The daily life of American drama detective

"Vickers, what's wrong?"

Everyone saw the anger flashing in Vickers' eyes, and they were a little confused, so Caroline asked in surprise.

In their view, it was not the first time that Vickers had dealt with Chuck, and they should know that Chuck had this personality.

Monica also witnessed with her own eyes that Chuck's conversation with Vickers was more straightforward than this before, and she didn't see how Vickers was doing, and she still had the same calm expression of talking and laughing.

I didn't expect that Chuck's normal sentence would break the defense in front of so many people.

It really made them feel a little inexplicable who didn't know the three flavors.

But everyone's IQ is above smart, so although they don't understand the stalk, they quickly guessed that Chuck had investigated Vickers beforehand, and what he said must have connotations, which made a top socialite like Vickers feel it. Deeply offended.

So even the top socialite in Manhattan who has always claimed to be the most accepting of art and at the forefront of fashion, when she really feels deeply offended, her American smirk and generosity can no longer be pretended.

She is most receptive to art, yes.

But please don’t forget that she is also a capitalist, and for capitalists, art that can create wealth is good art.

In many cases, the artists who can create the most value and wealth are often dead artists.

Van Gogh, Monet.

These great artists were all impoverished during their lifetime, and after their death, any one of their works of art would cost astronomical figures at every turn.

Once an artist dies, the number of their works is fixed, allowing for unlimited hype.

Only in this way can the profit be maximized.

Here is the real artist, enjoying a natural death, or seeming to have.

After all, suicide, death of illness and so on, under the sky of Europe and America, already makes people PTSD, it is hard not to let people think about it.

Once some art farmers (art farmers) supported by capital are considered to have maximized their interests, they don't even have a chance of 'natural death'.

There are not one or two cases in which the capital of Yinong in his hand wanted to cash out in advance and directly killed Yinong in his hand, and he was too lazy to cover it up carefully.

And now she looks at Chuck who looks at her asking 'anything else' like her domineering and cold father, she really wants to maximize the interests of Chuck, an 'artist' who offends her.

If it could be done, she would definitely do it!
"Do not……"

Vix Wieland didn't look at Caroline, but stared at Chuck, and slowly said the same answer, but didn't say the title of father.

Chuck looked at her calmly, knowing her psychology clearly.

That's right!

He did it on purpose!

He didn't like this ambitious woman who was vicious and always approached him, so he deliberately poked her lungs to make her feel uncomfortable, so it was best to keep him at a respectful distance.

The so-called offending 'art', there is no difference between intentional or careless, all are intentional!
The last person who did this was that venomous TV host, who used the name of art all day long to talk freely and wantonly.

As a result, it was sprayed on Chuck, and Chuck directly exposed his criminal nature, and let him go to prison, which became a joke of everyone and the "pistachio" of his colleagues in the prison. Of course, he couldn't be happy himself.

After all, flowers bloom and bear fruit, and only when the flowers wither can they bear fruit.

As a "pistachio", there is no such thing as a happy smile, and only the fruit is left to be destroyed.

It was also at that time that Chandler, a guy who likes to laugh at himself, officially came into contact with this business, and even Chuck said that he really wanted to start with this funny joke, accumulating capital and competing for the leadership in the future.

But even with Chuck backing him up, he still only dared to laugh at himself, and didn't dare to offend others at all.

Because Chuck told him clearly that once he embarks on the so-called "artistic road" of the same mainstream as the vicious radio host, he will suffer retribution sooner or later, and Chuck can't save him.

There are desperate writers who write manuscripts over and over again. The first draft, the second draft, and the N draft discuss with you over and over again.

There are also rehearsals and audience feedback, and these burdens and stalks have been repeatedly sculpted one after another.

What is careless, what is not intentional, unless it is intentional, no one will believe such nonsense!

Chandler's most admired idol, Deborah, a well-known comedian actor who is based in Las Vegas, lost the right to be the first actress to have her own show on a TV station because of rumors and controversy. I regret the opportunity to leave my name in history for the rest of my life.

