Chapter 180: Interview (I)

"As for it? How hard it is to be a journalist, to be able to stump a top intelligence dealer like you, it is difficult to mix with your methods, and others don't need to be mixed. "Chen Fang knows her details, and it's strange that she can be fooled.

"Why do you have to mention my past? If you hate me, you can decline my invitation. Mo Lan frowned, her past experience was the last thing she wanted to talk about, like a scabbed scar, it still hurt every time someone picked it open, and it would hurt her again.

"When I haven't said anything, then again, what newsworthiness can I have." Chen Fang changed it when he knew his mistakes, and switched topics with interest.

Chen Fang also felt very strange, when he got along with Mo Lan, he said whatever he wanted, and he never taboo, maybe he thought that a top character like Mo Lan would not be injured no matter what, at least he would not be injured by himself, however, Mo Lan is also a woman, and women will be hurt, especially from friends, not to mention that for Mo Lan, in addition to friendship, he is also mixed with some indescribable and inexplicable things.

"News about you definitely has the potential to be on the front page." Mo Lan stirred the drink lightly and stared at Chen Fang playfully, like a hungry little wild cat staring at a fish.

"I don't think so." Chen Fang thinks that he is not worth that kind of value, unless his identity is exposed, the fiancé of the flower of empire has a tryst with a female reporter who provokes anger, then he definitely has the potential to be on the headlines of the entertainment section, Chen Fang doesn't want to be on the front page, let alone on the headlines of the entertainment page.

"You're wooden enough, like you're so dull, don't do it on a whim, the Führer walks past you, and you just smirk twice." Mo Lan rolled her eyes.

"Huh." Chen Fang smirked twice in cooperation, it seemed that at the banquet last night, the head of state had stayed by his side and chatted a few words, and he seemed to be giggling at that time.

"You're on the front page today, my big hero, don't you ever watch the news." Mo Lan took out a delicate data terminal, adjusted the channel and handed it to him.

The young officer of the expeditionary fleet, the dark horse who fought in the anti-terrorist operation, saved Illano's top data master. The young people in the news are like the young people of the empire.

The young man said that it seemed to be him, and Chen Fang smiled bitterly.

"It's amazing that he became a hero overnight, isn't it? News is hype, and no matter how valuable the news is, if you don't know how to hype, you won't be able to whet the public's appetite. Interestingly, your news was reported by the BRG first, and it was overwhelming overnight, and as we all know, the BRG belongs to the state media, the mouthpiece of the government, which means that the officials are hyping you, what is their motive? Do you want me to help you analyze it? Mo Lan knows how to respect the privacy of her friends, so she first asked Chen Fang's permission.

"Say." Chen Fang didn't have a clue, instead of guessing by himself, it was better to listen to Mo Lan's analysis.

"The Empire has tried its best, but it still can't save Illano, and the threat of terrorist groups has not yet been lifted. At this time, the mood of the people is very pessimistic and impetuous. In this situation, the imperial capital urgently needs a hero to divert the attention of the people.

You have become the most suitable person, think about it, who is the most prominent in this anti-terrorist operation? Also, although you joined the military, you are not affiliated with the anti-terrorist forces, which means that the failure of the anti-terrorist operation has nothing to do with you, and it is your credit to save the residents of Illano, all in all, the limelight makes you out, and the black pot is carried by the anti-terrorist forces. "Mo Lan is worthy of being a top intelligence dealer, and he is an expert in dealing with politics and intelligence.

"Can heroes divert the attention of the people?" Chen Fang was still puzzled.

"Layman, isn't it? There are many benefits to heroes. Let's start by talking about it, was Illano's anti-terrorist operation a success or a failure? "Mo Lan was unhurried and inspired.

"Of course it's a failure, Illano has let the terrorists blow up, what else is there to say?" Chen Fang replied casually.

"How does failure explain the existence of heroes? You are not a tragic hero who died for his country, but a hero who successfully saved Illano by smashing the terrorist plot through magical deduction. Do you hear that? You smashed the terrorists' plot and saved Illano, which shows that the terrorists did not succeed. The terrorists did not succeed, where did the anti-terrorist operation fail, the wisdom of the imperial capital lies in not entangling the qualitative of success and failure, but just raising a hero and using a hero to explain everything. Mo Lan quoted the media's statement and explained it in a similar way.

"Awesome, this is called stealing the concept." Knowing that he was put on the table, Chen Fang still spoke highly of the imperial capital's methods.

