Daily life of an American TV drama agent

"Hey, what are you all doing in a daze? You must be thinking about what gifts I brought you, right?" Ron showed a knowing look, opened the suitcase and was about to get the gift, when Sheldon and Amy took a quick step. Stepping in front of Ron, one person grabbed Ron's arm at the other.

"Ron, come and judge for me, Sheldon (Amy) has gone too far!" the two said in unison.

After saying that, the two of them glared at each other, and started chattering to Ron again. The quarrel made Ron's ears hurt for a while, but Ron also figured out the matter from their quarrel. The ins and outs of.

To put it simply, Sheldon and Amy decided to use a lottery method to give each aspect of the wedding to them, and one of them was responsible for it. However, they did not expect that when they combined the different aspects that they were responsible for, When they arrived, they got a weird wedding with a weird mix of styles, which was not what they wanted.

"Ron! Amy is simply crazy. Do you know what she plans to do? He actually plans to replace the cancellation with a dog that urinates everywhere!"

"So what? You're going to change the witness to Spider-Man, who can't even walk on his own!"

Before Ron said a word, the young couple who were about to get married started arguing again. When the two finally finished arguing again, Ron thought they would take a break. Unexpectedly, the two of them The heads turned around at the same time.

"Ron, what do you think?"

"I see with my eyes that I shouldn't have come back so early!" Ron said angrily. Leng Feng, who had avenged his great revenge, was planning to invite him to go to China with him, but out of respect for his motherland in his previous life, in order to avoid Because of ourselves and the temptation to bring all the messy things together, we finally declined this very tempting idea.

"Okay, I'll leave this to you. I'll go back to my house and stay one night. We'll discuss your outrageous ideas tomorrow when we're free, okay?"

This weekend, Raj followed the Pritchett family on their trip to the lake as Alex's boyfriend. Ron's house happened to be vacant, and maybe he could give himself a grand welcome ceremony.

Just do what you say. This is Ron's most obvious advantage. He immediately edited a message, selected the group marked as comrades in the phone's address book, and sent it out.

"Hey! Ron, are you listening? Amy actually plans to recite our wedding vows in Latin! This part should obviously belong to me. I have already decided to recite our wedding vows in Klingon. Then It must be super cool.”

And when he said this, Ron had already walked to the door: "So it depends on whether you can get the bride's consent. I wish you a happy discussion tonight~"

After saying that, before Sheldon could continue to persuade him to stay, Ron quickly ran out and closed the door behind him, leaving Sheldon and Amy alone in the apartment, continuing to stare at each other.

After a sleepless night, although he was tired, Ron felt surprisingly good after venting his negative emotions over the past few days. However, this good state lasted until he returned to his long-lost office and faced the mountains of documents on his desk. At that moment, his face suddenly fell.

"Andy, I have long said that I am not a leader who likes to hold on to power." Ron Zhi flipped through two books at random and immediately lost interest in them all: "For an ordinary tax account book like this, you only need to do As long as the annual report is good enough to be able to withstand the review of the Finance Department, there is no need for me to read it, I am only responsible for the final signature."

"No, BOSS. In fact, only the two books you flipped through at the top are the ledgers. The others are all lawyer letters or complaint letters sent by various companies in Los Angeles or other law enforcement agencies."

"So many?!" Ron stared at the documents piled high on the table. He picked up a letter and opened it. It was a complaint complaining about Carl's use of violence to collect taxes from street shops.

The complaint was received by the Los Angeles Police Department, but the Los Angeles Police Department did not dare to take action against Ron's men, so they could only transfer the complaint to the IRS, which meant that Ron would take care of it.

It was precisely because of seeing this letter of complaint that Ron remembered that Gizelle seemed to have mentioned something when she came over last night. The two little guys' agent course was over and they were now being taught by two old teachers. Entering the internship stage.

And the long-standing competitive relationship between Hank and Arthur also extends to Carl and Luke. The two of them are engaged in a boring tax competition. The losing team is responsible for cleaning the entire IRS Special Operations Team headquarters. toilet.

"No, this is just part of it." Andy shook his head. He was the only person in the entire special operations team who could help Ron share administrative work: "It's just that most of the contents of their complaints were similar. For example, they complained about Carl. Most of the content about violent tax collection is about him throwing paint randomly. I don’t know who my child learned this bad habit from. Anyone who doesn’t pay taxes or owes taxes will splash red paint on the door of the shop. Paint, if the shop owner comes out to stop it, he will also splash paint on people."

At this point, Andy looked at Ron deeply with expressionless eyes. Ron lowered his head guiltily. He remembered the tax collection stories that Carl had told him before.

"Okay, let's put these complaints of Karl aside for a moment and tell me about Luke. He is my cousin's child. He is a child with a careful mind and keen insight. What is rare is that this child also has many He has a good level of music and can learn all instruments instantly. If he doesn’t become an agent, even joining a band would be a good choice. I don’t believe he would be as rude as Carl.”

"Hehehe, right? BOSS?" Andy laughed dryly, but for some reason, Ron felt guilty again.

"Luke is of course a good boy, and he has never used collection methods like Carl." Ron's heart relaxed, but he didn't expect Andy to change the subject:

"However, he recently got it from nowhere, an oriental instrument like a trumpet, and went to play it in front of the shops that did not pay taxes on time. The sound of this instrument is very strange. When the instrument is played, it seems that All other instruments in the world are overshadowed, and no matter what music this instrument plays, it gives people a sad feeling, as if... it seems..."

Andy couldn't find a suitable adjective for a moment.

