Even though he had close ties with Professor Yajima and Lin Tao, the second disciple of Cao Xuan, he was just a newcomer after all.
Ma Shi Gallery wasn't lacking in great painters whose reputations were well-established.
Is it really necessary to go this far?
The conference call had just ended at the break of dawn.
Hanks simply decided not to sleep, washed his face twice, called a cab, and headed straight to Gu's Calligraphy and Painting Shop.
"May I ask, how did you manage to do it?"
Hanks, invited into the room by Gu Weijing, couldn't resist asking while sitting down on the sofa.
"What are you referring to?"
"Forgive me for being blunt, but I have never encountered a case where Mr. Ma Shi III personally called to handle matters concerning a newly signed amateur agent artist, especially at night." Hanks yawned as he slouched back, dousing himself with rose water as if it cost nothing.
