Transmigration: Lady Chi Woos The Ice cold Professor Jun
Chapter 347: Bizarre

Chapter 347: Bizarre

After receiving all the necessary information from Zhangye, he was transferred to a room on the second floor because he wanted to see the trees and enjoy the taste of freedom. She left him with a new phone and a bank card to an account with fifteen million.

She over paid him but she considered it as doing a good deed and providing compensation for someone who had been wronged by the world. Perhaps her generosity would allow him to come and work for her.

She went to her office and did some research, the Hua auction was two days away and all their slots were sold out according to the auction house website. She could get T4 to forge an entrance pass but each slot had a specific seat assignment and the names were already registered on a computer and manually.

When it came to such events however, she knew that there were always some VVIP tickets which were reserved for big customers.

She had one such customer in her life and he was just one call away so she dialed that number.

"Muyang," she said softly.

"Hello beautiful." He answered.

"Hmm, are you at school or the office?"

"The office, I have had two back to back meetings and one more to go. Do you want to pass by?" he asked.

"Mmm, maybe later, I am also working right now. Did you get an invite to the Hua auction? Most people have to buy slots but I have heard that they send invitations to influential business men, women and aristocrats."

"I receive one every year but I never go. To be honest, I wonder why they still do that. My grandmother usually attends the auction though. Do you want to attend or send a couple of your reporters in? They don’t allow press inside." He answered her.

"I want to attend; in fact I need to attend because there is something there that I need. How many guests can you bring?"

"I can only bring one guest; if you want to go we can attend together. You should start dress shopping because the dress code is also strict. The Hua auction has been described as the event where elegance meets classy." He explained to her.

She was slightly confused by his description of the dress code as ’elegance meets classy.’

"What does that even mean?" she asked.

"It means you should go and talk to what’s her name..." he mumbled slowly through the phone.

If she could see him now, she would see him snapping his fingers trying hard to recall the name he was looking for. "The one you model for." He used a description since the name was refusing to come.

"Ximeng." She said.

"Yes, her, Chian Ximeng, she will help you find the perfect dress. Find something that matches your engagement ring. I have not had many opportunities to show you off so far and the Hua auction is one event to do so."

She chuckled because he had forgotten Ximeng’s name.

"I will dress to kill." She told him. "I am going back to work now, we will talk later."

"Hmm," he replied.

"Don’t forget to have lunch no matter how busy you are." She reminded him.

"Alright, bye for now." he hung up.

She sent a text to Ximeng asking her to find or design and tailor a dress for her that will make her appear elegant or graceful at the Hua auction.

The door to her office opened her secretary let in the producer of the show missing.

"Producer Xiaobo, why did you request to see me so abruptly?" she asked while pointing out a sofa for him to sit.

"We have a weird case boss; I have been sitting on it for a week now because I can’t make heads or tails of the story. Anyway I talked to my assistant about it and the little blabber mouth told someone that also told someone and two producers are hounding me to hand the story over so I figured that I would talk to you about it."

She was intrigued by his words, a story that three producers wanted was certainly meant to be mind blowing or bizarre."

"Boss, you know how you say sensational stories should be mind blowing or bizarre, this one is on the bizarre side."

"You say it’s sensational?" she asked curiously.

"One hundred percent boss, last week in the downstairs bakery I was approached this old man and he identified me by my name and which show I produce. He said that he was an avid fun of missing and that he wanted our help to find his children. "

Producer Xiaobo paused and leaned back against the chair before continuing to say, "I was going to send him to the reception to fill in his information and follow the procedures we go through before taking on a case but I was curious when he said children and not child. So I asked him how many children he had lost and he said forty three."

"Eh." Chi Lian said in shock. The shock somehow turned into laughter because that was outrageous.

"Unless, he is a sperm donor." T4 who was listening to the story chimed in.

"Was he as sperm donor?" she asked producer Xiaobo.

"Nope, all naturally conceived." The producer answered with a shake of his head. "I was also surprised when he said it. One man fathering forty three children is.....is impossible, right?" he asked her. "Maybe not impossible but why would someone do such a thing?"

"Were they all conceived by one woman?" she asked knowing fully well that it was impossibility.

Producer Xiaobo leaned forward and said, "That’s where the story becomes bizarre boss. The old man claims that in his twenties he was kidnapped and taken to an old village somewhere in the mountains. In that place, he was ...I don’t know how to frame this boss...I will just go with he was convinced to father children with at least a dozen women over a period of ten years.

One day he escaped and he was rescued by soldiers on a training expedition. He did not know the name or location of the village. All he knew was that he had fathered a whole lot of children.

Anyway, once he returned to normal society he could never bring himself to get married or reproduce. Now he is over eighty years old and he wants to meet some or all of his children before he dies.

I told him that we would get back to him after carrying out an initial investigation and determining whether he was faking the whole thing or not."

"Did you record the conversation?"

"Yes I did boss," the producer took a recorder out of his pocket. "We follow all your instructions and record every person’s story."

"Then you can go, I will look into it and tell you how to proceed. For now, no one should mention anything about the story anywhere. Tell everyone that has heard about it to keep it under wraps. Should anybody ask about it, tell them it was a rumor "