[Comprehensive British and American dramas] No.1 is called non-plural

Unlike Reid who was buried in a pile of documents as soon as he returned, Isaac was very relaxed.New year and new weather, the people there seem to be affected by the holiday syndrome a little bit more, people who don't have courses just stay in the office drinking tea and reading newspapers, very leisurely.

Isaac is also one of them.

His last course has ended, the new course has not been arranged yet, and the skills training course that needs to pull him over to work as a coolie has not started. It only took him less than an hour to write a plan, and then he was completely idle .

Isaac was about to go out for a stroll, but saw several people walk into the director's office and move out the documents inside.

"What's going on?" Isaac asked the colleagues around him.

"You don't know?" The colleague looked at him in surprise, "Oh, I forgot, you just came back."

"While I'm away, did the news come out?" Isaac observed for a moment, "Well, it doesn't seem like a bad thing."

"Of course not." The colleague said, "The director has been promoted, and we have to change heads."

"Wow, there is really good news for the New Year." Isaac cheered softly, and suddenly found that the sentence seemed a bit ambiguous, "But, I mean, it's good news for the director. Do you know who our new director is? Promoted from among you, or airborne?"

In fact, Isaac is a bit regretful, because the director takes good care of himself.Still, he was a good man who deserved a higher position so he could retire with a bigger pension.So he quickly turned his attention to who would be the successor.

In general, there are two ways to choose a successor.One is to select a capable and qualified person from the original members, and the other is to directly transfer another person from another department.Both have pros and cons, and it's hard to say which one is better.However, there is no market for this kind of power struggle within the academy. After all, this is just a training institution, and there are not many people who concentrate on developing here. Everyone has a heart for field work.Even if you are keen on power, you will try your best to go to the headquarters of the Hoover Building.

Therefore, Isaac asked without pressure, and the person who answered didn't care.

"I haven't heard anything from here, but... you should know that our director position is used for retirement." The colleague replied, "When the director was promoted, we thought we heard it wrong."

"That's it." Isaac thought for a while, and didn't think that the new boss would affect him, so he turned his attention to other places, "Speaking of which, I haven't been here for a long time. During this time, everyone Are you all this free?"

"Do you think you are idle?" The colleague asked in surprise.

"Otherwise?" Isaac asked back.

"In addition to your normal lecturer tasks, you were also pulled to assist in various physical and skill training. You don't have much time in the office, and you still feel that you are idle?" The colleague looked at Issac, "Unexpectedly, you And workaholic potential."

"I don't, thanks." Isaac denied it. "I mean, it's a busy time."

"It's only these two days." The colleague said with experience, "From the beginning of the new year, the police from all over the country will apply to the academy to go there for training, and some people from the FBI branches in various places will come back for skill assessment. Don't think that we It’s just the ones who train the rookies, sometimes the old ones are more of a headache, they’re not something you can just put a big dog behind them.”

Isaac stroked his chin and considered for a while, "I shouldn't be able to do this kind of thing, right?"

"It's hard to say. Now the bureau attaches great importance to the new generation of highly educated young talents, and maybe it will break the rules." The colleague stretched his waist, "I wish you good luck."

"Of course I'm lucky." With his poor academic qualifications, Issac would not put the hat of a highly educated person on himself.

At home, except for Emma who is still in middle school, he has been pressed at the bottom of the mountain called academic qualifications, okay?Even if he had completed his graduation thesis before and could claim the hat of a master's degree on his head, but at home, this is nothing to be proud of.

Because he is still the one who is pushed down at the bottom.

Clearing out an office is quick, except that the previous owner apparently didn't take all of their personal belongings, forcing them to put them in storage.And there's enough stuff in the storage room.

"I haven't had this mess in the messiest room in my house," one woman said, frantically, "Guys, come and help!"

When they actually started sorting, they didn't know how many things were there. Isaac even found a box of unopened potato chips in it.

"Oh! These are mine!" A chubby colleague came over, "I just said that I always felt that the number of potato chips I received was wrong, so they were forgotten here."

"Good memory." Isaac glanced down, "It's been seven months past the expiration date, how long have you forgotten?"

The chubby colleague smiled naively.

They piled up the rubbish they were about to throw away, and planned to let the cleaner take it away when he came.As for the box of potato chips, even if it is no longer edible, its owner is still very interested in Amway. If you can’t eat this one, you can go to the supermarket to buy it. He really thinks it tastes great.

