Li Xiyu seemed a bit off.
This had been on Song Jiaye's mind lately.
When he got up one morning, he didn't see Li Xiyu. Sister Liu told him that Li Xiyu had been nagging about going to the library since dawn and then asked Xiao Wu to take her out.
Song Jiaye then asked Xiao Wu. Xiao Wu reported back that the mistress had gone to the city library and Miss Mingyue was with her, so he had come back first to take Song Jiaye to work.
By the time Song Jiaye got home from work, Li Xiyu, exhausted from the day, had already taken a shower and gone to bed. This left Song Jiaye with no chance to ask what on earth had happened.
The same thing happened on the second and third days.
On the fourth day, Song Jiaye finally saw Li Xiyu. This was because Mingyue Xuan had taken three days off and couldn't ask for more leave, so she had to go back to work.
Li Xiyu was very enthusiastic towards Song Jiaye. She not only cooked noodles for him herself but also sat obediently at the dinner table, inquiring about his well - being. Her purpose was all too obvious.
Song Jiaye picked up some noodles and asked, "What do you want from me?"
"Could you accompany me to the library?"
"What do you go to the library for?" Li Xiyu was by no means a book - loving woman. Back at the film club, she would rather help with odd jobs and move tables and chairs than read the scripts.
"I want to find a book."
"Find a book? Online shopping is so developed these days. Why don't you just find it online and buy it?"
"That's what A Xuan said. She looked for it online, but couldn't find it."
Song Jiaye nodded. He was just about to wipe his mouth when Li Xiyu offered the tissue with both hands, serving him most attentively.
Li Xiyu, when asking for something, was quite cute.
Song Jiaye picked up his phone and sent a text message to his secretary.
"Let the deputy general manager preside over today's meeting."
The secretary didn't know what to say when she saw this message.
Although the workaholic Song Jiaye used to be terrifying, the boss was suddenly too laid - back. There were rumors that Song Jiaye wanted to leave the company. Could the rumors be true?
The secretary tapped on the editing box several times. After much hesitation, she carefully asked, "Mr. Song, do I need to reschedule your meeting with General Manager Liu tomorrow?"
"Probably not. I'm accompanying an important client today. I'll be free tomorrow."
The secretary looked at her phone, even more puzzled.
"Another important client?" She was clearly Mr. Song's secretary, responsible for arranging his schedule and organizing his plans. Yet every time Song Jiaye had an important client, she was kept in the dark.
Who on earth was this important client that deserved Mr. Song to be so secretive, putting everything aside to meet alone?
With Song Jiaye's help, it was much easier for Li Xiyu to find the book. After all, he had been a regular at the city library during his college days and was very familiar with the procedures.
Instead of blindly leading Li Xiyu into the library to search row by row, Song Jiaye first found the librarian and asked the librarian to help search directly.
"May I ask what book you're looking for?"
"The Collection of Spring and Yu."
The librarian typed in "Chun Yu", "Chun Yu" (a different character combination), and "Chun Yu" (another different combination) on the computer but couldn't find it. He asked, "Do you know the author's name or the publication year?"
"The author is unknown, and I don't know the year either. You can try the Mu Dynasty." If this poetry collection was really written by Zhou Donglin, it must be from the Mu Dynasty.
"The Mu Dynasty?" The librarian looked completely confused. "I've never heard of this dynasty."
However, the librarian still searched as Li Xiyu said, but there was no such book.
He then asked Li Xiyu, "Can you write out the three characters of the book title on paper for me?"
Saying so, the librarian brought paper and a pen for Li Xiyu.
Li Xiyu looked at the gel pen, looking very embarrassed. She asked, "I don't know how to use this. Could you give me a writing brush, ink, paper, and inkstone?"
Song Jiaye, standing beside her, was also full of questions. He remembered that Li Xiyu could write, and she even wrote a neat small - regular script.
How come she could write with a brush but not with a pen?
However, the top priority now was to help Li Xiyu find the book. Suppressing his doubts, Song Jiaye said, "Xiyu, just gesture with your hand."
Li Xiyu nodded and traced out the three characters of "The Collection of Spring and Yu" on the table with her finger.
Only then did the librarian realize that he had searched wrong. He typed in "The Collection of Spring and Yu" in the library system, but still couldn't find it.
The city library was the place with the richest collection of books in the city. Was there really a book that the library couldn't find? Moreover, the person asking was a well - known entrepreneur in the city. When the city library was rebuilt, Li's Film Industry had even donated money.
So the librarian asked in the work group. Soon, there was a response.
The librarian looked embarrassed and said to Li Xiyu and Song Jiaye, "I'm sorry, you two. You may not be able to borrow this book for the time being."
"Why?"
"This is an ancient book. It was unearthed not long ago. Archaeologists are still studying the original version. There is no translated version yet, so it can't be opened to the public."
Song Jiaye left the city library with Li Xiyu, full of questions.
After learning from Li Xiyu that she had known about this book from a documentary, he immediately had an idea.
He couldn't interfere in archaeological matters.
But the media was his territory.
He assigned the task of contacting the company that filmed the documentary to his secretary. The secretary asked on the phone, "Boss, is this matter important?" This would determine how she allocated resources.
Song Jiaye was originally going to tell the secretary to just ask about it incidentally, but seeing Li Xiyu's pleading face, he couldn't bear it in the end.
"Prioritize this matter."
The secretary perked up immediately.
"Okay. May I ask what you want me to contact them for? Is it to discuss cooperation?"
"No, to find a book."
Secretary: "..."
Mr. Song had been a bit willful lately.
After hanging up the phone, Li Xiyu looked at Song Jiaye eagerly and asked, "Have you found it?"
"Don't worry. You'll get the result in a couple of days." Since the media could make a documentary about it, they must have seen this book. Anyway, Li Xiyu just wanted to take a look at the book, not do any research.
Li Xiyu, who had searched for the book on the shelves until her eyes were almost strained, immediately beamed with joy when she heard this.
"You're really amazing, Mr. Ultraman!" It seemed that with Song Jiaye around, any problem could be solved.
"What Mr. Ultraman? You're such an adult, yet you still believe in such things like Li Tong." Although Song Jiaye kept complaining, the slightly upturned corners of his mouth and the happily wiggling toes had betrayed him.
He was very happy to be praised.
Thinking of this, Song Jiaye asked, "Why did you suddenly think of reading this book?"
"This book might have been written by a friend of mine."