Daily life of an American TV drama agent

Under the threat of violence, Ron took back the items on his account with little effort, and also robbed Todd's account of his account using physical means.

The specific operation process is that Ron put the pistol into Todd's mouth, and he immediately said that Ron could have anything he wanted. Although there was an episode in which Todd's father took out a gun and asked Ron to get out of the house, but in the After Ron shot his pistol away, Todd's father immediately became hospitable.

"Sure enough, guns are an important tool for human communication." So Ron came to this conclusion.

“Although you helped me get back the equipment that originally belonged to me, especially my Combat Chocobo Gran, I still have to remind you that your behavior violated the Third Amendment to the Constitution regarding residents’ self-defense. …”

"Sheldon," Ron interrupted Sheldon's chatter unhappily: "Just say thank you."

Sheldon froze in place, his face turned red from holding back. It took him a long time before he squeezed out one word from between his teeth: "Thank you."

"What did you just say? I didn't hear you clearly. Say it again." Ron put his hands to his ears to make a trumpet shape.

"I said, thank you, Ron."

Ron rushed over and hugged Sheldon. When Sheldon was helpless and disgusted, he slapped him twice on the back: "Yes, this is my brother's good brother. I wish you the best." What a sweet dream~”

After saying that, before Sheldon could beep again, Ron got into his apartment first. It was a rare opportunity to make Sheldon so well-behaved, so Ron naturally slept more soundly.

This relaxed state lasted until he came to Ah Han's restaurant.

"Ron, my nanny passed away." As soon as Ron walked in, Caroline was waiting at the door with a newspaper with an obituary written on it as if she had made an appointment: "Antonia Florentino, 80 years old, Pass peacefully in your sleep.”

"I remember her. I remember that you spent most of your childhood under her care. I also saw photos of the two of you." Ron recalled, vaguely remembering that Caroline seemed to have told him about this person. The nanny thing.

Caroline threw herself into Ron's arms: "Yes, I like her so much."

When Caroline was born, her mother abandoned Caroline and left the Channing family because of a scandal. Caroline grew up without a mother. For her, a nanny was like A mother-like existence.

"It's so sad. I feel the same way about my old neighbor Carla. She didn't take care of me when I was a child, but she let me come into her house to drink cold water."

Max pretended to explain in a relaxed manner, but Ron saw a hint of despair and envy in her eyes.

Of course Ron understood what she was envious of. Although Max had a mother, a mother who was addicted to drugs was no different. To be honest, Max was much more miserable than Caroline, because at least Caroline was still She has a father who loves her very much and is very rich.

And Max only has a mother who takes drugs every day until she becomes delirious, and a stepfather who keeps changing like a revolving door. After all, Max's growth experience is much more bumpy.

Ron simply moved Caroline a little to the side, and opened his other arm playfully: "How about it? Do you want me to lend you a shoulder?"

Max jumped in unceremoniously.

"Caroline, I heard that your nanny passed away? My sympathies, dear." Ware emerged from behind the cash register at some point. Of course, he might have been there: "But, there's nothing like it. Black people’s funerals are better. I still haven’t woken up from the wine I drank at my grandfather’s funeral in 1984.”

"Earl, my nanny is white."

Earl toasted: "Is your nanny white? Girl, your family was really rich at that time."

"Earl, did you see Han just now? I think these two ladies may need to take a leave of absence to attend the funeral." Ron said, patting the two ladies' backs gently.

"I thought I saw him just now, but then again, it might be a cat."

"Ron, are you really willing to take us to the funeral?" Caroline raised her head and said in surprise.

"Of course," Ron nodded affirmatively: "In such a sad moment, of course I should stay with you and be your spiritual support."

“And tasting your first Philly beef burger,” Max added.

At this moment, Li Han just walked out of the kitchen. Caroline quickly asked for leave: "Han, we two want to take a leave tomorrow. My nanny passed away. She is like a mother to me."

"But she is not your mother, and the restaurant has clear rules that you can only take leave if a family member dies."

"Don't be so unkind, Han. Don't forget, I helped you fool your mother last time. God knows, it was the first time I went to a place like that. Don't you want to give me some compensation? You Aren't you afraid that I might accidentally let it slip and let everyone know that you used a pole dancer to pretend to be your girlfriend to fool your mother?"

Ron lowered his head and looked at Ah Han with a smile. Ah Han panicked and made a silent gesture to Ron. He looked around to make sure no one was paying attention and then breathed a sigh of relief.

"Okay, I agree, you go ahead, because in our national culture, remembering the elders is very important..."

The next day, Ron drove the two ladies on the road to Philadelphia early in the morning.

"Ron, I believe that my presence at this funeral will be very meaningful to Antonia's family. Do you think that in addition to the eulogy, I can read the childhood diary?"

"I don't think it's appropriate. Who the serious person writes a diary? But you must still be able to read it, right?" Ron said helplessly when he saw Caroline's movements in the rearview mirror.

“On Christmas morning 1997, Antonia woke me up with a cup of hot cocoa and my favorite mints, and we started opening presents.”

"On Christmas morning in 1997, I poured cold water on my mother's face, but on New Year's Day, she was still motionless." Max imitated Caroline's tone and recited her extremely miserable childhood like a joke.

This reminded Ron of the Christmases he spent in Texas when he was a child. Although the decorated Christmas tree was not as tall as Caroline's house, and the gifts were limited by financial issues, there were only a handful of them, but every time he thought about it, there was always one. A warm feeling flows in my heart.

Because every Christmas, all members of the Cooper family will gather together. Even Sheldon, who does not believe in God, will succumb to this tradition and talk under the Christmas tree about how Saturnalia was transformed by Christians. Christmas.

