Since Song Jiaye refused to change his attitude, the two staff members got flustered and had no choice but to call the curator for instructions.
Soon, the curator came to receive them in person. Song Jiaye and Li Qiyu were invited to the curator's office. This time, it was different from last time. They were truly invited with great courtesy.
The curator was a slightly overweight middle - aged man. He invited them to sit in the elegant seats and respectfully served them fine hot tea.
"It's really like the flood washing away the Dragon King's temple. We didn't know that you two were distinguished guests of Old Master Song," the curator said with a forced smile. "Of course, even if you two weren't Old Master Song's guests, my two employees shouldn't have been so reckless. They were definitely in the wrong first."
Li Qiyu and Song Jiaye exchanged a look. They both read the doubt in each other's eyes. How did Old Master Song know about this?
No wonder the attitudes of those two staff members had suddenly changed just now. It turned out that they were not afraid of Song Jiaye's lawyer's letter, but of Old Master Song.
The curator was extremely flustered seeing these two gentlemen not saying a word.
Not long after this incident happened, he received a call from Old Master Song. The Song family was an important investor in the museum and a well - known entrepreneur in the city. He couldn't afford to offend this person.
So while listening to the scolding, he quickly told his secretary to inform the staff to release Song Jiaye and Li Qiyu. After he finished the call with Old Master Song, he heard from the secretary that these two gods were still refusing to leave. That was why he came out in person.
Now that he had apologized and made amends, he really had no idea how these two would respond.
Song Jiaye crossed his legs and leaned back. "My wife came specifically for your museum's exhibition. Your staff interrupted her, and she didn't even finish seeing the exhibition."
Hearing Song Jiaye say this, the curator, who was good at reading the situation, quickly said, "This was our mistake at work. I'll compensate you two with annual museum passes. You're welcome to visit the museum for free at any time."
"The annual passes are of no use to us. We're not from the capital. We'll be leaving in a few days."
What was an annual pass? Li Qiyu was full of questions.
However, since Song Jiaye was clearly rejecting the curator, Li Qiyu certainly wouldn't undermine him. She was quite good at pretending to be cold. She also looked at the curator with a cold gaze.
Even the curator, who had seen all kinds of big scenes, was scared into a cold sweat under the combined aura of a contemporary CEO and an ancient empress.
He carefully thought over what Song Jiaye had said before and finally extracted the key information.
The exhibition.
He quickly said, "Madam didn't get enough of the exhibition? No problem! I'll have someone take Madam to see it right away. Now that the exhibition garden is closed, Madam can enjoy the view to her heart's content without anyone disturbing. By the way, I'll also assign the best docent in our museum to serve you two throughout, until Madam has seen enough."
Hearing this, Song Jiaye finally showed a reaction. He nodded and looked at Li Qiyu.
"Madam, what's your opinion?"
Li Qiyu almost instantly understood what Song Jiaye meant. Since he had said so, it meant that the curator's proposal had met Song Jiaye's expectations.
Li Qiyu always followed Song Jiaye's opinions. Whatever Song Jiaye said was what it was. Since Song Jiaye had agreed, what other opinion could she have?
She nodded and cooperated, saying, "We should give people a chance."
"Yes, yes, yes," the curator said with a sigh of relief and quickly echoed. "Madam is really reasonable."
At this moment, he was really good at flattering.
Song Jiaye and Li Qiyu played their roles in harmony.
"Since Madam has said so, then I'll trouble the curator to make the arrangements."
"It's no trouble at all. Please wait a moment. I'll go and make the arrangements right away."
The curator quickly went out to call someone. Li Qiyu and Song Jiaye looked at each other. Li Qiyu was the first to break the act, and Song Jiaye didn't hold out for long. They both burst out laughing.
"I didn't expect you, Boss Song, to be so capable."
"Miss Li's performance was also remarkable."
"Thank you for the compliment."
"Likewise."
The atmosphere at this moment was extremely relaxed and comfortable. This kind of tacit understanding of working together gave both of them a strange feeling.
At this moment, Li Qiyu thought of Zhou Donglin.
And Song Jiaye thought of the woman in his dream.
Almost simultaneously, they wondered in their hearts,
"What's going on? He/She used to be the person I hated the most."
At this time, the curator had already made the arrangements. He led the docent into the room. When the two heard the commotion, they immediately sat up straight and returned to the state of the cold - looking man and the silent woman.
The docent led Song Jiaye and Li Qiyu to the entrance of the exhibition hall. Song Jiaye hesitated at the entrance for a while but finally accompanied Li Qiyu inside.
Compared to the uncomfortable feeling brought by the inexplicable familiarity with the exhibits inside, he was even more worried about Li Qiyu acting alone.
Song Jiaye accompanied Li Qiyu inside. Li Qiyu had no interest in the other exhibits. As soon as she entered, she headed straight for the jade hairpin. The docent, a young lady, was very responsible throughout. Seeing that Li Qiyu seemed very interested in this exhibit, she explained,
"This white jade hairpin was found among the personal belongings of the tomb owner. It was wrapped in a silk handkerchief and placed in the inner garment close to the heart on the chest. So we think this hairpin must have been of great significance to the tomb owner."
"When did this hairpin... break?"
"Oh, this is also something we can't figure out. Archaeologists analyzed the broken parts and confirmed that the hairpin was broken before the tomb owner was buried. So the tomb owner was buried with these fragments. Maybe the tomb owner liked this hairpin very much during his lifetime, or it belonged to someone very important to him. That's why he cherished it so much. Even if it was just fragments, he wanted to be with it in life and death."
This docent, worthy of being the best, even expanded and added, "Judging from the style, this hairpin seems to be for a woman. It's very likely to belong to the mistress in *The Collection of Spring and Yu*."
Seeing Li Qiyu always paying attention to these jade fragments, Song Jiaye also became curious and came over. Listening to the docent's explanation, he only then realized that it was a hairpin.
Song Jiaye took a step forward and only then noticed the restoration drawing of the hairpin in the corner.
The moment he saw the restored photo of the hairpin, Song Jiaye's index finger suddenly twitched in pain, as if an old scar was acting up.
Song Jiaye looked down at his finger. It was clean, with nothing on it. There was no scar, nor any sign of illness. However, the feeling was very real, as if he had really been cut by a knife.
What was going on?