The daily life of American TV agents

Chapter 448 Luncheon at Caroline's House

"What is it?" Ron turned around.

"Can you help me plan a banquet together..." Caroline bit her lips again: "My grandma, who had been in a vegetative state before, just woke up recently, and she wants me to help her plan a banquet Back to the party in the social circle."

"But you obviously don't have any money, so it's impossible for those rich people in your social circle to talk to you." Ron frowned. "Caroline, I think you should tell her your current situation directly."

"As you said before, the most important thing for you now is how to do a good job in the small cake business, regardless of what other people think. I think if you re-invite friends from the rich circle, you will definitely get a lot of money." It's not a kind affirmation, they want to tear you apart."

"Yes, that's right," Caroline was troubled: "But..."

"Nothing but. The idea of ​​combining Chinese pastries and cupcakes launched by Max some time ago is very good. I told an investor about this idea, and he expressed his interest. When he is free, I can contact him for you. business investment, when the time comes, you can get out of here."

How to do American business?It doesn't matter what is healthy or not, just add sugar to your food as much as you want.

When Ron taught Max this trick, the business of the small cake shop, which was not so popular at first, suddenly became very popular. And Max's financial situation improved not a little bit, which made Caroline make up her mind to buy the sports car.

However, there was no chance to drive them. More often than not, they drove the car that Ron gave, and the sports car was placed in the car rental shop, which brought them a stable amount of extra income every month.

On the whole, their situation is much better than that of the original time and space.

In the original time and space, not to mention buying sports cars and renting out cars to make money, sometimes, even the rent is a problem for them.

"However, I still want to help her fulfill this wish and tell her that her physical condition is not very good. Maybe this is her last wish. I think that if she can die with a beautiful dream, even if the dream is false. "

While talking, a well-dressed gentleman walked into the restaurant, glanced at the restaurant environment and frowned, Caroline waved to him: "Bernard, here, Ron, this is my grandma's housekeeper, sir Nader, why are you here?"

"I also want to ask you this question, plus a series of questions about this uniform," the butler said in a fluent London accent. "It looks like a fight between yellow mustard and ketchup, and finally lost."

"Caroline, this is the dress you will wear at the luncheon tomorrow, your grandma's old Chanel suit, and here is the guest list. It seems that only one person will come if you choose, and the others are all dead."

Ron and Max glared at Caroline together, and pouted in the direction of the butler. After a bit of confusion, Caroline could only say: "Bernard, I really hope to fulfill grandma's wish, but I really can't I can’t even afford to drink real milk.”

"That's right, we're all drinking milk drinks now." Max echoed.

"I don't think she can bear too much disappointment. This morning I had to tell her about her favorite athlete's transition. See you tomorrow morning, Caroline."

After speaking, the butler handed the clothes to Caroline, and looked at the restaurant with disdain and disappeared at the door. The contempt in his eyes was exactly the same as that of looking at garbage.

"Ron, this is really miserable. Grandma has nothing, but she still doesn't know it. At least I want to fulfill her last wish," Caroline threw herself into Ron's arms, bit her lips and whispered in his ear: "Big deal, the uniform you mentioned last time, I will satisfy you."

"Okay, I promise you," Ron nodded sweetly and helplessly: "I'm responsible for all the ingredients needed for lunch, but if there are people..."

Ron looked at the people in the restaurant with a smirk on his lips: "Would you like to do me a favor?"

……

The next day, Ron and Caroline Max came to the scene together. Caroline wore the clothes the housekeeper gave her yesterday, and she looked like a noble young lady again, while Max wore a maid outfit.

Caroline and Max's faces were full of red, while Ron's eye sockets were a little dark, and his footsteps were a little sloppy: "I think this kind of game between the eldest lady and the little maid can be played a few more times in the future, which is really great~"

Ron swears that he will never leave his thermos when he goes back this time, and there are a lot of goji berries. Last night, he almost couldn't stand it.

"Hey, I think next time I can try the role of the eldest lady and let Caroline be a maid, what do you think?"

"Of course." Ron imagined the picture of Caroline wearing a maid's dress. Although it was a little flatter, it didn't have the explosive feeling that Max had, but if the two long legs were wearing black silk...

"Caroline, is it you?" Grandma Caroline called from the back room.

"Yes, Grandma," Caroline responded, pulling the butler over, "Are my other employees here?"

The butler looked at Ron wonderingly. It is said that he found these people: "Here, if they are also considered employees, where did you find these strange people?"

"Of course it's a magical place with outstanding people. If time permits, I can find even more amazing people for you." Ron shrugged.

"Hurry up and push me to the living room!" Grandma Caroline complained dissatisfiedly. Behind her, Ah Han pushed her wheelchair connected to the heart rate monitor while pulling up her pants.

He was wearing Oleg's clothes. Agan was only less than 1.6 meters, while Oleg was 1.8 meters. It looked like a child wearing adult clothes, which was ridiculous.

"I've tried my best, and these pants are five sizes too big!"

"Bernard, no child labor is allowed in the future." Grandma looked at Ah Han's short legs in disgust, opened her mouth to swallow the racist words and waved to Max: "Maria, my hair needs to be done. .”

By the way, Maria is a common name for Spaniards. Many Spaniards work as servants in the United States, and Max's role today is one of the servants.

"Ahem~" Ron was elbowed by Max, and could only stand up: "I think your hair is beautiful now, ma'am."

"Who are you? It seems that you are not on my guest list." Grandma looked up.

"I'm the tax officer for the IRS, Caroline's..."

Ron was about to say the word boyfriend, when grandma opened her mouth angrily: "Oh my god! I just woke up and you are going to charge me taxes? I...I..."

The monitor sounded an alarm, showing that grandma's heart rate was dropping rapidly, 90, 60, 30... 0!

Grandma, GAMEOVER.

Ron looked at Caroline innocently: "It's not my fault~"

(End of this chapter)