My Past Life Exposure Shocked the Whole Internet Chapter 168

Chapter 168 Sister Lan reveals her identity and continues to be shocked! 【2 more】

The reason why the art exhibitions at the Global Center are strictly graded is because each level requires completely different personnel and procedures.

Especially for S-level exhibitions, they are staffed from top to bottom by the most outstanding specialists from the World Cultural Heritage Center.

These specialists also need to go through layers of training before they can manage and be responsible for more advanced exhibitions.

El's qualification review is currently "A", so naturally he can only serve as the person in charge of level exhibitions.

Unless he passes the qualification review of an S-level specialist, he can participate in S-level exhibitions.

"El, the commissioner sent by the headquarters this time is Miss Milani, and the contact information has been sent to your mobile phone." Seeing that El had no response, the other party repeated it again annoyingly, "You just need to cooperate. Her cooperation is enough, do you understand?”

El was stunned, his face suddenly turned pale, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead: "Ming, I understand."

The call ended and he stood motionless, his brain completely dead.

Let alone the Jiangcheng Art Association, even the Yunjing General Association is not easy to get an S-level exhibition.

Under the eyes of Director Du and El in disbelief, President Tao slowly took the box and took out the approval documents inside.

After receiving the approval documents, President Tao immediately started arranging personnel for action.

It took a long time before Director Du came back to his senses: "The picture yesterday... wasn't p's?"

After the courier boy left, the room was still silent.

The assistant understood and stepped forward: "Director Du, Mr. El, please."

After confirming that it was correct, he signed his name on the express delivery form.

“Okay, thank you for using Global Center Exclusive Express.” The courier boy bowed again, “If you are satisfied, please give me a five-star rating.”

Tao Ruhua was still talking to him about the level exhibition yesterday. How come it was only one day and even the S-level exhibition was coming? !

President Tao relayed Ye Puanlan's words exactly as they were: "Sit and wait."

The assistant came in with a courier boy: "President, your courier."

"Mr. El?" Director Du saw that his face was pale and he didn't know what happened. He suddenly became nervous. "Are you feeling uncomfortable in any way? I will accompany you to the hospital."

For a time, the entire Jiangcheng Art Association became lively.

Just at this moment, a knock on the door sounded.

But this year, hasn't the Global Center already held an S-level exhibition?

El couldn't convince himself of what he heard, but it happened to be true.

"Uh..." President Tao was a little dumbfounded. He was going to ask Ye Banglan for advice on how to give a five-star review.

His eyes were dull, and he didn't even hear Director Du's voice calling him, and he walked away in vain.

"Hello, President Tao, this is your S-level exhibition approval document." The courier guy in a formal suit respectfully handed a box to him, "Please sign for it and confirm it in person."

President Tao looked serious: "Senior brother will certainly not hide such a small matter from you. There are only three words for the secret."

“Senior, senior brother, how did you get the S-level exhibition?” Master Wu was also incredulous, “Can you, can you teach me your experience?”

After El walked out, the clothes on his back were soaked with cold sweat.

“Brother, please speak.” Master Wu lowered his posture and listened attentively.

President Tao did not respond, but said: "Xiao Chen, it's getting late. Let's send Director Du and Mr. El away. Next, we have to prepare for the S-level exhibition and get busy."

Master Wu: “???”

He always felt that his senior brother was no longer the mature and steady person he used to be!

Early the next morning, Jiangcheng History Museum.

Jiangcheng History Museum adopts a reservation system and is closed on Mondays. From Tuesday to Sunday, 5,000 numbers are released every day.

“Hey, little girl, are you here again?” The cleaning lady already knew Ye Wanlan, and she waved happily, “You've been here several times, haven't you gotten bored yet?”

“Of course not, you can meditate here.” Ye Banlan asked, “How is your leg?”

"Much better. The box of tea you gave me is really useful." The cleaning lady said, "I don't know where you bought it? I'll give you the money later."

"It doesn't cost much to raise it at home. If you still need it, just ask me for it." Ye Banlan nodded, "I'll go in first."

Jiangcheng Museum is the largest museum in southern China. During the time loop, she has been here many times and remembers the name and story of every antique.

"Qingyun, I have been thinking about a question these days -" Ye Banlan whispered, "I have seen a lot of antiques and restored some, but why on earth can only you speak and communicate with me?"

However, Qingyun Pei was not only able to communicate with her, but even took her back to the experience before Hejia's death.

She was certain that what she saw was indeed real history.

"I...I'm not sure." Qingyunpei was confused. "This is also the first time I know someone can hear my voice. I always thought I was talking to myself."

Ye Banlan's eyes narrowed: "In my previous life, I couldn't hear your voice either." What was the reason for such a strange thing to happen?

