The Secret History of Mars.

Chapter 5 TV station reunion

Yuan Yizhou wasted a little time in Luotang Tsingyi Pavilion, and when he arrived at the TV station, he was already 10 minutes behind the agreed rehearsal time.After Du Ming sent him into the elevator in the parking lot on the second basement floor of the TV station, Yuan Yizhou pressed the elevator to the rehearsal room by himself.

The elevator stopped at the lobby on the first floor. After the door slowly opened, a pair of red high-heeled shoes stepped into the elevator room, and the white ankles were faintly visible under the swaying silver skirt.

"This is Luo Tang's piece of fabric!!" Yuan Yizhou suddenly raised his head, "Mengmeng!" When he saw the owner of the red high-heeled shoes, Yuan Yizhou regretted his impulsiveness.

"Brother Yuan? Long time no see!" Lin Die obviously didn't expect to run into each other in the elevator.

"It seems that I'm not the only one who is late." The excellent field control ability honed on the auction stage for many years made Lin Die quickly stabilize her mood, and changed her relaxed and playful tone to ease the embarrassment, "Mengmeng? You and Xingmeng The dream is still as sweet as before, so I didn't come to the rescue today in vain!"

"Your dress is also made by Luotang Tsingyi Pavilion?" Yuan Yizhou and Lin Die were obviously not on the same channel.

"Shouldn't you ask me first, why did you agree to live broadcast with you instead of Xingmeng?" Lin Die asked back, answering the wrong question.

"why?"

"To help you find Xingmeng!"

Yuan Yizhou was startled again, and before he had time to ask, the elevator arrived at the rehearsal room floor. Jia Liang and a group of staff had already waited for the flowers that the two protagonists were waiting for to thank them. They were pulled to the men's and women's dressing rooms to start preparations.

"My assistant will go through the process with you. After reading the script, the director decided to go directly to the prime-time live broadcast tonight. There is no time for rehearsal. I will go to Lin Die to explain and come to you later." Liang wished he could finish speaking in one breath, but before Yuan Yizhou could respond, he had disappeared.

The assistant smiled wryly, and apologized to help Jia Liang make things right, "Our producer Jia is in such a hurry, and the TV show is rushing like a war. You and Ms. Lin Die came a little late today, so if the battle just now scares you, please forgive me. Forgive me, Mr. Yuan!"

"This guy was even hotter in school, the kind with rockets in his ass, but he's become much more stable after work." Yuan Yizhou criticized indulgently.

"You and our Producer Jia are classmates?" The assistant was surprised, and suddenly felt gossip.

"The two of us grew up in the same alley. I knew him when he was still wearing crotch pants. This little battle is really nothing." Yuan Yizhou felt a little sorry that his late arrival affected so many people's work, I just want to satisfy my assistant's desire to gossip about my boss. "It's almost enough for me here. Jia Liang often pulls me on his show, and I'm probably familiar with his reconciliation process. Just give me the script, and I can read it myself. Hurry up and get busy with your future proprietress!"

"The proprietress?!" The melon is obviously a bit big, and the little assistant didn't realize it for a while, "Isn't our Jia Zao single for a thousand years? The future proprietress, you mean Ms. Lin?!"

"Otherwise? Looking at Jia Liang's anxious look just now, I have never seen him so excited during the countdown of the live broadcast. Who do you think has such a great charm to make your Jia Da producer become a fan in seconds? You delay me again After a while, I will really miss the show!" Yuan Yizhou really needed a little personal space to sort out the information of the past few hours, and he wanted to get rid of this little assistant as quickly as possible.

As soon as Yuan Yizhou finished speaking, the little assistant disappeared in a flash, leaving only an excited voice floating in the air, "Thank you, Mr. Yuan!"

After Yuan Yizhou hastily flipped through the script, his thoughts returned to the reunion with Lin Die just now.Why does she have clothes made of the same fabric as Xingmeng? Is she also Fei Yu's VIP customer, or is it that Lin Die's clothes are also made by Ye Qinghe?What does she have to do with Xingmeng's disappearance?How will she help me find Xingmeng?

The more he thought about it, the more questions he had, and Yuan Yizhou couldn't figure it out. He took out his phone, opened the folder that was synchronized with the cloud on the tablet, and browsed the profile of Ye Qinghe and the information of Miemeng Gallery uploaded by his secretary Xiaoai. Find some clues inside.

The first thing Yuan Yizhou opened was the catalog of Miemeng Gallery. On the title page, a few simple lines read with the stars and universe as the background:

Contained in the earth, between heaven and earth, within the four seas.

The site of the destruction of Mongolia is in the north of the Huns and the south of the Dayun Mountain.

Further down, there are photos of ancient and modern Chinese and foreign famous calligraphy and paintings collected by the gallery and the artist's creation descriptions. Miemeng Gallery acquires all high-quality works in the industry, so Yuan Yizhou is no stranger to these works, and soon turned to the last page of the catalogue.Apart from the stellar universe in the same style as the title page, there is no other information.

Opening Ye Qinghe's personal profile, it is even more simple and outrageous. In addition to the short information such as the name, a photo, and the gallery operator, even the date of birth is "unknown"!Yuan Yizhou never questioned the professional level of secretary Aiya, but the preparation of materials this time was really substandard, and even the minimum address or contact information of Miemeng Gallery was not covered!
Yuan Yizhou directly opened the web search engine and entered the "Miemeng Gallery address". After clicking the search button, none of the search results met the requirements!How is this going?Could it be that there is something wrong with the network, he tried to search the address of this gallery directly in the map app, but found nothing!
Yuan Yizhou was completely dumbfounded. All the clues in the past few days pointed to Ye Qinghe and her Miemeng Gallery. Such a big buyer who spends money like water and scours the auction houses is so low-key on social media!He immediately dialed the secretary's phone, and after one ring, Aya's familiar voice came out from the loudspeaker: "President Yuan, what's your order?"

"Xiao Ai, about the address and contact information of Miemeng Gallery, have you asked their commissioned auction agent?" Yuan Yizhou asked.

"Of course, Mr. Yuan, the agent said that there is no address for Miemeng Gallery." Aya answered eloquently.

"No address? What do you mean?"

"They all have one-way contact with the agent. If they want to see you, they will give you a key to the Miemeng Gallery. At present, I have only investigated a few people who have obtained the key and been invited to the gallery."

"Anyone, do I know?"

"Well, and you've seen them all today, Fei Yu from Luotang Tsingyi Pavilion, Lin Die from Jiafubi Auction House, and Jia Liang from the TV station!" Aya replied affirmatively.

After Yuan Yizhou heard this, a thin layer of sweat oozed from his forehead, feeling that an invisible net was trapping him, getting tighter and tighter.After hanging up the secretary's phone, he rushed to Lin Die's dressing room. Jia Liang should be there, and he had many questions to answer.

(End of this chapter)