TLSOTMTKOGAYWHTDI Chapter 97

Chapter 96: Is Being Proactive a Side Effect? Rainy night. Zhuo Huaimo sat in the back seat, head down, reviewing the final cut of "Dawn." Outside the car window, raindrops splattered against the glass, blurring the halos of the streetlights. "Zhuo, sir," The driver, Old Chen, glanced in the rearview mirror, "That black Mercedes behind us has been following us for three blocks." Zhuo Huaimo didn't even look up: "Probably paparazzi." Old Chen frowned: "Doesn't seem like it..." Before he finished…