She is surrounded by people who stack buffs, the maid is an old minority woman with a free personality, the manager is a gay African-American who loves environmental protection, the casino girl she befriends is a Chinese single mother, and the competitor is SHIELD Chinese American Melinda, her female writer is a double heart love.

Just living in such a correct environment, trying to show friendliness to the right group, but by accident, she got on the lace-trimmed rainbow cruise ship she hates most, and it is full of messy lace trims ready to play and exchange.

She went up to make jokes, except for her flattering saying 'women understand women better' and got good feedback, all other content received only hostility and targeting from everyone, and then she was driven out in despair.

She didn't even dare to deliberately offend them, but as long as she didn't support them and obey them completely, then even if the people close to her were full of buffs, it would still be useless.

Want to gain both fame and fortune by offending others, and this other person is not an ordinary person who can only be bullied without fighting back?

In free America, what a beautiful thing to think!

Her writer is called a desperate writer, because she offended the boss by writing jokes and was immediately hidden by the company. She has been directly reduced from a talented writer with infinite glory to a desperate writer who can't find a job.

In the end, she could only fly from California to Las Garves, in this remote place in her eyes, to write jokes for the outdated old woman she despises the most.

In order for the two to write a story that has a strong enough offensive effect, without offending them so unscrupulously that they are not offended civilians who are angry and helpless, but big bosses with physical feedback, they were beaten to death with a stick again and strangled. Brains.

With the original intention of debuting as a venomous radio host, the tragic experience of the idol team, and Chuck’s clear reminder, Chandler is terrified and walks on thin ice. Always remember to try not to offend others and only focus on offending yourself. This is money. The real confidence that Dele dared to go to Las Vegas to start the show alone.

Otherwise, one east coast, one west coast, it's really a matter. By the time Chuck rushed over, he had already practiced the art of diving at the bottom of Lake Mead.

Ok.

As long as Lake Mead doesn't dry up, he can dive forever.

That's it.

"The satellite is about to launch."

At this time, Chuck's cell phone rang, looked at it, and said to everyone: "Let's go there."

Everyone agreed to gather those fanatical and weird fans whose expressions were hard to maintain even for the professional actor Leonard Nimoy who came here, and went to the main control room of the launch to witness the whole process of the satellite launch together.

Vix Wieland followed with a gloomy face.

After all, what she said about the close connection between her family's communication company and the launch center was not a joke, but a fact.

On this occasion, there is no need to keep her out.

Even the Mediterranean horse Hwa Hwa, who was smashed by the butt of a three-gun, 'I can't keep his handsome looks', was there.

"Are you saying this launch will be successful?"

While everyone was waiting for the final preparations, Little Howard couldn't help muttering.

"Of course it will work!"

Monica glared at her little cousin displeased.

This kind of moment should be a happy moment, why do you have to say such bad things.

"Not always!"

Little Sheldon answered straightforwardly: "The success rate of American satellite launches is only 92%, and there is still a possibility of failure!"

As he spoke, he glanced at Chuck.

He dared not say it directly, but he would be happy to see Chuck fail!
"Don't worry, even if the remaining 8% fall, the probability of hitting this launch center is less than one in [-]."

Chuck said blankly.

"..."

Little Sheldon's expression froze, and he immediately looked up, his eyes gradually began to panic.

Everyone smiled helplessly.

Little Leonard and Little Howard even gloated and laughed.

Everyone understands that even if there is only a one-ten-thousandth probability, for Little Sheldon, it is a [-]% probability.

Little Sheldon, who has obsessive-compulsive disorder and persecuted delusional disorder, has deeply comprehended the Murphy's law that "for an event with a probability of 1% to happen to an individual, the probability is 100%".

So when Chuck said this, most of Sheldon's energy was focused on worrying about the failure of the launch.

Originally, he was very happy to see Chuck fail, but now Chuck can reverse it with a word.

I have to say that the big devil Chuck is really perfect for the troublesome little shit-hating little Sheldon!
"It won't fail."

With scars on his face, Martian, the Mediterranean horse who looked funny, complimented: "There is only one result and that is the launch is successful. The only difference is whether it is 92% successful, 95% successful, or 100% successful!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone looked over in unison, and they all looked at Ma Martian in the Mediterranean Sea differently.

