The daily life of American TV agents

Chapter 598 The Coolest Dad
British Sherlock Holmes said that under the sun, there is nothing new, everything is the repetition of the past, just like the children in China occasionally talk about their parents when they get together, the same is true for American children.

For example, it is similar to "my dad can eat Xiang" and "my dad can too, and he eats a lot".

But today, because of Henry's father, the star father, the children's chatting topics suddenly became more high-end, from whose father eats more, to envying Henry for having a cool father, especially Joe, He's your little fanboy, Henry's dad.

"Henry, your dad is so cool! Last time he flew over my dad's car on a motorcycle. Unlike my dad, he struggles to stand up from the sofa now." Joe looked envious Look at Papa Henry.

"Joe~ I'm here to pick you up~"

"Mom!" Goliath called Joe's name and came slowly. Joe cheered and rushed towards her. When he looked up in Goliath's arms, he found that his father didn't come with him. He couldn't help but wondered: " Where's my dad?"

"Yeah, didn't Jay come today? I thought I could see him again," Henry's father came up and showed his injured hand: "I was supposed to shake hands with you, but I started from five this morning. I fell off a multi-storey building and landed on the net, so there's nothing I can do about it, sorry."

"Wow~ It's really cool!" Joe stared at the stars.

"If he really fell onto the net from the fifth floor, he would have been cut into a pile of diced meat by the net!" Gloria secretly complained in her heart, now she kind of understands the old Pritchett's kind Jealous mentality, but the face is still full of joy.

"No, Jay will be here soon. Today his nephew Ron came to ask him about flying skills, because my husband is a very good pilot. Look, they are here!" There was the roar of a plane flying in the sky, and she hugged Joe excitedly and pointed to the sky: "Look, your father and brother Ron are here! Everyone make room, my husband and the others are going to land!"

In the sky, a red plane flew by, and the children raised their heads curiously. Joe raised his face proudly: "That's my father!"

Children are like this. Adoration comes and goes quickly. He has only admired Henry's father for two days, and now he has changed his mind. If Old Pritchett knew, he must be very happy.

But it's a pity that he didn't know, not only didn't know, but was also very scared: "Ron, are you really sure that we only need an 80-meter runway to land?!"

"No, you heard me wrong, I said it's not 80 meters, it's eight meters, and eight meters is enough." Ron corrected the co-pilot while opening the flaps.

"This is impossible! I have worked on an aircraft carrier. Even a carrier-based aircraft on an aircraft carrier needs a distance of at least 15 meters to land safely. This is still assisted by arresting cables! Eight meters! No, it is absolutely impossible You will kill us! God, I never thought that I would die because of my son's jealousy at other people's son's birthday party, this way of dying is really stupid!"

Old Pritchett glanced at the residential area below the plane. From a high altitude, those houses looked like exquisite toys, which made his heart beat more violently with fright.

"I'll say it again, don't use your old experience to judge the current technology, but the off-road aircraft specially designed by Caltech's best engineers, the eight meters I said is just a long distance, the engineer who designed it assured me that as long as it flies more Several times, the take-off and landing distance can be controlled within five meters."

Ron said confidently that this aircraft is Howard's design competition. It is a special cross-country aircraft designed for wildfire observation. Although it is still a fixed-wing aircraft, its take-off and landing distance is suppressed to a near limit of five. Mine.

The wide tires on both sides of the fuselage allow it to take off on dirt roads or even mountain roads even if it does not run, which is a rare weapon for fun.

"Originally, I planned to use this plane as a birthday present for you this year. This time, I will give it to you in advance. Are you ready? Jay."

Ron shouted excitedly, although Pritchett is sitting in the main pilot's seat, well, this aircraft is positioned as a trainer, and the co-pilot also has an aircraft control system, and the priority is still higher than the main pilot's seat .

"God keep us from falling to the ground and turning into patties, I'm ready!"

"Then, first adjust the engine power to 15% and start preparing for landing."

Under the command of Ron, the old Pritchett turned down the engine power, and the plane circled in the air, exhausting the excess energy, and began to wobble and lower the altitude. Soon, it landed from a height of several hundred meters With the help of the flaps, the speed dropped to less than 80 kilometers per hour. The speed is not as fast as an electric car, but with the lift of the wings, it is still flying in the air. At this moment, the plane has already flown On the road to Henry's house.

"OK, now turn the engine off completely, put your hand on the rudder, and act like you're flying the plane."

Henry's house was close at hand, and old Pritchett could even hear the cheers of the children. After all, he was someone who had seen a big scene. Ron's reminder immediately brought him back to normal. Although his body was still trembling, he had already According to what Ron said, he held his hands on the rudder and put on a calm expression.

"Then we land now."

Henry's house was ahead. Ron pushed down the rudder, and the plane fell again. The large off-road tires rubbed against the ground and produced a puff of white smoke. Seeing that the plane continued to roll over, Ron quickly turned the The rudder was pulled back, and with the help of aerodynamics, there was a violent shock, stopping the tendency to fall forward and sliding forward smoothly.

"It's ready now." Ron patted Old Pritchett's thigh, he stepped on the brake pedal quickly, and the plane stopped moving forward with a bang, and stopped firmly in front of Henry's house.

"Joe, I'm here to pick you up." Old Pritchett said with a smile when he opened the hatch and got off the plane. Both legs are soft.

But even so, this scene of picking up the children from the sky still aroused cheers from the children. When did this group of children who have never even attended kindergarten see such a battle?
"Joe, your dad is so cool!" Little Henry said enviously, "I really want to have a pilot dad."

"Your dad is cool too."

"But he only knows how to ride a motorcycle. Compared with your father, he is simply inferior."

