The daily life of American TV agents

Chapter 181: Fixing the Dynasty

"Vegas? I haven't been there yet, have you?"

"I do not have either."

"I can't believe that you haven't been to that place. For men, it is heaven. Of course, the premise is that you have money."

"It should be good, anyway, the weekend is free now." Speaking of this, Howard started sobbing again when he said this, Leonard could only throw the banknotes to him and let him cry.

"That's it, let's go to Las Vegas." Leonard made a final decision: "Everyone does what they want, and now they go back to pack their bags. We are also impromptu."

"How do you feel? Howard? Does this make you feel better?" Ron turned his questioning gaze to Howard, but he just spread his hands, crying and laughing.

"Then Las Vegas, BABY!"

Rajesh knew that Howard also had a very difficult mother: "Then how do you tell your mother?"

“Aquarium BABY~”

"Sheldon, do you want to go together?" Leonard came out after changing his clothes, and found that Sheldon was still sitting on the sofa eating slowly, showing no intention of getting ready.

"Leonard" Ron spread his hands: "He would rather have flies laying eggs in his ears than go with us."

Sheldon's bull's eyes widened, Leonard: "Okay, I'll bring you a T-shirt, Ron, and you, don't you want to come together?"

"Are you kidding? Las Vegas? I'm definitely going. It's been a long time since I've had a good rest." Ron nodded of course. After experiencing so many exciting things, it's time for him to relax.

……

The Pentagon in the Arlington district on the Potomac River in the southwest of Washington, D.C. is the headquarters of the U.S. Department of Defense, the highest military command in the United States.

At this moment, in the conference room with the highest level of secrecy, the leader of the CIA, an old man known as "Mr. Anonymous", is reporting the recent intelligence to several high-ranking generals and giving up the central position.

And in the middle of the meeting room, there was a TV set strangely, and what was even more weird was that a TV series from China was playing on the TV.

"This is a TV show that the above wants you to watch, and I ask you to write a review, gentlemen."

I saw on the TV, a handsome middle-aged man in yellow clothes, who should be called the emperor over there, looking imposingly at the ministers below, the person on the TV said something, and Anonymous translated a sentence.

"There were five academicians in the current dynasty, and I had to dismiss four of them. Six ministers, I had to dismiss three. Look at these seven people! Which one is not gray at the temples? Which one is not the pillar of the court? Which one is not mys Children and relatives?"

"They are dead, my heart is going to be broken, my ancestors handed over the country to my hands, but it turned out like this, I am heartbroken, I am guilty of the country, I am ashamed of my ancestors, I am ashamed of the world, I can't wait to be dismissed by myself own!"

The generals began to mutter in their hearts, what does this mean?If you don't want to hand in a letter of resignation and leave, isn't that the end?As for making such a move?

"And you, although you are all standing on the dry shore, are you so clean?! I know that some of you are more corrupt than these seven people. I advise you to turn out your heart, lungs and intestines and expose them to the sun. Dry it, wash it, tidy it up!"

"When I first succeeded to the throne, I thought that the biggest enemy of the imperial court was Oboi. After I destroyed Oboi, I thought that the biggest enemy was Wu Sangui. I defeated Wu Sangui... Now I know more and more clearly that Daqiang's worry is not there. Outside, but in the court!"

The emperor's voice was stern, and Anonymous imitated his tone very similarly, but what he got in exchange was the snorts of the generals. They could see that their feelings were still talking about the corruption of all overseas military bases some time ago?

The reason was that someone had a sudden whim and checked the accounts of the Mi Army's overseas military bases. It was conceivable that no one was spared except the base under Luke's jurisdiction.

Luke's not clean, of course, but who's the lucky one just in time for Ron to be messing around on his turf, an explosion that blows away all the old scores?
At this point, Ron's name flooded into the hearts of the generals once again.

"If our place is a bit rotten, the Qing Dynasty will be rotten. If you are all rotten, all parts of the Qing Dynasty will rise up and let us die without a place to die!"

These words are alarmist. As long as they keep creating racial and gender antagonisms, they themselves will fight hard. How can they bother to trouble the high-level officials in the United States?Isn't this how the stability of the United States has come about in recent years?

And the high-level people continue to hello, me, hello, everyone, wouldn’t it be good to deceive the upper and lower together and put military expenses in their pockets?Do you have to be so straightforward?
Now, it's time to find the next suitable spokesperson, but before that, it is also necessary to find a way to clean up the old accounts. Therefore, everyone thought of the agent who helped Luke's lucky one: Ron .

Anonymous read their thoughts keenly from the eyes of the generals, nodded clearly, and decided to hand over all such large-scale tasks to Ron in the future.

Before he knew it, Ron had become a big man who could not be ignored in the US military, but he didn't realize it now, because he had come to one of the most famous hotels in Las Vegas with three otaku scientists.

Caesars Palace Hotel, a hotel with casino, show and restaurant all in one.

Out of the consideration of saving money, the three scientists originally didn't plan to come to such a luxurious place, but after Ron said that I would treat them, they immediately changed their minds.

Of course, Ron is not poor and generous, but really wants to reward these three lovely elves. Howard and Rajesh have contributed a lot to the development of his drone, and they deserve a good reward.

As for Leonard, he helped Ron take care of Sheldon, didn't he deserve a good vacation?
They couldn't check in right away, though, because the counter was being occupied by a strangely fat guy with a beard and a T-shirt tucked into his shorts, and next to him were three normal-looking guys.

And the fat man was still entangled with the front desk: "Can I ask you another question?"

"Of course." It could be seen that the front desk lady was already very boastful by this fat man, but out of professionalism, she still replied politely.

"Maybe many people have asked you this way, isn't this the real Caesar's Palace? Did Emperor Caesar live here?"

PS: Ask for a ticket~
(End of this chapter)