"What's up?"

The studio boy thought about it and said, "A few days ago, he had a meal with his friends and got drunk. At the wine table, he talked nonsense, saying that he wanted to sign a great painter and shock everyone. Boss, guess what he said

Who is that great painter?"

"Who?" the tyrant asked casually.

Except for a few great painters, including Mo Zhe, he was familiar with them, but he was not familiar with the others.

"Mo Zhe! It's Mo Zhe! He actually said he would be Mo Zhe's agent. Hahaha, this guy is really crazy. Who is Mo Zhe? He is a god-like figure in the calligraphy and painting circle. This guy really dares to brag.

Damn it." The studio guy complained.

The tyrant's heart trembled.

The tyrant immediately turned the car around and returned to Jiangnan City.

"Help me check this Luo Gang. I have to stay out for a while recently. If anything happens, please call me."

The tyrant hurriedly returned to Jiangnan City, checked into the hotel again, and dialed his number according to the contact information given by Luo Gang before.

This man named Luo Gang definitely knows the news about Mo Zhe.

That's the Mohist.

If he can find this master, he can once again create a major myth in the paparazzi world.

The tyrant was very excited.

A certain bar, not all bars are noisy, some bars are quiet, listening to elegant music, and sipping wine with friends.

As soon as the tyrant saw Luo Gang, he waved to him.

Luo Gang was surprised when he saw the person coming clearly, "Are you a tyrant?"

The tyrant stood up and stretched out his hand, "Let me formally introduce myself. I am a media person. I will be the host when the tyrant breaks the news."

After Luo Gang was surprised, he shook hands with him enthusiastically and said, "Disrespectful."

After the two sat down, the tyrant smiled and said: "I took the liberty of asking you today because I actually have something to ask you."

"you say."

"I heard that you have a Mohist. I wonder if you are willing to share it? Of course, I will give you a certain reward."

Luo Gang was startled, his heart was shaken, and he was surprised by his news. He said calmly: "Mo Zhe? How could I have news about him? Is this completely nonsense? Who could spread such outrageous news?"

His categorical denial did not surprise the tyrant.

"Mr. Luo, don't be nervous. I am a media person and my business does not conflict with yours. We can work together." The tyrant follows the temptation and waits for his prey to take the bait.

"What do you mean?" He looked at him confused.

The tyrant smiled and said, "You probably don't know the whereabouts of Mo Zhe. Oh, no, to be more precise, you have clues about Mo Zhe. Am I right?"

Luo Gang was shocked, how could he know, and where did he get the news?

Is this the ability of the number one paparazzi in the Southern Region?

He was shocked in his heart, but his face remained calm and he still denied, "I really have no news about Mo Zhe."

The tyrant smiled confidently, and that smile seemed to say, "I have seen through everything." He continued, minding his own business: "The girl you stopped has something to do with the Mohist, right?"

Luo Gang's pupils suddenly shrank and he said with a smile: "Where are you thinking? My nephew wants to pursue that girl, that's all."

In front of the tyrant, Luo Gang, an old man, was obviously not enough.

Although he has always denied it, his subtle expression revealed his true inner thoughts.

"I came to you because I sincerely cooperate. Since Mr. Luo is not willing, I will go find the Mohist. When the time comes..." The following words are self-evident.

Who is the tyrant? Luo Gang is like thunder.

He didn't think he was exaggerating what he just said. With his ability, he might actually be able to find the Mohist first.

If he is exposed, there will be thousands of agents and all kinds of gold medal agents competing with him. By then, he will have no share.

After weighing it again and again in his mind, Luo Gang finally relented.

"How to cooperate?"

The tyrant smiled, "Tell me all the information you know, and the two of us will work together to find the Mo Zhe. When that time comes, I will give you enough time to convince the Mo Zhe to become his agent, and what I want is

It's an exclusive interview with Mo Zhe. How about we both take what we need?"

"Are you sure you won't leak information to others after you find him?" Luo Gang was a little worried.

"Although I, Tyrant, am a paparazzi, I still have a good reputation as a human being. If you are worried, you can ask people in the industry to see what kind of person I am." Tyrant said confidently.

After hearing this, many people would choose to believe it. Even if they wanted to investigate his character, they would do so behind the scenes. Unexpectedly, the man in front of him was very honest and called his friend directly in front of the person involved.

This hype really opened the eyes of the tyrant.

After confirming the tyrant's character, Luo Gang finally relaxed and said, "Okay, I will cooperate with you."

The tyrant was excited. Although he had some speculations in his mind, he didn't get enough evidence, so everything was in vain.

Luo Gang didn't waste any time and explained the cause and effect of the matter in detail. During this process, the tyrant would occasionally ask a question or two to make up for his shortcomings.

"That's it." The tyrant was shocked in his heart.

Lu Ning has Mo Zhe's drawing book in his hand, and Lu Ning has done so many things and kept covering them up. All these signs indicate that the other party must know Mo Zhe and have a close relationship with him.

"That girl should know Mo Zhe." The tyrant said firmly.

"Yes, I think so too. So we want to get close to her and get information about Mo Zhe from her." Luo Gang said frankly.

"She is indeed an important clue."

As the tyrant spoke, his mind was quickly sorting out the known clues. For a while, he didn't have a clue.

"I'll go back and meet her by chance to find out the news. Don't appear in front of her for the next few days."

"Can."

After the two separated, the tyrant returned to the hotel and wrote several keywords on his brain.

Lu Ning→Ink Artist→Painting Book

Lu Ning→Sister Lu Xun

Lu Xun→Pianist, composer, novelist (Mo Yan), director

The tyrant looked at several groups of keywords on the screen, puzzled, as if he had found something, but at the last moment, there was always a thin film blocking him, preventing him from rushing out.

what exactly is it?

The tyrant's head hurt a little from thinking about it, and he grabbed a few handfuls of hair irritably. He stood up abruptly, walked to the small bar and poured himself a cup of tea. He sat back down again with the tea in his hand. He glanced at Duan Nao from the corner of his eye, and suddenly his eyes were fixed on a

On words.

Mo Yan!

The tyrant hurriedly sat down and quickly wrote down a few key words.

Lu Ning→Sister Lu Xun

Lu Ning → Mohist

Lu Xun=Mo Yan trumpet

Mo Yan? Mo Zhe?

Could it be that……

The tyrant's eyes were fixed on those few keywords, his heart was trembling, his whole body was trembling slightly with excitement, and his voice became awkward when he spoke.
Chapter completed!