Chapter 194: A Guest from Glenn! (1)
Translator: _Min_
Gu Wenzhu abruptly stood up, his pupils contracting sharply, his fingers turning white and trembling as they gripped the computer.
The secretary, who had never seen the elderly man so out of sorts, was startled. “Mr. Gil?”
“It’s her…” Gu Wenzhu murmured, “It’s actually her.”
In an instant, as if drained of all strength, he slumped back into his chair.
The secretary hurried to help but was stopped by Gu Wenzhu, as he ordered, “Leave the email. You may go.”
“Yes, Teacher,” the secretary exited, still puzzled about what Gu Wenzhu had seen.
After calming himself, Gu Wenzhu opened the email attachment.
Inside were two design sketches.
Not only were the human body dimensions annotated, but also the specific materials for different parts, even detailing which designers were needed for the task. It was as detailed as it could be.
Gu Wenzhu reviewed them, then huffed lightly, “Only you, you little rascal, could pull off something like this.”
Unbeknownst to many, Yun Lan was still a core designer at Lan.
There were only a handful of core designers at Lan.
Yun Lan had designed only ten outfits, five for men and five for women.
These ten outfits were unique, with three displayed in Lan’s headquarters museum and the rest treasured by top figures in various fields.
Gu Wenzhu frowned at the email address, pondering for a moment before dialing Zero’s hotline.
After the call connected, he steadied his voice, “Hello, this is Gu Wenzhu.’
“Good day, Mr. Gu,” the operator asked with concern, “How may I assist you?”
“I need you to trace an email’s IP address. The sender encrypted a file to me,” Gu Wenzhu requested, “I need to know the location.”
Yun Lan had been missing for four years.
Gu Wenzhu once thought she might have been recruited by the Free State.
But during his visit to the Free State two years ago, none of their stars matched Yun Lan’s caliber.
All leads had been dead ends.
Until now.
“Please hold,” the operator responded. “Keep your computer running. We’ll send the data shortly.”
“Thank you,” Gu Wenzhu sighed, “I appreciate your help.”
“Ensuring your safety is our duty, Mr. Gu, ” the operator replied warmly. “Thank you for choosing Zero. We look forward to serving you again.”
Zero and T18, though often at odds, coincided in certain matters.
They not only gathered intelligence but also protected key individuals.
Gu Wenzhu’s influence in the fashion world was immense, making him a target for many.
In less than a minute, Zero sent the data.
The exact coordinates were unavailable, but the sender was confirmed to be in the Great Xia Empire.
Gu Wenzhu frowned.
The vast territory of the Great Xia Empire made finding someone akin to searching for a needle in a haystack.
Yet he was determined to go.
Gu Wenzhu quickly packed his things and had his secretary book a flight to Great Xia, hurrying down the elevator.
“Isn’t that Mr. Gu?” Mel, just leaving the fitting room, blurted out. “Where is he going in such a hurry?”
The secretary, who followed behind, was also bewildered.
After a pause, he said blankly: “Mr. Gu just had me book the earliest flight to Great Xia…”
“Great Xia?” Mel was stunned. “Why would he go there now?” There were no fashion shows or film festivals in Great Xia at this time.
The secretary shook his head.
They couldn’t possibly understand all of Gu Wenzhu’s affairs.
At this time, it was two in the morning in the Great Xia Empire.
Qu Lingyun was still working.
Because of Si Fuqing, he now occasionally browsed Weibo, focusing on her haters.
Until a phone call broke the silence.
“You fool!” Gu Wenzhu berated fiercely, “Your trip to Great Xia was a waste!
What use are you to me!”
Upon answering the phone, Qu Lingyun was scolded fiercely, leaving him utterly confused, like a monk baffled by a riddle. He asked, bewildered, “Teacher, why are you scolding me?”
“I’m scolding you for being useless!” Guwen Zhu scoffed, cursing, “Yun Lan is in Great Xia, and you haven’t even found a trace of her?!” Qu Lingyun gasped in shock: “What did you say?!”
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