Daily life of an American TV drama agent

"Then it'll just be French fries, or I can make you a beef burger."

"Okay, that's them." Ron handed the menu back to Max and quietly played with his phone while waiting for the food to be served. Although Apple's first smartphone had just been launched, Ron did not buy one. But it doesn't mean that other mobile phones don't have a better game to pass the time.

For example, there is a game called City Skyscraper on Nokia mobile phones. As long as you use a crane to lower the floors one by one so that they do not fall down, you can add buildings infinitely higher. When Ron first found this game, he instantly felt like a teenager.

But at this time, Ron's energy was not all on his mobile phone, but on playing games casually, and occasionally glancing at the bar opposite from the corner of his eye.

At this time, Harry's son, the thin killer, had put his head on the big man's shoulder, which made Ron feel numb.

"These killers really have no bottom line. In order to complete the task, they can even change their orientation! It's like a two-way hand plug." Peggy complained in the earphones, and Ron nodded with deep approval.

Caroline walked angrily with her "clumping" high heels and finally arrived late. Due to the angle, she didn't see Ron, but walked directly to Max and stretched out her palm.

"Are you happy now? I look like a stripper from Cambodia!" Caroline's nails were all painted a gaudy bright red, and they were extended with prostheses. They looked extremely cheap. .

"They are more often called 'ping pong shooters'"

"This cost me seventy dollars and forty-three cents! She forced me to have fake nails done, and then she had to pay her a tip for doing the fake nails," Caroline was going crazy: "And because you didn't come, I didn't get it. Buy one get one free discount.”

Max had a half-smile on his face: "Look, it's different when your little lover is here. You feel more confident."

"WHAT?!" Caroline followed Max's gaze and finally saw Ron. Then, like a frightened rabbit, she quickly crouched down behind the counter, stuck her butt out and peeked at Ron secretly.

Max opened his mouth in surprise at Caroline's exaggerated performance: "Hey, what's wrong with you? You guys are obviously sleeping in bed together, but you're still afraid of meeting each other?!"

"I don't want him to see me in this stupid, ugly uniform! I'd rather appear naked in front of him. To me, this is as huge a disaster as my father's arrest!"

"Are you sure you want to do this in front of Oleg?" Max said with a bad smile: "Just a reminder, he is looking at the scenery under your skirt to satisfy himself. I guess he is imagining what you just said. story."

Caroline turned her head, and she saw that Oleg was lying on the table, staring at his butt with a smile on his face. One hand was tinkering with something under the table, but his body was swaying back and forth rhythmically.

Caroline exclaimed and stood up suddenly, covering her skirt with her hands and glaring at Oleg angrily.

"Um..." Ron had already walked to the stage at some point: "Let me interrupt, although this uniform is ugly and stupid, it looks stunningly beautiful on both of you."

"Thank you." Caroline turned around, but her hands were still behind her back, covering her skirt.

If it was only Ron, she would rather open it and show it to him, but as for Oleg, forget it~

"Max, I've left the meal fee and tip on the table. Sorry, something urgent happened and I need to go. See you next time."

"Goodbye Ron." X3, Oleg also waved to Ron from the window.

After Ron left, Caroline finally returned to normal and continued the quarrel with Max just now: "Max, I am really angry to be your best friend, but obviously there is something wrong with you."

Of course, Max was not used to her bad habits: "Follow me to the cold room."

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Ron left early.

Of course, it wasn't because Peggy was watching. He didn't dare to have anything happen with the two girls. He tried to coerce Peggy, but it didn't matter if Peggy didn't know about his temper the first day.

Maybe I secretly watched him having sex with another woman before.

With Nanizi's integrity, this is very possible.

The main reason why Ron left was because he saw that Harry's son had left early, and the stronger guy hesitated a little before chasing after him.

So of course Ron followed him out, and as he walked, he threw his expensive suit jacket into the trash can and pulled his tie a little further.

And before the strong man looked back in confusion, he turned around and went into a small Chinese supermarket on the roadside, bought a bottle of the cheapest wine and came out. The latter continued to follow after turning around and not finding any suspicious person.

"Hi, dear, I have to remind you that you made a stupid decision. According to my observation, this man likes petite ones. If you plan to use seduction to snatch a man from that rookie killer, you will probably make a mistake. .”

Ron almost choked to death on a sip of wine!

"I suggest you read less of these unfair books." Ron gargles the wine in his mouth, making sure that the taste of low-quality alcohol is in his mouth. He swallows a little, spits out the rest, and then raises the bottle. He poured it all over his head and stooped up, making him look a little shorter than before.

Then it instantly switched to a drunken man with blurred eyes and staggering steps. With his expensive and wrinkled shirt, he looked like a middle-class person who had just gone bankrupt or divorced.

Peggy couldn't help but praise her: "Your acting skills are so amazing. If I hadn't known you for many years, I would have thought that you just lost all your money playing stocks.

To be honest, even if you don't work as an agent, you can make a living in Hollywood with your acting skills. Maybe the Oscar statuette will be yours. To be honest, do you want to consider changing careers? "

"You know I don't like living in the spotlight, and you know that the statuette is not pure gold~" Ron sang the words loudly in an aria-like tune, and passers-by couldn't help smelling the smell of alcohol on his body. He frowned.

He said "Damn drunkard!" and left in a hurry. Several people in a row, no one suspected that he was talking to someone else on the phone, they all thought he was just a drunken maniac.

After a few back and forth, they found the target again under Peggy's guidance. What's even more amazing is that his appearance did not attract the slightest attention from the two of them.

Ron was extremely proud and addicted to drama. He even took a few quick steps and inserted his body between the two of them arrogantly. He jumped directly on the strong man and sprayed a big mouthful of alcohol at the strong man with his eyes wide open.

"Hey! Boy, what about you! I'm an IRS agent. Have you paid taxes recently?!"

The strong man scratched Ron's face in disgust and pushed him away: "Drunk, get away from me!"