The son's childish speech was like a sharp sword piercing Henry's father's heart, but now he was jealous of old Pritchett: "Jay, long time no see."

Papa Henry held out his hand to old Pritchett.

"Long time no see, thank you for taking care of my son, I'm taking him back now," the old Pritchett held Joe in front of himself: "Do you want to drive back with your mother, or do you want to drive back with me and Ron?" How about flying back together?"

Faced with such options, coupled with the envious eyes of the friends around him, Joe certainly knows how to choose: "I will fly the plane with you! Dad, can you take me a few more times in the sky? Please, you are the world Coolest dad ever."

"Of course no problem." The old Pritchett waved to Gloria, stuffed Joe into the back seat of the plane and fastened his seat belt. There is more than enough space for three people and a child in the back.

"Ready?" asked old Pritchett loudly, but looked at Ron, who nodded at her imperceptibly.

"Ready!" Joe responded excitedly.

"Do you need me to help you clear out a section of runway? How many meters do you need? 50 meters? 100 meters? I can ask a neighbor to help move the car." Henry's father looked at the plane enviously and asked, although a little jealous, but also a little love Bragging, but he is still good.

"Don't be so troublesome, ten meters is enough."

Old Pritchett smiled confidently. Following Ron's instructions, he turned the engine to the maximum while not forgetting to step on the brake pedal. The blades rotated at a high speed, instantly leveling the plane, and waiting until the plane started to move forward. , suddenly release the brakes and pull the rudder back as far as it will go.

"Goodbye~"

Like a flying monkey, the plane jumped into the air with a sudden jump on the ground, and then flew higher and higher until it disappeared.

The distance between Pritchett's house and Henry's house was less than 70 kilometers, and they flew back quickly. In order to make Joe happy, the old Pritchett took him to circle a few more times in the air.

"This is really the best birthday present I've ever received. Thank you, Ron. If there is anything you want me to do in the future, just let me know." Put Joe to sleep, old Pritchett He held Ron's hand gratefully, because of Ron's existence, he became his son's idol again today.

"You said that last time, but thanks for still liking it, but speaking of helping, I do need your help with one thing."

"I remember you once said that there are quite a few Hollywood directors among the customers who came to order furniture from you. Could you help me contact some directors who are good at filming TV series? There is a good light comedy script and I want to make it into a TV series. "

What Ron was talking about was naturally the comedy that he agreed to tailor-made based on Caroline Max. Not long ago, the screenwriter he contacted told him that the script had been completed, and it was only then that Ron thought of going to a film and television company to produce this comedy. It is a TV series, but it is difficult to find a producer.

In the Hollywood circle, Ron is most familiar with Stan Lee, the head of Marvel, but it is very unfortunate that Mr. Stan Lee has recently been seriously ill. In addition, his company itself is not good at producing this kind of urban light comedy. It is more suitable for controlling the sci-fi style of Marvel.

As for the other big Hollywood companies, they were very unhappy because of the previous tax collection. Although they would not trip Ron, they all replied "not interested" very coldly to Ron's cooperation intention.

It's really how fun it was to collect taxes at that time, and how happy it is to be rejected now.

This kind of thing is the same as falling in love, and it also pays attention to what you want and what you want. Ron doesn't need to use coercive means on them because of such a trivial matter, so he plans to focus on those small and medium-sized companies with good production standards.

"No problem. However, the contact information of those directors is in the card box in my office. I can make a few calls for you when I get to work. As for today, enjoy your vacation first."

"Holiday? Well, I forgot if you didn't tell me, today is a holiday, happy Labor Day~" Ron glanced at his phone and replied.

Today is the Labor Day holiday, and it is also the day of the Pritchett family gathering. Unlike the internationally accepted Labor Day on May 5, Labor Day in the United States is September 1.

There is no rush to find a director. Anyway, the script has already been written, so just look for it slowly later. Ron decided to enjoy this vacation to the fullest.

"I am back."

When Ron returned to the apartment, Sheldon was sitting quietly on the sofa, looking at something with his laptop. He didn't even realize that Ron had returned. This was the first time Ron saw such a quiet person outside the school. Sheldon couldn't help being very curious.

"I'm back!" Ron approached Sheldon and shouted loudly, which startled Sheldon.

"Ah! Ron, can you stop being so scary?"

"Of course, as long as you're not just sitting there like you were just now, what are you doing?"

"I'm editing wedding photos."

Sheldon replied angrily, and Ron squeezed aside. This photo was taken before the wedding started, and Ron hadn't left yet, so when he took a closer look at the photo, he found that there were many more weddings in this photo. There were people who were not there before, and he didn't know any of these people, and some of them were even black and white, which seemed out of place with the side.

"I thought your so-called photo editing was to remove people you don't like, but I didn't expect there to be so many inexplicable guys. Who are these people? Friends in your fantasy?"

"Of course not!" Sheldon looked at Ron with a mentally handicapped look.

"Then can you explain to me, who is the woman standing next to me? He is still black and white?" Ron asked, pointing to the woman next to him in the photo that didn't fit in with the surroundings.

"That's Madame Curie! My God, what did you do when you were in school? You don't even know Madame Curie."

Shelton looked at Ron with even more disgust, but Ron didn't care about it at all. Anyway, Sheldon hadn't been beaten for a day or two. He was completely numb to such a small offense.

"Let's think about it, I was probably dating someone during that class, you know, it's not my fault I'm too popular in college ~ get me a drink, I want a beer." See Shell Dun opened the refrigerator and Ron greeted him. Just as he turned around, he was attracted by an inconspicuous message at the bottom of the computer screen: "Wait, Sheldon, you have an email, it's from Dan."

(End of this chapter)