So are there any other antiques like Qingyun Pei?

“Miss Ye?”

A voice of surprise sounded from the side.

The night turned the tide and turned around.

“What a coincidence, I didn't expect to meet you here.” Mrs. Fang greeted, “I came to the museum so early in the morning.”

Fang Qingye likes racing, and Fang Qingya likes luxury goods, which has always given her a headache.

"It's indeed a coincidence." Ye Banlan smiled slightly, "Mrs. Fang, how did you think about the matter I asked you last time?"

Mrs. Fang was stunned at first, but she quickly came to her senses and said tentatively: "You mean... you are enemies with several other companies?"

As soon as she said these words, even she couldn't help but shudder.

Of the five wealthy families in Jiangcheng, the Fang family is the most aloof from the world because it is a family of calligraphers and painters.

But staying aloof from the world does not mean not fighting for anything. If we really didn't fight, we would have been chewed up by the other four families without even the bones left.

Today's Jiangcheng, the Zhou family is still the well-deserved number one, followed closely by the Xu family and the Fang family, followed by the Sheng family and the Qin family.

Even the Zhou family does not have the ability to swallow up the other four families in one go.

"No, it's not necessarily an enemy." Ye Banlan said calmly, "I just think about a few people who destroyed it and rebuilt it, or I want to change someone in power who suits my wishes."

Mrs. Fang felt that her hands and feet were getting cold: "Break it down and rebuild it?"

Who in the whole Jiangcheng dares to say such a thing?

"Of course you have to trust our princess." Qingyun Pei was very proud, "What are a few families? Even a few countries can be submissive and taken care of by our princess?"

Mrs. Fang naturally couldn't hear Yi Pendant's words. After thinking for a long time, she shook her head: "Miss Ye, if I am the only one, I will definitely promise you, but I cannot represent the entire Fang family."

Ye Turned the Tide and said calmly: "Mrs. Fang should have heard about the fact that the Du family of Wanta Kingdom was disintegrated and the Sai family swallowed up the Du family."

When this matter was mentioned suddenly, Mrs. Fang couldn't help but be confused: "Yes, I heard about it."

"I did this." Ye Banlan tilted his head, "Has Mrs. Fang's choice changed now?"

The moment she looked at the girl, Mrs. Fang felt that her heart was about to burst.

After a few seconds, she slowly exhaled: "Miss Ye, I will discuss it with my husband. If he doesn't agree, I will convince him."

Ye Turning the Tide remained calm: "Waiting for the good news from Mrs. Fang."

Mrs. Fang no longer even thought about looking at the antiques, and left the museum in a hurry.

Qingyunpei was a little worried: "The princess told her, no."

"Don't use doubters, but don't doubt employees." Ye Banlan said lightly, "If I don't put out some more chips, smart people won't get on my boat."

Qingyun Pei seems to understand but not understand.

Ye Puan Lan suddenly smiled and said, "But this boat of mine is not easy to get on. If you get on it, you won't be able to get off."

The layout of Jiangcheng must be changed by her herself.

At noon, Jiangcheng Art Association welcomed a team of people.

"Hello, President Tao, please introduce me. I am Milani Bartley from the World Cultural Heritage Center, the leader of the special team for this cooperation." The blond woman stepped forward, stretched out her hand, and said with a smile, "I am very lucky to be here. I have been fascinated by Chinese culture for a long time and am very happy to be the person in charge of this cooperation.”

“Hello, hello, you're so polite.” President Tao was a little flattered, “Art has no borders, and we welcome people who truly respect art.”

"Because the documents were approved in such a hurry this time, even we were unable to plan in time." Milani apologized a little, "We urgently dispatched manpower, but the preparations are still not enough. The exhibition can be held as soon as the end of August. You see Is it possible in terms of time?”

"Yes! It's absolutely okay!" President Tao said repeatedly, "I'm not in a hurry, just follow your rules."

"Thank you for your understanding." Milani nodded, "Because I don't know if the works you have prepared for the exhibition are enough. We have also prepared nearly 500 works. If it is not enough, we can always add more."

President Tao felt as if a big piece of pie had fallen from the sky and hit him on the head, making him dizzy.

Although he has never participated in an S-level exhibition, he also knows how strict the approval of an S-level exhibition is. Even if one piece of work is missing, it will not be held.

　　Why did the World Cultural Heritage Center come to him and seek subsidies for his works?

President Tao took a deep breath: "Dare, dare I ask who approved this S-level exhibition?"

“Don't you know?” Milani was confused when she heard this question. “It's our Vice President Darien. Aren't you two good friends?”

Darian Stewart, the youngest vice-president of the World Cultural Heritage Center since its establishment.

See you tomorrow~~

(End of this chapter)

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