"The role of the hero is more than that, after all, you have defeated the terrorists. As long as the people know that the empire has heroes who can defeat the terrorists, they dare to gamble wildly, bet tenfold, hundredfold the bet, and fight the terrorists to the end, and these bets will be converted into chips for the imperial capital to fight the terrorists. Mo Lan gently tapped the rim of the cup with a spoon and pulled Chen Fang back from his thoughts: "Getting back to business, our big hero, I have analyzed so much for you, it's your turn to repay the favor." ”

"Reciprocating the favor?" Chen Fang's eyes widened.

"You have now become a household name and legend, while the imperial capital hyped you, but did not mention your identity, all people are speculating about your identity, for a media worker, any information about you is an excellent news subject, I am going to do an interview for you." Mo Lan dragged her chin with her hand and turned on the recording mode of the data terminal.

"Uh, you turn that thing off first." The emperor didn't reveal Chen Fang's identity, it must be his grandfather's reason, how could he automatically break the news?

"What? Unwilling to help? Mo Lan asked casually.

"That's not it, it's inconvenient to reveal my identity." Chen Fang is in a dilemma.

"So that's it?" Mo Lan muttered to herself.

Chen Fang nodded apologetically.

"Giggles, the third-rate tabloid reporter is afraid that the news in his hand will not be weighty, and he will take out all the old bottoms in a hurry. It seems that you really don't know how to hype, your allure lies in the mystery of your background, before your identity is exposed, any information about you is explosive news, little by little revealed, there are endless treasures in you, but once your identity is exposed, this mystery disappears, why should I kill the chicken and take the eggs? I don't ask about your background, but you also have to promise me a condition that you can't accept interviews with others in the future. While Mo Lan solved his concerns, he lost no time in bargaining.

"Then that's fine, you ask?" Chen Fang showed the courage to be generous and righteous.

First-class reporters may not be competent for intelligence work, super intelligence dealers are engaged in the journalist industry, which is absolutely easy, and Mo Lan's interview rarely asks questions, it feels like chatting, and the atmosphere is relaxed and comfortable.

Despite this, Chen Fang is walking on thin ice, lest if he doesn't pay attention to what he shouldn't say, he will regret it. You must know that the other party is a top intelligence officer, and this kind of industry does not have the right to interrogate the target, and even if there is, they dare not expect the other party to be honest, and their strength is to extract what they want from the conversation.

Every time he spoke, Chen Fang had to think carefully and think twice before replying.

"Are you tired?" Mo Lan shook the crystal wine glass elegantly.

"Not tired." Due to the relative simplicity of the question, Chen Fang replied in less than fifteen seconds.

"But I'm tired for you." Mo Lan feigned a pained expression.

"You're making fun of me?" The twenty-second consideration time made Chen Fang look a little wooden.

"I even let you see it." Mo Lan said angrily.

The atmosphere was obviously not suitable for an interview, so Mo Lan simply turned off the data terminal and invited Chen Fang to lunch.

"Well, I'm hungry too." As soon as the interview came to an end, Chen Fang immediately returned to normal and took the initiative to ask to be the east. In fact, Chen Fang is also quite embarrassed, the two are friends, Mo Lan doesn't even know his identity, and inviting her to dinner is also to compensate for the lack of sincerity in the interview.

"Since I'm so sincere, I'm disrespectful." Mo Lan is not polite either.

"That, I'm not familiar with the emperor, so the task of finding a restaurant will be left to you." When paying, Chen Fang implicitly explained,

Mo Lan has changed, she has completely integrated into the imperial capital, and the very tasteful suit outlines the exquisite curves, revealing the unique charm of a fashionable woman, who would have imagined that a few months ago, she was still an indigenous woman in a military uniform, selling intelligence for a living. In contrast, Chen Fang is like a leopard who has just entered the city.

Mo Lan was a wise woman, and she had been preparing for a long time for this transformation. As a top intelligence dealer, Mo Lan is by no means short of money, and when she left Xiu Nanxing, she could have lived a worry-free life, but she chose the imperial capital and chose the profession of a journalist, these choices allowed her to integrate into the imperial capital as quickly as possible, and now, she is enjoying the civilization of the imperial capital.

Since Chen Fang was not familiar with the imperial capital,

Mo Lan has chosen a very tasteful restaurant, and the building has an old feeling, but it is by no means dilapidated, giving people a palatial feeling.