Daily life of an American TV drama agent

Ron sent his best search men to visit places with a lot of Asians. At the same time, he asked Uncle Fried Chicken to contact all the underground clinics on the road to find patients with gunshot wounds.

In the end, they found nothing except a bunch of poor people who couldn't pay a penny in taxes. Even among the poor people who were shot, there were very few Asians, let alone ninjas. All this shows that One problem is that this mysterious ninja is indeed from a large organization as he thought.

Only in this way could he treat the wound without alerting Ron, because such large organizations usually have their own doctors or similar medical institutions, and there is no need to be like those little thieves who were just treated by veterinarians in underground black clinics. The doctors who had changed careers made them scream.

As for where he came from?

Haha, even if Ron thought about it with his toes, he knew that it must be Aideen again, which scared him so much that he was nervous for several days.

If two or more ninjas like White Ghost came at once, he might be able to protect himself, but not his family. Family had always been Ron's weakness.

Fortunately, in the next few days, the skilled ninja never appeared again, nor did any strangers harass his family. Ron finally breathed a sigh of relief.

It seems that even for an organization as powerful as Aideen, there are not enough top experts like White Ghost that Ron can dispatch at will, as Ron imagined.

"Little rich girl, how does it feel to drive a sports car and work in a small restaurant near the slums?" Ron found a seat to sit down in the Williamsburg restaurant, which happened to be the area that Max was responsible for.

Because Mr. and Mrs. Smith returned from vacation, Ron no longer has to stare there every day. Compared to Ron, the couple is more suitable to take care of the children, and they can also practice with the little devils.

Mr. and Mrs. Smith have already put the matter of having a child on the agenda.

"It's great. Everyone along the way looks back and pays homage to our car, so I feel like I'm a big shot." Max felt very good.

The car Ron gave him was now used by the two of them as their main means of transportation. However, because the movie was a hit and the T-shirt business was making a lot of money, Caroline had some different thoughts. She bought back the Maserati that Mr. Channing gave her.

Although cars tend to drop in price as long as they are second-hand, and this is a customized sports car, the price drops even more dramatically, but it never drops to the same price as cabbage.

Therefore, although the business of selling T-shirts was good, the sisters' wallets were visibly deflated again, and they even owed Ron a lot of money.

"Okay, but I think it's better for you to drive the car I gave you. This car is too eye-catching."

"Don't worry, I only drive it out occasionally. Thank you Ron for being willing to lend me money, otherwise I would not be able to keep it." Taking advantage of the gap between food delivery, Caroline also came over to express her gratitude: "This is the only link I have to the past. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't be able to keep this gift."

"If Mr. Qian Ning had not gone in, I believe you would have had an extremely wonderful birthday. To be honest, I never thought you would be so strong. If it were anyone else, you would have fallen from that kind of life to where you are today." Crazy, not only did you survive it, but you even lived a good life?"

Ron picked up a piece of fried chicken, even though he was already very hungry. After carefully checking that there was nothing suspicious on the fried chicken, such as curly hair, he still threw the fried chicken back on the plate uneasily.

He still doesn’t have the guts to touch the things Oliver made~

"But is it really worth spending so much money for a car, or as you said, memories related to the past? If you are willing, I know a man named Roman. He is stupid and has a lot of money. He should be very willing. I’ll buy your car and give it to his new girlfriend who doesn’t know who he is.”

During the previous operation in Brazil, everyone in Toretto's racing gang received a large amount of money. In comparison, Ron was much stingy with his subordinates. Most of the money went into his own pocket. Then it flowed into the scientific research laboratory of Caltech.

Caroline shook her head: "No, I decided to keep it."

Ron cast a helpless look at Max, who quickly expressed his stance: "I stand with her."

"Okay, in this case, you owe me two hundred thousand dollars now. Even if the T-shirts are sold smoothly, after deducting the money divided between the theaters and me, you will still owe me about eighty thousand dollars. You really Do you plan to keep that car forever?”

Ron expressed doubts about Caroline's real purpose. You know, since Caroline lived in the slums, she has become completely different from before. She has become so careful with her money that she even calculates the auntie's towel to the capacity limit before replacing it. How is this possible? Doing such stupid things for the sake of feelings?

Sure enough, they were soon defeated in Ron's eyes.

"Okay, I want to lend the car to Sophie for her wedding, and at the same time put the car in the garage and rent it to others to make money." Caroline spread her hands like Ron did: "You know what? This way The rent for a car costs at least three hundred dollars a day. If it is rented out half the time in a year, it will be paid back in five years. After that, every day's income will be earned~"

"Well, I have to say this is a good idea."

Ron looked at Caroline pitifully. Caroline waited for a while before realizing that something was wrong with Ron's gaze, and asked a little uneasily: "What? Is there something wrong with my calculation?"

"First of all, you forgot to include the maintenance cost of the car. The car rental agency will deduct this money from your income," Ron sighed. He felt more and more that Caroline's business school was really in vain. Read: "In addition, for a high-end sports car like this, if there are no accidents, the annual insurance cost will be about 5% of the price of the vehicle itself, which decreases year by year. In other words, it will cost $20,000 per year."

"Twenty thousand US dollars!?" Max was struck by lightning: "Then when we rent a car, our annual income will be less than thirty thousand US dollars, right?"

"That's not all," Ron crossed his hands and raised his chin: "Have you forgotten what my profession is?"

"Aren't you an agent? The kind like 007 who travels to all kinds of high-end occasions and falls in love with beautiful women like me." Max said stupidly and innocently.

But Caroline was not so naive. At this moment, she finally remembered the fear of being dominated by the tax bureau, and her voice trembled: "You are an IRS agent."

"Yes, that's right. So, I have one more thing to remind you, that is, the income from renting out personal assets for profit. We have a proper term here called capital gains tax. According to the tax rate of this state, 30% of net income needs to be paid.”

Ron took out a 1040 form from his pocket and looked helplessly at the two unlucky girls: "So, are you ready to pay taxes?"

Sorry, I drank too much yesterday. Today... I will try my best to perform well in the future and ensure that I will continue to do better after completing the book~ Readers, please be so generous, don’t blame us~