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After a while, a young man stood up and walked inside, while Wu Changlong stood on the spot, motionless. He used to be a soldier, but now he has been transferred to the embassy as a military attache, responsible for coordinating some difficult matters.
Five minutes later, Wu Changlong was brought in. He walked all the way to the end and found a small building. This is the hinterland of Chinatown. No foreigners have been here for a hundred years, and all of them are Chinese.
Lord Hou was a skinny old man. When Wu Changlong entered, he was drinking tea. Without saying a word, he pointed to the seat and motioned for Wu Changlong to sit down, and then pushed the cigarette pack in his hand towards Wu Changlong.
"Master Hou, the matter is too urgent. I entrusted you to inquire about it last night. Thank you. My subordinates are not available. I want to borrow a few brothers from here. Those people must disappear tonight, otherwise, I will return There is no peace, and last night one of my men was missing." Wu Changlong waved his hand to indicate that he did not want to smoke.
"How many people do you want?" Master Hou asked directly without specifying any conditions.
"Twenty people, I provide guns, if I can use a knife, I will not use a gun." Wu Changlong said.
"Hey, it seems that the police station is going to be in charge again. Tell them to clean up the scene. Chinatown has been difficult in the past few years, because the police in charge of this area have changed. We have worked hard for several years, but no water has entered." Lord Hou said helplessly.
"Leave this matter to me." Wu Changlong said.
"Wu Chu, what I'm waiting for is your words. People in these scenes disdain to be with us, but you are different. There is another thing. I remember I have told you several times. In my old bones Before we fall apart, I want to go back and see what happened to you," Hou Ye asked.
"The country attaches great importance to your matter. I have already reported it. I guess the problem is not serious. Just wait patiently. It is estimated that there will be results soon." Wu Changlong nodded and said.
"Well, you better not lie to me, Wu Chu, we have cooperated not once or twice, and integrity is the most important thing."
"Master Hou, I know, by the way, I am here today, and there is one more thing. I want to meet this person, but it is not at the consulate, it is better to be here with you, so I will trouble the brothers in the gang to invite this person here Come, I'll come and see him." Wu Changlong pushed a photo from the table to Master Hou.
"Who is this?" Lord Hou saw a photo of a young man, and he didn't know how this man offended Wu Changlong.
"His name is Mo Xiaoyu, a painter in China, and he came to Paris to accept the award. I want to meet him, that's all." Wu Changlong said.
Wu Changlong obtained Mo Xiaoyu's address through technical means last night. He originally wanted to send someone to the vineyard to bring Mo Xiaoyu immediately, but he thought that since the Black Dragon Society members had not been eliminated, he would go out like this. Likely to be followed.
Moreover, the manor where Mo Xiaoyu lives belongs to a woman named Sophie. It is still unknown what the relationship between Mo Xiaoyu and this Sophie is. After several years of investigation, there are various signs that Sophie is a huge international As a participant in the art black market, it is still unknown what role Sophie played in it.
Therefore, Wu Changlong didn't want to alarm Sophie so soon, but if a group of him came to visit, then Sophie might know her identity soon, and the previous investigation might be in vain.
At this time, Mo Xiaoyu had no idea that he had become someone else's prey. Ji Kexin took his arm and appeared in front of Sophie's gallery. The gallery is located in the busiest fourth arrondissement, a must-visit place for domestic tourists. The famous Notre Dame Cathedral, Paris City Hall and other buildings are all in this area.
The gallery is not small, with three floors. The first and second floors are the reception halls, and the third floor is the place for painting. Sophie invited some painters to paint here. The third floor has the most rooms, which are divided into different studios. Each studio The painting styles are different.
Sophie also came to the gallery to receive Mo Xiaoyu after finishing the entrusted work.
"How about staying with me and painting, the gallery can be taken care of by you, I believe you must be more skilled than me." Sophie said to Mo Xiaoyu.
After hearing this, Ji Kexin gave Mo Sufei a blank look. This woman would not miss any chance to seduce Mo Xiaoyu. If she didn't come, Mo Xiaoyu might really stay in Paris and never leave.
"I'm good at painting. As for business, I'll forget it. I don't have that ability, and I can't compare to Sister Su." Mo Xiaoyu smiled.
"That's not sure. Sometimes guests need to communicate with the author. The so-called spiritual communication is what it means. But I don't know how to draw, so it's hard to explain the author's creative intention clearly. At this time, the author needs to come forward Communication, but most of my paintings are purchased, I think you, as a painter, must be able to express the painter's mind clearly." Sophie said.
the"Hehe, Sister Su, you speak too much of me, I'm not capable of that." Mo Xiaoyu said.
"Let's go, take a look here, this is my biggest studio, oh, I'm still painting." Sophie pushed the door open and went in. Seeing someone painting, those people just looked back at Sophie, and then continued to create.
Mo Xiaoyu is not bad, but it is the first time for Ji Kexin to come to this kind of studio.
As soon as she entered the door, Ji Kexin's mouth opened wide in surprise, because she saw a young woman standing in the middle of everyone, holding up a jar with both hands, and the mouth of the jar fell to her neck.
Looking at the content drawn by those people on the drawing board, I realized that this is a female model, and this female model is very dedicated, she did not change her posture because of the person who came in, and she was still doing the same posture.
"How about you want to draw a picture? Show them a demonstration." Sophie said.
Mo Xiaoyu didn't want to draw at first, but when she saw Ji Kexin beside her, she always suspected that the painting was not drawn by herself, so why not take this opportunity to express herself, so she sat in front of a drawing board, and Sophie drove the man to As she went, she clapped her hands and signaled everyone to listen to her.
"Let's stop for a moment and come over to see how Mr. Mo paints. See how he thinks and the dimension of his thinking. It will be good for you to paint in the future. This opportunity does not come often. Mr. Mo is a young painter in China. , came to Paris to receive the award, and his painting Mrs. Sleep won the gold medal in the painting category of the Louvre Art Exhibition, so come and learn.¡± Sophie said.
So everyone gathered around, but the model had been drawing the pose for an hour just now, and was very tired. After sitting down, Mo Xiaoyu looked at the model, then got up and took the jar from his hand.
He taught her to pose another pose, and asked the model to hold the jar. The jar was on the side of her stomach, but the jar was made of porcelain, so it would be cool to stick it on her body. Mo Xiaoyu thoughtfully looked for it and didn't know whose A towel is placed on the edge of the jar, half inside the jar and half outside the jar, but it is just sandwiched between the jar and the body to avoid a very cold feeling. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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