Daily life of an American TV drama agent

"It's nothing, I just need a house, and the price Phil gave me is very reasonable." Ron reached out and touched Claire's husband Phil Dunphy with his fist.

"Of course, we are buddies, how could I do something to cheat my buddies?"

Just when Ron started to plan to find a house, the neighbor next door to Dunfee's house happened to be divorced and the property was for sale. Ron went to see the house once and booked it because he thought it was good.

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Just when Ron was about to pay, another marijuana dealer also took a fancy to the house and planned to raise the price to snatch it away from Ron. However, just when Phil thought that Ron might have a fight with him When the price war made him a lot of money, Ron suddenly took out his business card and asked:

"Hello, I'm a tax officer from the IRS. Have you paid taxes on the marijuana you sold?"

As a result, Ron not only bought the house, but even part of the money came from the unlucky marijuana dealer.

"Welcome, Uncle Cooper." Claire's children also gathered around happily. Among them, Hailey's expression was the happiest. She stared at Ron with starry eyes and said, "Uncle Cooper, from now on I will Can we have a party at your house?”

Claire was already shaking her head at Ron from behind Hailey, so Ron could only shake his head along with her.

"Of course not," Ron whispered while Claire wasn't paying attention, "But if you can promise to clean the house afterwards, I have no problem with opening it secretly."

"Yeah!" Hailey waved her little fist excitedly.

"Hey! Don't think I didn't see it! Hailey, you are not allowed to have a party at your uncle's house!" Claire said unhappy: "Ron, you are too indulgent to them, Hailey is still a child."

"No, Claire, Hailey is already an adult. In a few years, she will be able to drink with us. Think about what you were doing at her age? Although I was still in junior high school at that time, 'Everything I’ve heard of Clare’s famous name who dares to do it, wait a minute!”

Ron suddenly showed a bad smile mid-sentence, and Claire had a vague premonition, and sure enough...

"I remember that in one year, you should be pregnant with Hailie..."

"What?! I was conceived when you were in college?" Hailey looked shocked.

"OK, these are not things you should know. Children, it's time for you to clean up the house. Anyone who doesn't clean up the house today will not be allowed to attend Uncle Cooper's housewarming party."

Seeing that the situation was not good, Claire quickly sent the children away.

"You also prepared a housewarming party for me? Thank you, but I don't plan to move here just yet. I'm just here to stay for two days." Ron said a little touched: "After all, this is an old house. I Think I need some redecorating, Phil, can I give you this job as well?”

"Of course, my buddy~" Phil agreed readily. Frankly speaking, Ron's attitude toward him was many times better than his father-in-law's: "What style do you plan to decorate it in?"

"Modern and simple, it is best to replace the wooden floors with ceramic tiles, which will be easier to take care of. I also need to replace a batch of furniture, which looks ordinary but actually has hidden compartments where you can put some Pistols, grenades and other small bits and pieces.”

"As you know, my job is somewhat dangerous and I often offend people. It wouldn't be surprising if there might be a gunfight next door one day while you are sleeping."

The Dunphys were stunned by Ron's special request. Claire pushed her husband with her arm: "Why do I now feel that having Ron as a neighbor is not as good as the marijuana dealer before? At least we won't be involved in anything dangerous." .”

"Haha, it's just a joke, don't be nervous," Ron laughed out loud at Claire's appearance: "I won't hide weapons everywhere in the house."

Before Claire could breathe a sigh of relief, Ron continued: "I will only install a Gatling gun by the windows in the front yard and the backyard. A friend of mine named Chris decorated his house like this. The effect is very good.”

Claire was shocked again, but she still held on to her last glimmer of hope and asked, "This is a joke, right?"

"Of course not," Ron shook his head and said regretfully: "Actually, if I hadn't considered that Hailey might sneak out through my yard to attend the party at night, I would have wanted to plant a few more landmines in the yard, even if they were old-fashioned. Bouncing Betty will do.”

At this time, Claire finally gave up the last chance and covered her head in pain. It was better to let the marijuana dealers live in. At least now that California has legalized marijuana, the marijuana dealers will not be entangled with gangs all day long like before. ……I guess so?

"This basement is good. It's big enough and can be transformed into a weapons room. I just need to get a few shelves. However, the garage is a bit small and can only park two cars. I need a garage that can accommodate four cars. One car usually Drive one, one for fun, one for work, and one for escape..."

Over there, Ron had already pulled Phil and started talking endlessly about his transformation plan. Halfway through, his cell phone suddenly rang. Ron glanced at the number, apologized to Phil and walked aside.

"Good afternoon, Ron. Recently, my distant cousin has been asked to take care of you. How is he doing? I heard that he is having a passionate relationship with the escort who is helping him detoxify."

"Jon Watson, you happen to have the same surname as the man who lives with your brother. When you gossip about someone behind their back, at least remember the person's name. This is basic courtesy. Thank you."

Ron said angrily: "I don't think you want to ask me about your cousin's current situation when you call me now, right? You usually leave this kind of thing to your secretary."

"So you also asked the secretary to reply to me, right?"

"Of course, that's reasonable," Ron said matter-of-factly: "Mycroft, I heard that you have always been a very busy person, why don't we skip this hypocritical British politeness and talk about the topic directly? Why are you looking for me this time?"

"Well, a big thing happened in the UK recently. James Wilson died in his official residence at No. 10 Downing Street." Mycroft suddenly lowered his voice: "Currently we are still blocking the news. There are about two people from the Security Department. An announcement will be made in an hour.”

James Wilson, the current Prime Minister of the United Kingdom, died in office just a year and a half into his term. This was a big event for the world.

"Sorry, but what does this have to do with me?"

"The doctor's preliminary diagnosis is that he died of natural causes in his sleep, but the intelligence department I am in charge of has a different opinion. They believe that James died of poisoning. I need your help, Ron."