Early the next morning, Ford sent his carriage to the repair station to repair the window that had been smashed during the night. As a carriage driver, he still had to go to work. He turned on his radio as usual,

He will always listen to the content of the channel unless asked to turn it off.

"Is it okay? That incident was also in the newspapers." Jaz said hesitantly.

"I was really shocked. The man pointed a gun at me, and later I went to the Security Department to take notes." At this end of the recording studio, Ericon was holding a piece of paper in his hand, which was already written on it.

Record everything they have to say next.

"Then the news headline is [Tijin group Ericon was robbed at his place of work], how about that?"

"The 'place where I work' is a bit cheap... You can't interview me properly, after all, I drove away the gangsters."

"What? How did you do it?" Jazz laughed in disbelief.

Ericon squeezed his hand and said, "I said, 'If you have the guts, just shoot.'"

"Then what?"

Ericon closed his eyes and talked: "He said, 'For your man's sake, I will leave.'"

"Did he say that?" Jaz raised his eyebrows.

"That's what the look in his mask said."

"Can't you tell me in detail? What's the situation like?" Jaz said while holding the manuscript paper.

"I can't say too much. The Chamber of Commerce won't let me say anything."

"You always say that in order to get interesting stories, you have to actively look for trouble. If you can't say anything, it means nothing."

The recording studio where the two of them are located is on the third floor of the building. Other areas are not included in the recording studio. The second floor directly below them is a loan office, which is a place where mortgage loans are given to others. Golan is standing in a

In front of the burly man, he timidly accepted the money he handed over, and he could vaguely hear the contents of the recording studio above.

"So what have you been doing this week?" Ericon said.

"I'm filming a TV series." Jaz said, "I think the relevant news has been released... and the regular show, I haven't slept much. It's the kind of young man who just became famous and would say

What about bragging rights, haha. Those funny shows that don’t hurt anyone are still the best.”

"No, I think it's okay to hurt one person, as long as the other ten people laugh." Ericon supported his head and said impromptu.

"You will offend others if you do this." Jaz said, "Look at the people who have been selling well recently. In the end, it all depends on their character."

Ericon said indignantly: "Can you laugh? Can you really laugh? When we were children, the things that made us tremble with laughter were words as sharp as knives."

"It's probably not that time anymore..." Jaz's words seemed a little weak.

"What is that! Is it funny to make faces? Is it funny to roll your eyes? Is it possible to laugh?"

Jazz quickly picked up the letter in the small box at hand and said: "Ericon is a little excited, let's read the letter. The audience is called 'Most of the people who answered Vatican when asked about their address are from Sisig.'

"

"I understand. It's just for show. The two are so close, and the Vatican is the capital of Yaris."

The first floor of the recording studio is a small game room. After borrowing the money, Golan actually entered this place and started playing pinball games. He seemed to have successfully deceived and believed that he had become a

A very wealthy businessman is probably wearing formal clothes that only wealthy people would wear.

"Where is that person? Where is the student who always writes to us and thinks he is smart?"

Jazz rummaged through the mailbox, shook his head and said, "There's none today."

Although Ericon had no expression when he heard these words, Jazz knew that once he showed such an expression, he would definitely not be happy in his heart.

They then reported that a man named Lamin was recently tracking down the whereabouts of a wanted criminal. Rather than reporting, it was better to say that Ericon was making very harsh comments about this man, saying that he only wanted to

There will never be any good results for people who are famous. In the end, it will only lead to countless emptiness and sadness. But Jaz pouted secretly, thinking that this guy is obviously jealous, but he still wants to express it in this form.

own jealousy.

The two of them stayed in the recording studio until the evening. In order to fill his stomach, Golan returned to the tavern with a red face. This time he generously ordered a bunch of things that were usually too expensive and drank.

Sip some wine and feel good.

"Where's Ford today?" said the landlady.

"He said he would get off work early today and would come if he was energetic."

The landlady looked at Golan's airy appearance and couldn't help but become a little worried: "You have changed a lot recently, Golan."

"Really?" Golan laughed, "I played marbles all day today!"

"Marbles?" the landlady frowned in confusion.

The marbles that Golan played were an item in the arcade below the recording building. As soon as Jazz and Ericon walked out of the door, they were surrounded by a group of eager girls.

"Can I shake hands?" The target of these girls' siege was Jaz, who was a little overwhelmed.

"Okay, okay." Jazz quickly said with a smile.

"Please give me your autograph!"

The neglected Ericon summoned a carriage, opened the door with a bang, and got in. He was not in a very good mood. But before he could close the door, a young man's face suddenly stretched out from the window.

come over.

"I understand you." This is a tall and thin young man, a little taller than Jazz.

"What?"

The young man's eyes were all bloodshot. Judging from the way he was panting, he must have run a lot: "Where is the fun in rolling your eyes?"

Ericon squinted his eyes and said, "It's no use even if you understand. Go to Daisy Street. Who are you? Just drive."

"Hey, hey! I'm..." Before the young man could finish speaking, the carriage had already rolled up in front of him with wave after wave of wind and waves, and quickly drove away, "I

It’s the student from [Gravel Land]!”

Really... He should have reported his identity to Ericon a long time ago. There is no use talking about it now. He will just leave...

The young man sighed softly, only to find that someone was speaking loudly next to him, and right in front of him there were two people, one large and one small, using recording techniques to record his words.

"Yesterday, there was a shooting inside the White Rose Nightclub. Did you know? It was also in the newspapers. Unexpectedly, an audience member who was present sent relevant pictures. There is no doubt that this is a sewer!" said the pudgy young man in front of him.

He took out a photo from his pocket and said, "The evil deeds in the sewer are constantly exposed to the world, which makes me even more happy.

What's weird is that this picture could have been sold to the media at a much higher price, but it was sent to me Lamin! Yes, it's free! Of course it's because the gutter is really hated by people, and of course it's because my Lamin's centripetal force is constantly improving.

The consequences are even more evidence of being close to God! That’s what I think. Well, gutter, it’s time to settle the score with you!”

This video was immediately handed over to the screening stage through the hands of Sheldon and Merlin that night. As eye-catching media, they would naturally broadcast this explosive point. It didn't take long for it to be known on the streets.

Qingou was sitting with Ford next to him. Seeing Qingou gritting his teeth and frowning, Ford couldn't help but joked: "I didn't expect you to be so fragile inside."

Guangou wiped his forehead bitterly: "I feel like he has put all the sins of the world on my head. And..."
Chapter completed!