Comparing the little princess who was only accompanied by a nanny, and Max who was raised by drug addicts, Ron suddenly felt that he was really happy.

"This is the only photo of us that I have saved that Ron has ever seen," Caroline took out a photo from her diary. In the photo, a kind-faced woman was holding the young Caroline's hand. The two of them laughed extremely happily: "This is the first time we spend Halloween together. I am four years old. Look, she put me in a cute Halloween costume."

"I don't have a Halloween costume. I just mess up my hair and tell people door to door that I am my mother." Max was still laughing, but Ron felt that it was time to bring the topic out of this sad atmosphere. .

"Hey, don't make me jealous of you anymore, okay? At least you could go door-to-door asking for candy on Halloween when you were kids, right?" Ron said pretending to be jealous: "Instead of being like me, in order to prevent my brother from being beaten , I have to follow him every Halloween."

Ron's topic really attracted Max's attention: "Being beaten? Why were you beaten?"

"Because he dressed himself up as Marie Curie. You know, we are in Texas. Can you imagine how many bad boys would make fun of a boy walking down the street wearing women's clothes?"

"Hahaha~" Max was amused and laughed: "Then how did you do it?"

"So, I had to beat up my brother at home first and throw away his women's clothes." Ron recalled the interesting things in his childhood and couldn't help but smile: "Ladies, the church is here, you get off first. Car, I'll park it and come right away."

Just as Ron accompanied Caroline and the others to attend the funeral, Arthur, who was vacationing in Southeast Asia with his girlfriend, ran into trouble.

Ron's special operations team has always been relatively free except when there is a mission. Not long ago, Arthur finally successfully proposed to his girlfriend. Ron gave him a month's engagement leave with a wave of his hand.

However, just as he and his girlfriend Gina were taking a sweet walk on the beach of the island, three speedboats suddenly rushed onto the beach, and a group of armed men with rifles surrounded them.

"Who are you?" Arthur protected his girlfriend behind him with one hand and looked at the visitor warily. With the other hand, he quietly touched the dagger he carried with him. His eyes kept looking back and forth at the vital parts of the visitor's body. , thinking about how to get rid of these people as quickly as possible.

It's a pity that even though countless thoughts surged through his mind at once, he finally found that none of them could guarantee the safety of his girlfriend.

"I advise you not to move rashly. Mr. Mechanic, we know your strength, so we were all very nervous when you came," the bearded police officer stared at the hand hidden behind his back. , said vigilantly: "If you accidentally cause any misunderstanding among my men, I can't guarantee the safety of your girlfriend. I guess you don't intend to do this?"

Arthur tightened his fists. He knew that the person in front of him was definitely not a policeman, but he could only loosen his fists weakly. If he could call out the name of the mechanic, they must be coming for him.

"I ask again, who are you?"

"It doesn't matter who we are. What's important is that Mr. Roland wants to see you." The policeman pointed to his boat: "I suggest you go with us. Don't play any tricks. Charlie, take him Take the woman to another boat, and if we see anything happening here, kill her immediately."

Someone went to drag his girlfriend away. Arthur was furious. Just as he was about to take action, his head was hit by a cold pipe: "Get on the boat quickly, if you don't want anything to happen to your woman."

Arthur had no choice but to nod to his girlfriend and get on the boat...

"Look, this is Antonia. She looks so beautiful." After signing in, Caroline came to the photo display board. Suddenly a photo caught her special attention: "Military uniform? I don't even know her." She also served as a soldier, no wonder her quilts are always folded so neatly."

"Wait a minute, didn't you know that your nanny was in the navy?" Max said unexpectedly: "It's too bad. If I were you, you would say to others: 'Hey, kid, give me all your money, otherwise I will The nanny will wring your neck!'"

"Look, these are her relatives, including her sister and nephew..." Caroline looked around and finally realized something was wrong: "Wait, I'm not here?!"

"No, my photo must be in the coffin, with other VIPs."

"If you are a VIP, can we have some drinks?"

"certainly."

Caroline was leading Max in when a man in a black suit came out: "Hello ladies, I'm Anthony, Antonia's nephew. What a sad day, right?"

"yes."

Caroline opened her arms and gave him a hug, but the man's hands quickly moved along her back to her buttocks: "I don't seem so sad now."

However, his evil hand was immediately grabbed by another hand as strong as an iron pliers, and the grip was painful.

"Ron? Are you here?"

"Ah! Ah! Ah! Who are you?!" Anthony screamed in pain, but Ron had no intention of letting go. Instead, he added a little more strength and pushed backwards. Anthony was so painful that he could only kneel down. In front of Ron.

"Anthony, right? I'd like to give you a kind suggestion. Before you plan to touch a woman, it's best to see if she is accompanied. What do you think of this suggestion? Are you willing to accept it?"

"It hurts! It's whatever you say! I accept it, I accept it all! Anthony was so painful that tears flowed out. Caroline patted Ron's arm sympathetically: "Let him go, he is Antonia's nephew. , should be a kind-hearted person like Antonia, I think he must be too excited... Anyway, let him go first, okay? "

Ron let go. Unexpectedly, just as he let go, Anthony, whose wrist was finally freed, showed a ruthless look on his face. His uninjured hand reached into his arms, and suddenly he took out a dagger and stabbed Ron in the abdomen.

"You dare to hit me, go to hell!"

But how could such a little trick be tolerated in front of Ron?

Ron didn't even bother to glance at the dagger. As the two women exclaimed "Be careful", he took a step diagonally and let the dagger pierce the air. His other hand was already raised high.

"Pa!" A loud slap hit Anthony's face.