Isaac tore open a packet.

"Hey, this is no longer edible!" the owner of the potato chips reminded.

Isaac felt a few black lines slid down his forehead, "I didn't intend to eat it." He squeezed out a piece of potato chips and flicked them lightly with his fingers, "You don't want any of these, do you?"

"Of course, the expiration date has passed." The owner of the potato chips replied stupidly, "I really can't eat it, not to mention that there may be unknown bacteria in it, and the taste is definitely not as good as the new factory..."

"I didn't plan to eat it." Isaac emphasized again, "I just thought of something..."

Half an hour later, they tore open the bags of all the potato chips, picked out the whole, unbroken potato chips and packed them into cartons, then cleared out a desk, and laid a white cloth on it, Started what they call creation.

Three hours later, a bridge made entirely of potato chips emerged.Not only used up those potato chips that have passed the shelf life, but even many potato chips that were kept around as snacks during the shelf life were used.It needs to be stated that the composition of the staff in this large office includes people transferred from the field like Issac, and there are also people who are more technical geeks who have undertaken teaching tasks from the beginning.

At the beginning, Isaac just made a suggestion, wanting to save costs and complete his own vision. Later, more people joined, and the direction of things was a little out of his control.Of course, the direction of development is good, and he also just realized that the undergraduate major of that unattractive little fat man is actually architecture, and thanks to him, that bridge deserves a lot of praise, not as Isaac thought Let it fly all the way to become a complete post-modern work.

Isaac couldn't wait to take out his phone to take some photos, and when he wanted to send them, he saw the missed call from Reid.

Wow, I had so much fun playing that I ignored the existence of the phone. Feeling guilty, Isaac walked out with the phone in hand.

"Hi, are you done?" Reid was a little surprised when he received a call from Issac. He wanted to call Issac to come with him during lunch, but he made two calls but no one answered.Knowing that Isaac was in the academy, Reid didn't think too much about it, thinking that Isaac, like him, had accumulated a lot of work and was extremely busy.

"Well, that's right." Isaac touched his nose and said a little uncomfortably, "Did you call before?"

"It's nothing, I just want to ask you to have lunch together." Reid said with emotion, "I thought the jobs I had accumulated were enough, but I didn't expect that you are not free here."

"Lunch?" Isaac glanced at the time belatedly, "It's already this time?" The afternoon work has already started.

"You haven't eaten lunch yet?" Reid noticed this very keenly, "Stop talking, you can go to the restaurant."

Isaac glared at the disconnected phone, if he called back to tell Reid that he wasn't busy with work, would it be too late?

"Issac's so busy?" Morgan was planning to slip in a few more documents while Reid was talking on the phone, and listened to the conversation between Issac and Reid.

Reid looked at him accusingly, "Are you still here?"

"What's wrong?" Morgan spread his hands, confidently.

"You stuffed me with your own papers again!" Reid complained.

"I didn't." Morgan refused to admit it.

"You have." Reid pointed to the documents on the table, "I remember clearly, these few documents were not there just now!"

Morgan pretended to think for a while, "Then work hard." Then he couldn't help laughing seeing Reid's aggrieved expressionless expression.

"My hair!" Reid avoided Morgan's big hand, "I must tell Isaac!"

"Is his meeting over?" Morgan asked.They all knew that Isaac's phone went unanswered for a while, and they agreed that it was because he went to the meeting without a mobile phone.

"Hmm." Reid nodded, "They're also very busy there, and Isaac didn't even realize that lunch time was over." After speaking, he was a little worried, "I don't know if he has anything to eat there."

"It's okay, even if he doesn't have one, there are people who are willing to share it with him." Morgan disapproved.

At this moment, Emily's phone screen lit up and Garcia sent her a picture.

"Uh, Reid?" She glanced at Reid with some hesitation.

"What's the matter?" Reid was a little defensive, "I won't share your files!"

"Stop talking about that," Emily said. "Issac just told you he was busy with work?"

Reid thought for a moment, "He didn't deny it. What's wrong?"

"Garcia just sent it to me." Emily pointed the phone screen at Reid, "It is said that it has been spread internally."

On the screen was a photo. In the photo, several people gathered together. Isaac was among them. He took off his coat and only wore a shirt with his sleeves rolled up to his elbows. He was holding a piece of potato chips intently.As far as he could see, there was a half-finished bridge of potato chips.