Daily life of an American TV drama agent

"Sheldon was fired?" Ron turned to the other scientists: "So is there a grand celebration party at your school tonight?"

"Of course~" Howard nodded.

"Ron!" Mary glared at her second son with dissatisfaction: "I don't remember teaching you to treat your brother like this."

Ron waved his hand: "Don't be angry, Mom, I will go to their school right now, put my revolver into their principal's mouth, and ask him to hire Sheldon back.

I just want to know, what's his reason this time? "

Leonard whispered: "Because he publicly ridiculed the new principal at the new principal's welcome meeting."

"I knew it." Ron covered his face. Sheldon, this child, has been cute since he was a child and is the favorite of all the elders. Unfortunately, he has a mouth and a very venomous tongue without even realizing it.

Ron could even imagine the scene at that time, how frustrated the principal was amidst Sheldon's harsh sarcasm or sarcasm.

However, in his opinion, firing Sheldon was just a temporary move. No principal could not understand that Sheldon was a multi-level outstanding scientific research talent. If he really didn't understand, he was not worthy of being the principal.

Ron felt that if he didn't even do anything, as long as he waited quietly for Sheldon to keep working, sooner or later the principal would find another way to invite him back. After all, talented researchers like this were also a sought-after resource in various universities. .

If Ron remembers correctly, Caltech invited Sheldon to come over on relatively favorable terms.

Of course, it's okay to think about this, but Ron didn't want to tell Mary and let her scold him again.

"Ron, that's too violent. This is not Texas. I think it's better to use a more reasonable approach. Do you think it's necessary for me to talk to the principal?"

Mary thought for a while and put forward her idea. Ron didn't care at first, but suddenly he was shocked and stopped him quickly: "No! Mom, I think I should go talk to Sheldon's principal? It's really not possible, I'm in Ma We also have some connections with the Provincial Institute of Science and Technology, if Sheldon intends to do research there, I can contact him."

It's not that Ron suddenly stopped being busy, but he remembered that in the original book, something seemed to have happened to Mary and Sheldon's principal, although it was many years after George's death and the widowhood, and now George is alive and well.

But based on the principle of doing less than doing more, Ron decided to do it for himself. He didn't want his father, who was a coach in Texas, to have a green head on his head.

"MIT? Tsk~" Sheldon curled his lips disdainfully: "What's the difference between that and a technical school?"

Howard's face immediately darkened, because he graduated from MIT and was the only one among the group of friends without a doctorate degree, which seemed to further confirm Sheldon's view that MIT is a technical school.

Ron gave Howard a comforting pat on the back.

"Okay, then I'll go talk to your principal, but the first thing is that Sheldon must apologize." Ron spread his hands helplessly, indicating that he had no choice.

"Impossible! I would rather do research at home than bow to that vulgar person!"

Probably because of Mary's support here, Sheldon's resistance was extremely fierce.

"Okay, my great genius, what research have you done at home these days?"

"Scrambled eggs, glow-in-the-dark fish, glow-in-the-dark tampons, and fabrics..." Sheldon counted his recent research on his fingers. Although none of them yielded any results, Ron was quite shocked.

"The glow-in-the-dark fish is okay. Can you tell me what the glow-in-the-dark tampons are used for? Are you afraid that girls won't be able to see where their tampons are inserted in the wrong place at night?"

Ron was speechless for his weird brother who had new ideas every day. If it weren't for this blood relationship, he would have just wanted to put a gun into Sheldon's back and let the bullets shoot out of his smart head.

Ron suppressed his anger and stopped talking to Sheldon. He turned to Mary and said, "Mom, you know Sheldon's situation. The school will definitely not expel him without reason. In fact, we all Knowing the reasons, there is no way Sheldon would go back to school if he didn't apologize, and we all know he was wrong."

Ron said categorically that no matter how much Mary doted on Sheldon, she was still a sensible woman. She sighed and said, "Then do as you say. Sheldon will follow you to apologize tomorrow. I happen to go to Tao Come visit Mr. Xi’s house and see the child that your father praises so much.”

"Mom!" Sheldon said anxiously, "I..."

"Sheldon!" Mary said in an extremely stern tone: "You must go to your brother to apologize tomorrow! Otherwise, I will punish you in solitary confinement, and you can't come out until I tell you to come out!"

Sheldon finally died down.

After the matter was settled, it was time for a pleasant breakfast. Ron quickly ate a sumptuous breakfast and seized the time. He went back to his room to catch up on his sleep and slept until noon before dragging his tired body and setting off again.

DEA, Hank's team is meeting to discuss the case.

"Recently, there has been some small action in El Paso. The Border Patrol encountered a multiple homicide. A truck was set on fire, filled with corpses, and the inside became an oven. You can never imagine how disgusting that scene was!"

"The Border Patrol has been playing hide-and-seek with these smugglers for several years, but this time, as soon as they came over, someone attacked them and attacked them severely. I'm talking about a driver and nine illegal immigrants. No Signs of an active shooter, there were more than just people in this car.”

While Hank was speaking, an assistant below asked, "So what are we looking for? Meth? Cocaine?"

Hank paced back and forth: "No, they don't look like they're transporting drugs."

"Then why did the Border Patrol pass this case to us?" the assistant asked in confusion.

"No, they didn't kick it to us, I came here myself." Hank suddenly turned around and said to everyone: "I think this is the work of the top management of the cartel group, maybe the Zejetas Group, the problem Is it our DMZ that such atrocities could occur?”

"I think they were blocking information, or blocking roads, or one of the Mexicans who entered the country knew something they shouldn't know, so they were blocked."

Ron opened the door and walked in boldly. At the same time, he took the cup that the other police officer Zunde handed to Hank and drank the water in the cup: "I'm sorry for listening at the door for so long."

But there was no trace of embarrassment on Ron's face.