Daily life of an American TV drama agent

"Okay, I'm just going to perform... what the hell!" Raj was half-way through his words, when he suddenly realized something was wrong and shouted in panic: "Please, something big has happened! A woman fell from the sky!"

"Where did this woman come from?! We are already on the rooftop! Did she fall from the plane? But no plane passed just now! Is she an alien? Aliens are so beautiful now ?"

"I don't know, but the feel is no different from that of us earthlings," Raj stretched out his hand and poked the woman's face: "Her skin is very soft! Howard, come and touch it too..."

Just when Raj was about to try the touch on other places besides his face, the short-haired woman's eyelashes moved slightly, and then she suddenly opened her eyes. Raj's hand, which was about to do something wrong, froze in the air.

"Uh...you're awake. Who are you?" Raje stretched out his hand to touch the woman and was about to help the woman up. What he didn't expect was that his hand had just touched the woman's body, and the woman seemed to be suddenly activated by something. A flash of red light flashed in his eyes.

"Low threat target, suspected nymphomaniac tendencies."

A hand suddenly grabbed Raj's wrist, his feet were a little bit on the ground, and he flipped over from the ground, while holding Raj's arm and pushing him down to the ground.

"What are you doing? We just want to help you, I'm warning you, let go of Raj! Otherwise I will make you look good." Howard showed several karate postures in succession: "I'm warning you, I am a white belt in karate!"

Because of the woman's movements, the beautiful white flowers on her chest were exposed. Howard didn't have the intention to look at it, but just circled around the woman nervously.

After all, Raj is the true love.

"Zero threat target, combat mode is released." In the woman's eyes, Howard's body was coated with a layer of harmless green light. The strange red light in the woman's eyes extinguished and turned into black pupils that were no different from ordinary people. Although they were still empty, But at least it’s a little more popular than before.

She still didn't let go of Raj, looking around curiously, and finally fixed her eyes on Howard.

"What year is it now? Where is this?"

"Of course it's 2017, this is Pasadena, let go of Raj quickly, he can't breathe!" Howard shouted anxiously.

"What is the exact date?" the woman then asked.

"May 6th, let go!"

"The landing site is too far away. Fortunately, there are still two days left. We need to start taking action immediately." The woman muttered to herself and let go. Raj fell to the ground and gasped for air, unable to say a word for a while.

The woman looked at Raj, then looked down at her exposed skin: "Give me your clothes."

"No!" Raj guarded his chest with both hands in panic, as pitiful as a poor girl who was about to be raped, but his little resistance was really not enough for a woman.

I don’t know why, but this woman was surprisingly strong. She stripped Raj clean in just a few strokes, leaving him with only a pair of underwear shivering in the wind on the rooftop. Howard condemned this gangster behavior in words throughout the whole process, but he had no eggs. use.

"It's wrong to steal other people's clothes! We will call the police! Yes, we will definitely call the police! We have a very powerful friend, Ron, he will definitely..."

"Wait! You mean Ron?" The woman's eyes suddenly regained their luster: "Ron Lee Cooper?"

"Do you know Ron? He is a good friend of ours..."

"Take me to see him quickly." As soon as Howard finished speaking, his eyes blurred, and the woman had already come to him, grabbing his shoulders with both hands, and said anxiously.

"You hurt me," Howard patted the woman's hand, and the pressure on his shoulders finally relaxed a little: "He should be discussing cooperation with Musk now, but I can give him a call."

Howard Raj looked at each other and exchanged glances with each other. Well, it seems that this is another debt of love that Ron incurred from somewhere. No wonder he is so skilled. Maybe he is Ron's colleague.

Only this time they guessed wrong.

"Twenty million US dollars, plus 15% of Tesla shares, Elon, this price cannot be less."

After testing the performance of the battery on Ron's car, the negotiations quickly entered the bargaining stage.

"It's impossible. What you're selling is just the right to use the patent!" Returning to the business field he is most familiar with, Musk returned to the shrewd nature of a businessman: "If you are willing to sell the patented technology directly, even if it is twice the price, I will I’m also willing to contribute, you can think about it carefully.”

"That's simply impossible."

Are you kidding me? New battery technology that is three times more energy dense than lithium batteries and is not affected by low temperatures is not an exaggeration to say it is a new energy revolution. This means that electric vehicles will have the possibility to completely replace fuel vehicles. For Musk to swallow such a big cake in one bite, it would taste a bit too big.

"Then it seems we have nothing to talk about. Maybe I can ask other car companies that are interested in electric vehicles. Maybe they can meet my needs, don't you think so? Elon."

Ron smiled as he picked up the coffee and took a sip. His tone was gentle, but the content was full of threats.

"Of course, it is your freedom to choose who to cooperate with, and it is also our freedom."

Musk emphasized the word "we" heavily: "Although your technology is indeed very powerful, maybe others have the same idea as me. Is the current battery just enough?"

Ron can use technology to threaten Musk, and Musk can of course use his industry status to threaten Ron.

No matter how superior the performance of the battery is, it is useless if there are no cars to use it. If Musk shows off his strength and joins forces with other automobile giants to strangle Ron's new battery technology, then he will have to face a very embarrassing situation. That is to say, I obviously have good things that far exceed the market, but I can't sell them.

They can even join forces with the media to smear the new battery, just like smearing a major country. Even if they eat one more bite of meat, it will be a sin and it will have a bad impact on the global environment.

The negotiations had reached a deadlock at this point. At this moment, a clear cell phone ring rang.

"I'm sorry, I have something to do. Let's stop here today and we'll talk about it later." Ron glanced at the messages on his phone and couldn't help but frown.

"Of course, you are welcome to come back anytime," Musk raised his hand as a farewell gesture: "However, as your senior in the business field, I can give you a little experience for free today, the experience of buying vegetables at the vegetable market. Sets are of no use in business negotiations. When you figure it out, you can always contact my assistant. Goodbye, Ron."