computers.

You can try out my communication network, free phone calls, and free Internet access for free. Everyone can enjoy it and will enjoy it forever..."

Valentine's speech received applause from the audience, and Ron estimated that the enthusiasm at the press conference was no less than the welcome Leonard received now in the cafeteria of the Department of Physics.

However, if this conference had just started, the lively scene would definitely beat Leonard by several levels in an instant.

That’s right, this news is no longer news, it’s just old news replayed.

In fact, as early as a few days ago, free SIM cards produced by Valentine Company had been distributed on the market. In addition to Sheldon, the four scientists also received one each. Howard was so full of praise for this that he donated his old mobile phone to download special movies and work 24 hours a day.

Ron scoffed at this: "Free calls, free Internet, and compatible with all mobile phones and computers. Sheldon, what do you think?"

"Of course it's a good thing, but I doubt his Internet speed. If so many people can use it for free, people like Howard will definitely download xx movies day and night to occupy the Internet. In fact, the service we get It could be worse..."

Sheldon swallowed the food in his mouth and started to complain, but these were not what Ron wanted to hear.

What Ron was really thinking about was Valentine's motivations for doing this.

As a successful businessman, Ron does not believe that Valentin will make a loss-making business, which means that the free SIM card plan he just disclosed at the press conference can be profitable.

But the problem is that as a tax collector who deals with various business giants all day long, arguing with each other and not collecting taxes, can Royce see where its profit growth point is?

Based on his past life experience, Ron deeply understands the truth that things that seem to be free are often the most expensive, so... is he trying to steal all users' private information?

Ron's pupils shrank. Logically speaking, this answer made perfect sense, and it involved the privacy and security of everyone's information. It was enough to attract the tailor's attention and take action against him. It was completely logical.

But Ron's instinct told him that this matter was definitely not as simple as she seemed.

Ring ring ring~ The sound of the phone interrupted Ron's thoughts. Ron looked at the name of the caller and didn't want to answer it.

But just after hanging up the phone, the phone rang again and again, and Ron had no choice but to answer the call.

"You are not on the snow mountain at this time. You are skiing hard. Why are you calling me? Hobbs."

"Ron, where are you now?" Hobbs' tone sounded very bad: "Something big happened. Just an hour ago, a large-scale vicious incident occurred at the Southern Forest Church in Kentucky. More than a hundred believers in the country were all slaughtered, and it was a damn Englishman who did it. I will send the photo to your mobile phone now. You can take a look."

Southern Woodland Mission Church?

Ron murmured this name. He must have heard this name more than once in 24 hours.

Sure enough, the photo sent by Hobbs also confirmed his guess. The person in the photo was none other than Harry, who was tracking Valentine with him yesterday.

In the photo, Harry is holding a gun in one hand and hanging down by his side in the other. He is standing at the door of the church covered in blood. Behind him are the bones of several believers.

Although according to reliable intelligence, this southern forest church is a cult-like organization, this level of bloody massacre is still a bit too much.

Ron's tone was a little serious, he got up and walked to a secluded area outside the cafeteria: "Hobbes, are you sure you didn't do anything wrong?"

"Of course not. The guys from the scene identification department have already conducted a preliminary survey of the scene. All the bullets on the shot were fired from the pistol he left at the south scene. Ron, do you know this person?"

"Of course he is a master. He is the agent of the tailor shop you mentioned. I was with him last night. Although it was also the first day I met him, my reason told me that this person would never be capable of committing mass murder. Bastard, that’s why I said there might be something wrong with your intelligence.”

Ron sighed. The situation was getting more and more confusing. Ron had no doubt that he was once again involved in big trouble.

"Are you sure! These damn British guys are actually causing trouble on our territory! What do they want to do?" Hobbes shouted indignantly, and Ron quickly took the phone away.

"I'm afraid they have some last resort reasons. How is the British man now? Has he been caught?"

"Not yet, he is too cunning. When our people arrived, he happened to hold Mr. Valentine hostage, so we had to let him go..."

Ron frowned, this was not what he expected.

The news that Mycroft initially informed him was that this was an investigation jointly conducted by the British and American intelligence systems, so Ron agreed to help.

But when Hobbs arrived, he didn't know anything about the love affair in the UK. This didn't surprise Ron. As the head of the department, it was impossible for Hobbs not to know the information about the cooperation, and many years of friendship made Ron En understood that it was impossible for Hobbes to lie to him about this kind of thing.

From this point of view, the only possibility is that the intelligence system of the United States has also been penetrated, so...

At the same time, Eggsy, who was far away in the British tailor shop, was sitting face to face with an old man codenamed Arthur, drinking.

Eggsy was a little gangster on the street. Because his father saved Harry's life, he was specially called to the tailor shop for training. He even lived in Harry's house.

When the news of Harry's "killing" came, he was the most saddened, so he came to Harry's immediate superior to ask for an explanation.

"This is the Napoleon brandy of 1815. We will only drink it when someone among the Kingsmen dies," the agent supervisor said while pouring Eggsy a glass: "Harry appreciates you very much. This time, I think …”

The agent director was still saying some words of remembrance, but Eggsy couldn't hear anything anymore. His attention was completely attracted by the scar behind the director's ear that was exactly the same as Secretary Valentine's.

"Eggsy, are you listening?"

"Huh?" Eggsy was called by his supervisor. He came back to his senses and looked at his suspicious eyes. He immediately came up with a plan and pointed to the mural on the wall: "I'm looking at those paintings. Those are the former Kings Agents." ?"

"Yes, those are the founders of Kingsman." The supervisor looked along his fingers, and Eggsy took advantage of his turning back to quickly switch the positions of the two glasses of wine.

The supervisor didn't notice anything wrong at all: "Come on, have a drink with me, and here's to Harry."

The supervisor raised his glass.

"Here's to Harry." Eggsy raised his glass and clinked it with him, and they drank together.

When the supervisor saw that the wine in the cup had been drank, his originally slumped face finally showed a trace of satisfaction: "You know? Harry was very optimistic about you during his lifetime. Maybe I can nominate you to succeed him, as long as you agree with me on some issues." Reach a consensus..."