"It's just like the grief of losing a relative or friend, right?" Ron interrupted, he had already vaguely guessed what kind of instrument it was.

"Yes, that's the feeling!" Andy's eyes lit up: "Of course, that doesn't mean there is no good side at all. The owner of the souvenir shop at No. 223 Hollywood Street, Bob, who once participated in the Korean War, was actually beaten by him. The song made him stand up from his wheelchair, turn around and run wildly. You know, he has been paralyzed in his lower limbs for many years. The doctor said this is simply a medical miracle."

"Old Bob, of course I remember this guy. I remember that during the Korean War, he served in the 1st Marine Division." Ron showed a playful smile on his lips: "It's no wonder, don't say it's him. If you replace any American veteran who participated in the Korean War, you can give them a great shock to their souls."

"I don't know why, but I think you should control these people. Now the IRS is notorious in Los Angeles." Andy said sadly.

"No. I don't think they need to be disciplined now. On the contrary, I would like to remind you that they should be deliberately indulged occasionally." Ron shook his head and rejected Andy's suggestion.

"Why?" Andy was confused. Since becoming Ron's deputy, he had read a lot of books on management. This was the first time he had heard of Ron's management style.

"No reason, just because we are IRS, we are not born to make others like us. If it is to make others like me, I might as well become an actor. With my face, I will definitely be able to make a living in Hollywood. eat."

, Ron looked in the mirror and admired his handsome face that he never tire of, turned to look at Andy, and said seriously: "Remember, we are a law enforcement department, a law enforcement department that operates independently without relying on Los Angeles municipal funds, so we There is no need to consider the feelings of ordinary citizens like the police station.

There is only one thing we have to do, and that is to keep them intimidated and make them fear us, that's all. They don't keep forgetting or deliberately missing those damn taxes like they do now. "

Ron threw the documents on the table out of the window like garbage: "That's it for now. You know what to do next. If those two little guys are tired of playing the tax collection game recently, you can We also need to remind them to increase their efforts, okay, today’s work is over, it’s time for me to inspect the progress of our new equipment.”

Ron took less than an hour to finish the backlog of work during this period, turned around, left the office, and drove to Caltech.

Yesterday, he was distracted by Sheldon's wedding, and he never had time to ask about the progress of the new battery, so he planned to go to Caltech to find out on the spot.

But what he didn't expect was that when he helped him carry his dinner plate to the cafeteria of Caltech and look for his team of scientists, the topic from last night was still going on.

"Hi, Ron, you're here just in time, sit down quickly," Sheldon diligently pulled out a chair for Ron. When Ron sat down, he immediately turned to everyone and asked, "Which one do you think will destroy Ron?" A wedding in Mi’s heart? Changing the wedding cake from filled to salty? Or changing the cake’s icing to solidified gravy?”

"The answer is yourself, Sheldon. Having a groom like you is enough to ruin the wedding in her heart." Leonard rolled his eyes so angrily. Before Ron came, he was close to Sheldon's office. relationship, have been forced to listen to ideas all morning about how to ruin a wedding.

Sheldon muttered unhappily: "Please, I won't really make such a cake. I'm just using this to blackmail Amy into agreeing to let every guest get a ring."

"So on the wedding day, do you plan to get married with all the guests present?" Ron couldn't help but be deeply impressed by Sheldon's imagination.

"No, because in this way, we can get a supreme magic ring that can rule you."

Ron almost fell into his Sarah. There was nothing he could do. Ron spread his hands helplessly and looked like Howard, meaning it's your turn.

"I almost forgot, which mental hospital are you two living in?" Howard began to complain as expected.

"We are not mentally ill. I said this is just a means of negotiation and exchange. Only in this way will I..."

Sheldon planned to continue talking, but Ron had already impatiently raised his hand to signal him to stop:

"Listen, Sheldon, I don't care if you are sick or not, but believe me, if this continues, all you will get is a wedding that neither of you will like. This makes me want to ask you, do you really want to get married? ?"

"Of course, if I don't plan to get married, why do I need to prepare such a troublesome wedding?" Sheldon asked.

"Well, since you are planning to get married and have handed over the details of the wedding, but you have been unable to agree, I wonder if you could simplify these things. Anyway, you love each other. Maybe you just need to go to the city hall to simply register. You can avoid the stress of planning a wedding.”

Ron's words made Sheldon think deeply, and there was finally a brief silence at the dinner table. This silence lasted until they were about to finish the meal, when Sheldon suddenly raised his head and startled everyone.

"No, this is not the wedding I want, nor is it what Amy wants. This is like a great scientist finally discovering dark matter. He will definitely get the Nobel Prize openly, not secretly, and the same goes for Amy. Likewise, we need a ceremony to tell the world."

For once, Sheldon said nothing in his usual annoying style. Ron nodded with satisfaction. It could be seen that he had indeed thought carefully when he said this.

"Then it seems to me there is only one way."

"What can I do?" Sheldon asked quickly.

"Just like the batteries you helped me develop, I won't directly let you help me produce them. That would be overusing materials. Instead, I would find a foundry to produce them for us. The same goes for you."

Ron smiled evilly and looked at Raj, who had been silent next to him: "Since you and Amy quarreled as soon as they talked about the wedding plan, why not try to outsource the wedding? Even Apple's customer service center is outsourced. If you’re an Indian, why can’t you have a wedding?”

For a time, everyone's eyes were focused on Raj. As we all know, Raj's personality is a bit feminine. At the same time, he also likes to organize and plan activities. Sheldon's eyes are getting brighter and brighter.