Germany.
The hotel elevator stopped, the doors parted, and Mu Tianye, who had just attended the celebration banquet, stepped out.
Zhou Tao followed behind him, felt his phone vibrate, and glanced at the number. He stopped in his tracks.
"You go ahead; I need to take a call."
Mu Tianye paused, gave him a sideways glance, and walked toward his room.
Zhou Tao hurriedly answered the call, "How is it, did you get in touch with her?"
On the other end of the line was the voice of a domestic staff member.
"Assistant Zhou, we just called the TV station, and Miss Ning's colleague said she didn't go to work at all today."
Zhou Tao immediately frowned, "Is she on leave?"
"They said they are looking for her too. Miss Ning neither asked for leave nor answered her phone."
"Alright, I got it."
Hanging up, Zhou Tao's brows knitted together. He looked at his phone and once again dialed Ning Xiaofei's mobile number.
"I'm sorry, the number you have dialed is switched off."
