Gu Wenzhu stood up suddenly, his pupils contracted violently, and the fingers holding the computer turned white and trembled from exertion.

The secretary had never seen the old man so rude before, and was shocked: "Teacher Gu?"

"It turned out to be her..." Gu Wenzhu murmured, "It turned out to be her."

In an instant, as if he had lost all his strength, he fell back into his seat.

The secretary hurriedly reached out to help, but was blocked by Gu Wenzhu: "Leave this email, you can go out."

"Yes, teacher." The secretary exited, still very confused about what Gu Wenzhu saw.

Gu Wenzhu calmed down for a while before clicking on the attachment of the email.

Inside are two design drawings.

It not only marked the dimensions of the human body, etc., but also specifically wrote down what materials should be used where, and even which designers were needed to do the work. It was so detailed that it couldn't be more detailed.

After Gu Wenzhu finished reading, he snorted slightly: "Only a stinky girl like you can do such a thing."

Few people outside the world know that Yun Lan is also Lan's core designer.

Lan's core designers can count them all with just one slap.

Yun Lan only designed ten sets of clothing, five sets for men and women.

These ten sets of costumes are all unique copies, three of which are still hidden in the museum at Lan's headquarters, and the remaining sets have been purchased by top tycoons in various fields for collection.

Gu Wenzhu frowned at the email address, pondered for a moment, and dialed Ling's hotline.

After the call was connected, he stabilized his voice and said, "Hi, hello, I'm Gu Wenzhu."

"Hello, Mr. Gu." The operator asked with concern, "Can I help you?"

"Help me check the IP address of an email. This IP address sent me a file, but it was encrypted." Gu Wenzhu said, "I want to know where it is located."

Year after year, Yunlan disappeared for four full years.

Gu Wenzhu wondered at that time whether her reputation was too great and she was accepted by Free Continent.

But he was lucky enough to go to Free Continent two years ago, and none of the stars there could match Yun Lan.

All the news was lost.

Until now.

"Please wait a moment." The operator said, "Please keep the computer running. We will send the queried data later."

"Okay." Gu Wenzhu breathed a sigh of relief slowly, "Sorry to trouble you."

"It is necessary to protect your safety, Mr. Gu." The operator said in a gentle voice, "Thank you for choosing Zero, and I look forward to seeing you next time."

Although Zero and T18 are very difficult to deal with, they agree on certain things.

Not only responsible for intelligence collection, but also protecting key groups.

Gu Wenzhu's influence in the fashion industry is too high, and there are many people who want to target him.

In less than a minute, Zero transmitted the data.

Without specific coordinates, we can only confirm that the sender is in Daxia.

Gu Wenzhu frowned.

The Daxia Empire has a vast territory. What is the difference between finding a person and finding a needle in a haystack?

But even so, he must go.

Gu Wenzhu immediately packed his things, asked his secretary to book a ticket for him to fly to Daxia, and hurriedly took the elevator downstairs.

"Isn't that Mr. Ancient?" Mel just came out of the ready-to-wear room. He blurted out with sharp eyes, "What happened to Mr. Ancient? Where are you going?"

The secretary who followed was also a little confused.

After slowing down for a few seconds, he said blankly: "Mr. Gu just asked me to book a ticket for the nearest flight to Daxia..."

"Daxia?" Mel was stunned, "Why did Mr. Gu go to Daxia at this time?"

It seems that there are no fashion shows or film festivals in Daxia.

The secretary shook his head.

How could they possibly know everything about Gu Wenzhu?

**

At this time, it was already two o'clock in the night in the Daxia Empire.

Qu Lingyun is still working.

Because of Si Fuqing, he now occasionally checks Weibo, and his target is still Si Fuqing's anti-fan group.

Until a phone call broke the silence.

"You idiot!" Gu Wenzhu scolded him with all his face, "You were so lonely in Daxia, what use do I need from you!"

Qu Lingyun was scolded as soon as he answered the phone. Monk Zhang Er was confused: "Teacher, why are you scolding me?"

"It's useless for me to scold you!" Gu Wenzhu sneered and swore directly, "Alan is in Daxia, and you can't even find his damn shadow?!"

Qu Lingyun lost his voice: "What did you say?!"

"I'll be there at noon." Gu Wenzhu said angrily, "Come here and pick me up at Sijiucheng Airport. Let me clean you up first."

Qu Lingyun: "..."

He is a dear teacher.

He is over 30 years old and he is still treated like this.

Qu Lingyun had no choice but to immediately book a night flight ticket to the 49 cities.

I don’t know who is the workaholic.

**

The next morning.

Pei Yan rushed back from abroad and invited a master.

The Pei family's situation has been very bad these past two days. The capital chains of several subsidiaries have been cut off, and all orders have been signed by other companies.

If the emergency maneuver is still not possible, it can only last for two more days at most.

After two days, not only will the Pei family's companies be gone, but Pei Yan will also be pulled out of the position of chairman by a side branch.

The middle-aged man looked at the layout of the entire room, and then looked at the ashes and negative cards dug out from several bedrooms.

Pei Yan asked: "Master, how is it?"

"Mr. Pei, there is nothing we can do." The middle-aged man shook his head repeatedly, "This is a dead situation, and it has lasted for at least ten years. I apologize for my incompetence, but there is really nothing I can do, so I will leave now."

Pei Yan frowned.

At first, he didn't believe that a young girl could be more accomplished than a real master in this field.

But reality is enough to prove everything.

After Si Fuqing took away the things in Pei Mengzhi's room that day, Pei Mengzhi's condition obviously returned to normal.

"Then this Miss Si is really amazing." Pei Yan exhaled slowly, "We must treat you as guests, prepare everything, and go now!"

"Master Si is not free at this time." Mrs. Pei glared at him, "I don't get off work until six o'clock. Don't disturb me. You should quickly think about whether our family has anything that can attract Miss Si."

"Let me think about it." Pei Yan looked serious, "I remember that the old man left a few pieces of ancient jade and kept them locked in the safe. Money is indeed too vulgar for the masters to use at all."

"That's right." Mrs. Pei also remembered, "Quickly, take out these pieces of ancient jade and deliver them to Miss Si tonight."

"Mom, don't be too impatient." Pei Mengzhi finally had time to speak, "Miss Si may not be able to like her either."

Mrs. Pei resolutely said: "Then I'll give it away. It's a pity that I didn't give birth to a good son and he is not worthy of me. Otherwise, I would have given him away first."

She gave Pei Mengzhi a disgusted look and went upstairs to get the safe.

Pei Yan turned around and hesitated for a moment: "I think your mother's symptoms haven't improved either. Aren't all the trees in the yard cut down?"

Pei Mengzhi: "...After watching the performance yesterday, she is already a huge fan of Miss Si."

Pei Yan: "......???"

What?

**

the other side.

Youthful boy

Si Fuqing, who had just arrived at the training base, received a series of fatal calls from Qu Lingyun.

As soon as she got through, she heard Qu Lingyun say excitedly: "Did you know, Yunlan is in Daxia!"

Si Fuqing: "..."

She knows.
To be continued...