Daily life of an American TV drama agent

"If it is a large-caliber artillery, it is indeed inconvenient to carry, but if it is a high-performance weapon with a moderate caliber, high-explosive projectiles, easy to carry, and certain aiming capabilities, I believe no one can refuse it."

Ron's tone was like a depraved demon, and Hank's expression was no longer as firm as before. He even imagined the scene described by Ron, and when he looked at the VSS in his hand, there was a hint of disgust.

"But, does the weapon you mentioned really exist?" Hank asked expectantly.

"Of course! Now please allow me to introduce to you a weapon with mysterious Eastern power from across the ocean, the LG-5 40mm sniper grenade launcher."

Ron unconsciously used the salesman tone he learned from Yuri Orlov: "It is produced by NORINCO, with a maximum range of 2,200 meters, an accurate shooting distance of 1,000 meters, and a total weight of 25 kilograms. It is drum-fed. The maximum ammunition capacity is 15 rounds. Believe me, this is what a real sniper should use."

"But such a sniper rifle... ah no, I mean will the grenade launcher be very expensive? Can our funds be affordable?" Hank is indeed a good employee, always thinking about his boss's wallet.

Ron finally chuckled in his heart and said: "Of course it is very expensive, but for my dear subordinates, I am willing to bite the bullet and buy it from the arms dealer, but in this case, your bonus may be Do you mind if you will be issued less than 100 million points?"

This is the United States, a capitalist world. As a quasi-capitalist, what kind of capitalist is he if he doesn’t exploit his employees?

"Of course I don't mind! As long as I can have it, I'd rather skip the bonus for three months!" Hank said quickly, fearing that Ron wouldn't buy it after saying this.

There is no harm without comparison. Originally, he might have thought that a sniper rifle could be used like a submachine gun with low recoil and could be fired continuously. But now that he had the weapon Ron described, his heart was scratched like a cat. Same, it feels unbearable.

"One month's bonus is enough. Don't worry, I promise you can see it tomorrow." Ron promised.

Hank was given one month less bonus, and it was also the month with the largest performance bonus. Then he could buy it at a discount based on his good relationship with Olof, saving at least five thousand dollars in expenses inside and out.

Unfortunately, he didn't know what kind of office equipment Andy wanted in particular. Ron hadn't figured out how to convince him to give up his bonus, otherwise, he could save a lot of money.

Ron mentally praised his careful planning again, but it was a pity that Toretto was no longer in Los Angeles. Otherwise, he could have been asked to help modify a few cars.

On the 41st day without Toretto, I still miss him.

After sending Hank home, Ron did not go home, but drove to Beverly Hills, preparing to pick up his mother who was a guest at Mr. Tousy's house and the big man Mike who was adopted by Mr. Tousy.

Originally, Ron was planning to send Mike to his father in Texas for a tryout, but since his mother was going back and expressed her deep love for Mike on the phone, Ron was happy to be at ease.

However, just as they were driving to Rodeo Drive, there was a car accident at the intersection ahead. A cargo truck almost hit the side of the pickup truck and deformed it. The police quickly intervened and blocked part of the road, causing congestion.

"Hey, man, it's one of our own!" Ron raised the cordon and showed the police his ID and said, "What's going on inside?"

"Hello, sir!" The policeman saluted Ron respectfully: "You may not believe it, but a big man almost two meters tall, who is obviously older than my father, turned out to be a driver who just got his driver's license. A high school student, the car he was driving was involved in the accident.

Speaking of which, this guy is really powerful. He was able to protect the little white boy in the passenger seat in such a critical situation. The boy was not injured at all. Can you believe it? Sir, there are no injuries at all! "

The policeman said in an incredulous tone. The more Ron heard, the more familiar he became. A big black high school student who was older than his father? There is also a combination of a white boy. It can't be such a coincidence, right?

"Can I go see them? I guess they may be my acquaintances."

"Of course, they are right over there, sir." The policeman pointed the direction to Ron nonchalantly. Next to the ambulance, he saw SJ talking to the nurse. Based on Ron's understanding of this little devil, there was a high probability that he was there. boast.

On the steps not far away, where SJ couldn't see, the big man Mike was holding his head and crying, shaking his head and refusing the doctor's treatment. The beautiful female doctor was at his wits' end.

This is really a kind child. No wonder the Taosi couple are willing to adopt him. Ron shook his head and walked towards SJ who was covered in blood.

"Hey, little one, I wanted to ask if you were okay, but you seem to be in good health?" Ron was a little confused, because the police clearly said that the white boy was not injured.

"Of course, do you think blood will flow out of my clothes?" SJ proudly lifted up his clothes and showed Ron his abdomen without any wounds.

"I thought you were about to die, okay, you chat with the nurse first, and I'll go check on Mike." Ron comforted him and turned around to leave.

The nurse behind her immediately started to inquire about the relationship and contact information between Ron and SJ after Ron left. SJ muttered dissatisfiedly: "I'm also very handsome, okay? You really don't want to consider being my girlfriend? I can do that." I’ll give you half of my candy.”

"Haha~" The nurse laughed so hard that she lowered her head and kissed SJ on the forehead: "Maybe I will consider it when you are older, but you are too young now."

"Why don't you let me try," Ron suggested to the female doctor: "Hey, Mike, look up at me, do you remember who I am?"

"I remember you. You are the child of Mr. Taosi's friend. Annie said that your family are all good people." Mike raised his tear-filled face to look at Ron Zhang: "It's all my fault! I'm sorry! I'm really sorry. !I failed to protect SJ..."

Big Mike started crying again as he spoke, blaming himself extremely.

"Hey! Listen to me!" Ron said in a stern tone, and Mike temporarily stopped crying: "You have done a good job, SJ has not been hurt in any way, you are almost a good brother, You know? But do you know what you still lack?"

Mike was attracted by Ron's words and shook his head.

"You haven't become an excellent role model! A good brother should be a role model for his younger brother, and I have never heard of any role model who can let his blood bleed as casually as you do now. Do you want SJ to learn from you in the future? What does it look like?"

Mike remained silent and shook his head again. The female doctor came forward. Mike finally calmed down and did not refuse treatment again.