Especially Vickers, whose face was gloomy because of Chuck's words, looked at the Mediterranean Martian with a surprised expression. If Chuck could describe his eyes as: "Hey, you are really a genius!"

"Have you ever been to India?"

Vickers Wieland couldn't help asking.

"No."

Ma Martian in the Mediterranean was taken aback, but still looked at Vickers with a threatening aura with a puzzled smile: "Miss Wieland, why do you ask that?"

As a student of the Wharton School of Business, he advocated the art of trading and wanted to make money. Of course, he knew Vix Wieland, one of the top ladies in Manhattan who was at the same level as the Princess of America.

"What a pity."

Vickers said lightly: "India is a magical country."

"of course."

Ma Martian in the Mediterranean is also a smart person, and he is a caring person. He has known the Wieland company, and after a little thought, he understood why Vickers said this, and immediately complimented: "Mr. Peter Wieland was born in Mumbai, India. The young genius who created the huge Wieland company now must have been deeply influenced by that magical land, Mr. Peter Wieland, and if I have the opportunity, I would like to go there and accept the magical influence."

Vickers couldn't help but look at Chuck when she heard this, her face became more and more ugly.

Because what Ma Huxing from the Mediterranean is right, her old father who is the only one who respects me was born in Mumbai, India since she was a child.

Although there is no 60-year-old prince in the world, she is capable and ambitious, and she has more and more conflicts with her elderly father, but she still has the pride and pride of his children in her heart for the genius father who founded Wieland Company from scratch. agree.

Although Ma Martian in the Mediterranean has spoken out the classic Indian-style success probability theory, he has nothing to do with India.

But there is one person who has a deep relationship with India.

That's right!

With her resources and ability, she has already found out everything about Chuck that she can find out. Of course, she also knows the news that Chuck was training with his biological father in India.

They are both geniuses, and they both have a deep connection with India. Now that Chuck said the phrase 'anything else' that her father often said to her, she would certainly not have a good face.

Chuck wants to be her dad?
She absolutely disagrees!

Impossible at any time!

"My name is Ma Martian."

Ma Martian of the Mediterranean took a look at Chuck standing with him, and didn't care about his Caroline at all, and introduced himself to Vickers.

Although Vickers is not as wealthy as Caroline, she is superior in terms of temperament and appearance.

Hug the thigh, as long as you can hug it, whoever you hug is not a hug.

"What's the matter with you?"

Vickers was a little interested in the Mediterranean horse Martian who said "Terma is really a genius", and asked, pointing to his face.

Mediterranean Martian immediately gave a quick overview of his situation, emphasizing his Wharton identity and his great ambition for space technology.

He knew that Wieland Corporation had strong communications and aerospace companies.

"It seems that you were unlucky before."

The more Vickers listened, the more surprised she became. She took a deep look at him, and the corner of her mouth curled up beautifully: "But from now on, your luck will improve."

Amidst the beating of Martian's heartbeat, Vickers said what he wanted to hear the most: "I have time to go to Wieland Company for an internship. If you have the ability, we will meet again soon."

"I must go!"

Mediterranean Horse Martian nodded heavily and accepted the offer decisively.

joke.

With the boss's daughter as the backstage, with his ability, after entering, wouldn't he just take off and head straight into space?
I was fantasizing excitedly, and the countdown sounded in the launch control room.

Listening to little Leonard and the others counting down, at the end, the big screen showed a big rocket roaring into the sky.

When the joy of a successful launch resounded in the launch control room, Chuck raised his decorative glasses, looked at the camera in the corner of the control room, and stared at the red dot.

In the shelter thousands of miles away, Anna was motionless, watching countless small TVs, and there seemed to be a rotating camera in her expressionless eyes, constantly rotating, as if the network speed was not enough when connecting to the Internet and kept spinning in circles.

Suddenly the door opened.

A blond beauty in her thirties, with an intellectual temperament but melancholy, with a pair of touching ice blue eyes, opened the door and walked in, calling softly, "Anna."