Daily life of an American TV drama agent

Mr. Taosi's work efficiency is very fast. He helped Ron make an appointment with Mr. Musk at ten o'clock the next morning. Maybe this is the reason why he made a fortune: high efficiency.

And Ron was not idle either. He took the time to call his father, who stayed at the University of Texas as the head coach of the Longhorns, to explain Mr. Tausi's newly adopted child and to report on Sheldon's situation.

Of course, the latter is mostly Mary.

"Ron, Sheldon is your brother. Although he often seems aloof, I am very sure that he loves his family very much. You should help him more."

Mary said with some dissatisfaction. Obviously, Missy's big mouth must have shown her the photo of Sheldon's bare legs.

Ron said helplessly: "Don't worry, Mom, I'm a brother and of course I will take care of him. In fact, I have already beaten that bastard who bullied Sheldon."

"Ron! I don't remember when I taught you to use violence to solve problems!" Mary screamed.

There was no way, as a devout Baptist, Mary always believed in the rhetoric of conquering enemies with love.

"Mary, don't forget that in addition to being a Christian, your son is also a Texan. As a good Texan, he should be beaten on the head." George said.

In order not to cause family conflicts, Ron had no choice but to explain his behavior: "Mom, I didn't use violence against him. In fact, we just had a friendly discussion based on mutual consent."

Ron swore that he was definitely not lying. Although the idiot named Doug was beaten badly, he was absolutely willing. There is video to prove it.

"Okay, may God bless you." When Mary was about to hang up the phone, she was snatched away by George again.

"Ron, I'm very interested in the kid you mentioned. Maybe you can take him back to Texas this weekend. There are too few outstanding tackles now. All universities are short of manpower in this area. We Need to start early.”

"No problem, Dad."

After hanging up the phone, Ron looked at the time and saw that it was exactly 9:50. He tightened the children's notebook in his briefcase and turned around to walk into the Space Exploration Technology Company building behind him.

It is a company founded by Elon Musk in 2002 to realize his Mars colonization plan. It is for this reason that he was called a "brain-brained" madman by Mr. Tausi, and he expressed disapproval of Ron and his cooperation. Full of worry.

Although there is no such word in English, but based on the context in which Mr. Tao Xi said this sentence, it roughly means this. There is no way, who makes English not as broad and profound as Chinese?

Last year, in 2006, Falcon Rocket 1 was launched, but as expected, a big firework was set off.

In addition to providing the American people with a new after-dinner conversation piece, it also burned $6.9 million in funding.

Different from the original time and space, Musk now has no idea of ​​launching recyclable rockets, but is thinking of reducing costs in other ways.

He believed the notebook in his bag would interest Musk.

"Mr. Cooper, Musk is waiting for you in his office." The beautiful female secretary led Ron to the office door and opened the door politely.

"Hi, young man, I heard from Sean yesterday that your profession seems to be working for the IRS, so before I hug you, can you tell me that you are not here to audit taxes?"

Musk opened his arms and asked half-jokingly, and Ron hugged him directly: "I believe that even if the purpose of my coming is the latter, you won't coax me out, right?

Besides, I believe that if a smart person like you avoids taxes, he won’t leave us with enough clues, right? "

Of course, Ron was not polite and pointed out Musk's temptation as soon as he came up.

"Haha, I'm just kidding. I think if the IRS wants to audit taxes, you shouldn't have to find a middleman to make an appointment with me, right? You should be able to find me at any time."

"Of course." Ron did not deny it. In fact, for big figures like Musk, the IRS has information about them at almost all times.

"So, let me guess, the reason why you came to see me is not that person's intention, right? As far as I know, you seem to have a very close relationship with that big shot."

As he spoke, Musk made a cowboy-like gesture of waving a whip: "Hey~"

Ron was slightly surprised. He didn't expect that even the other party who was his biggest backer knew the information clearly. Sure enough, none of the successful capitalists were simple characters.

But he still looked normal.

"I think you are talking about Mr. Francis? Don't worry, it's not his intention that I come here this time. You don't need to worry about anything. As Mr. Taosi said, I'm just here to discuss cooperation with you."

"Then I don't understand. Why do you want to cooperate with me?" Ron's continuous denials finally shook Musk's initial thoughts. He can't figure out why a tax collector suddenly came to see him through a friend. What.

Ron did not answer in a hurry, but found a comfortable seat on the reception sofa in the office and sat down, straight to the point: "Mr. Musk, I am not a person who likes to beat around the bush. I want some information about your company." shares.”

"Then you should go to the stock exchange. Today Taigong Exploration's stock price is US$7.85 per share. I believe your income should be able to buy a lot, kid."

Ron shook his head: "No, you know that's not what I want. I want more, and I don't plan to pay."

"Then I guess there must be some so-called tax evasion evidence in your briefcase, and you can use it to threaten me?" Musk spread his hands helplessly: "Son, you succeeded, keep your briefcase, I’ll give you a check that satisfies you.”

Ron was unmoved and smiled playfully.

"Then your legal team will prosecute me for violating law enforcement and soliciting bribes." Ron stood up: "The evidence should be here, and there is another one, right?"

Ron pointed at the cat-shaped sculpture on Musk's desk and the vase on top of the filing cabinet next to him. Musk finally felt moved, stood up, applauded, and handed Ron a cigar.

This represented his appreciation for Ron, but Ron did not suck it, but held it in his hand and played with it.

"As expected, he is indeed the best agent even Francis praised. When did you find out?"

"I noticed it as soon as I entered the door. I have to say that although the position of your two cameras is very good, it is really too deliberate. You just need to write and put a label on it, 'I am a camera, come and see me~' My professionalism makes it impossible for me not to notice.”

Musk lit the cigar himself: "Okay, as you wish, all the temptations are over. Now can you tell me your true appeal?"

Ron spread his hands again: "I already told you, I want shares in your company, and I don't plan to pay."

PS: This is my first time writing a novel of this type. If there is anything wrong, please feel free to point it out for me. Thank you~