Daily life of an American TV drama agent

Sheldon, who worked obediently, improved the team's efficiency by a factor of one and a half. Before the other three people understood the full meaning of the equation he wrote, Sheldon had completed all the calculations on shrinking the super battery, and then left happily. Take his train vacation.

The remaining three people stayed and worked to turn Sheldon's calculations into reality.

But this also has a disadvantage, that is, with Sheldon leaving, he lost the place where he could have free breakfast and dinner, so Ron moved to his dear Uncle Pritchett's house to live for a while.

"Wow~ Lasagna breakfast, great decision, honey," Pritchett kissed Gloria on the cheek and looked at Ron who was waving to him at the table: "By the way, you are welcome to join us. Family gathering, Ron, even though I have said this many times, I will say it again, if only you were my son."

"Then old George will definitely be sad." Ron swallowed the food and said gracefully: "Thank you for providing the food. It's really great to live in your home. I finally don't have to look at the hateful Indian guy and follow me. My lovely niece comes and goes."

At first, Ron's idea was to stay in his own house for a few days. Raj happened to be a good cook, so he couldn't treat him badly. However, he started to regret it after only one day in his house.

Because Alex would come over from Claire’s house next door early in the morning in the name of asking for help with her homework.

At the beginning, Alex was indeed asking for advice on some academic questions. Although Ron couldn't quite understand what the two talked about, it had no impact on him.

But as they chatted, the two began to act erratically, getting closer and closer, and finally even hugged each other.

Since Alex was already an adult, this was her own choice, and Ron couldn't say anything. However, Ron felt uncomfortable, so he simply moved to Uncle Pritchett's place to live for a few days.

"Hey! It was you who found that nasty Indian guy!" Speaking of this, Pritchett became angry: "My lovely Alex is actually dating an Indian. I heard that Indians have He has the habit of beating his wife after marriage, if he dares to do anything to Alex, I will definitely make him look good!"

"Don't worry, Raj will never do that. He has a very gentle personality, so gentle. Even if I see Alex beating up Raj one day, I won't be surprised at all, haha..." Ron imagined the scene, I couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"What's more, Alex also has a very powerful uncle, and a younger brother who is undergoing agent training and will be very powerful in the future. My most capable subordinate, Arthur, told me that Luke is the most capable person he has ever led. A talented student.”

"But he is Indian. I have been to India, and it is a poor place." Pritchett still looked disgusted.

"Come on, there are poor and rich people in every country," Ron rolled his eyes secretly: "The Raj family is the rich class in India."

“How rich can rich people in India be?”

"You are rich enough to buy the entire community where you live." Pritchett's expression was still disdainful. Ron could only continue to explain: "The Raj family is the highest caste in India. Brahmins, their family is equivalent to the Indian version of the Stark family."

"what is that?"

"Tony Stark, a rich man in the "Iron Man" movie, okay, I forgot, you don't watch this kind of movie, then let me put it this way, Raj's family is equivalent to the Indian version of Rockefeller Family, do you understand this?"

Ron continued: "It's just that Raj's family doesn't sell oil, but produces generic drugs. 80% of the generic drug factories in India are owned by their family. I even heard that even leukemia patients in China started to look for They bought the medicine and made a movie called "I'm Not the God of Medicine."

"God~ That's really profitable." Pritchett opened his mouth in surprise.

As a self-made businessman, he certainly knows how big the generic drug business is. Without R\u0026D funds, as long as he obtains raw materials, makes and sells drugs developed by others, it is almost the same as robbing money.

"You guys eat first, I have to go out and buy some orange juice. See you later~"

Gloria answered the phone and suddenly turned around to go out. Pritchett's hand that had just taken out the orange juice from the refrigerator froze in mid-air: "Ron, can you believe it? There is obviously a big bottle of orange juice at home, and she actually got another one." Going to buy...wait, no...this is the third time she has gone to buy orange juice this month!"

"Maybe your orange juice is consumed faster? After all, you have two children at home, and the children are always hard to resist sweet things." Ron said casually.

"No, neither Manny nor Joe like drinking orange juice. Do you think it's possible that Gloria has any secrets that she's hiding from me?" Pritchett said with a sense of crisis.

Pritchett and Gloria are a second-marriage family, with an age gap of nearly thirty years. Facing the young and beautiful Gloria, it is normal for Pritchett to feel a little bit in crisis.

Ron had to comfort him: "You know Gloria is not that kind of person. Wait, why are you staring at me? You don't want me to help you investigate, do you? Gloria will be angry if you know it."

"It's not an investigation! I'm just a little worried about her and want to know more about her. As long as she doesn't know," Pritchett glanced at Gloria's leaving back with a guilty conscience: "Aren't you a top agent? Why are you even here? Can’t you handle this little thing?”

"Okay, I can help you, but if Gloria asks me, I will tell you that you forced me." Ron wiped his mouth helplessly and stood up, as if Pritchett thought Ron would bring him When he went to follow him together, Ron sat down in front of the TV again.

"Hey! Is this how you, an agent, investigate? Even a layman like me knows that if you don't keep an eye on the target, it will be difficult to follow the target once it is lost."

Pritchett grabbed the remote control in dissatisfaction and turned off the TV in anger like a child.

"You've said it, it's an amateur's method. Calm down, Uncle Pritchett. Only the lowest private detectives would use such unsavory methods," Ron said with a smile, "And the real top agents would this way……"

Ron sent a text message, and after a while, the surveillance video on the road was transmitted to Ron's mobile phone. In all the videos, there was a blue car, which was Gloria's car.

Pritchett was stunned: "Are agents so convenient now?"

"Not everyone is like this. The premise is that you have a top hacker who can hack into the surveillance system of the police station at any time, and she happens to be a homebody who spends almost half of the day sitting in front of the computer."