According to the legend, he is not only the director of Bingfeng Entertainment but also a member of the Huo Family on Divine Concealment Island.

Huo Lan didn’t know Xu Xingguang, but he knew Mo Yinshu. After finding out Xu Xingguang’s identity from He Yue, Huo Lan also thought Xu Xingguang was going to discuss a novel film collaboration with him.

But surprisingly, Xu Xingguang handed him a record instead of talking about novels after seeing him.

Huo Lan was a bit surprised. He took the record, examined it from both sides before asking Xu Xingguang, "What is this?"

"Your company initially relied on distributing music records for growth, making you more professional in the field of music. This is my original piano piece, and I would like to request your help in releasing and operating it."

Upon learning about Xu Xingguang’s intention, even the well-informed Huo Lan couldn’t help but reveal an astonished expression. "Miss Xu."

Huo Lan showed a somewhat helpless yet annoyed expression, as if being toyed with.

He said, "What gives Miss Xu the confidence to think that you, a newcomer without famous teacher guidance and without any historical achievements or fame, can persuade Bingfeng Entertainment to collaborate with you?"

"Whether it is a music company or a film company, our ultimate goal is to make money. Even if your mother is a former acquaintance with my company, I can’t possibly do a losing business out of nostalgia."

Even those female artists backed by super-rich patrons aren’t qualified to make such demands.

How can Xu Xingguang dare?

But Xu Xingguang wasn’t angry.

She knew that Huo Lan was just stating facts, not humiliating her.

"Confidence, huh?" Xu Xingguang said confidently yet calmly, "My work is my confidence."

Huo Lan furrowed his brows.

He thought Xu Xingguang was too arrogant, too high-handed, too self-important.

But he also understood that one shouldn’t deny a person’s capabilities just because of prejudice.

"I want to listen to the work you claim gives you confidence, to see how charming it really is." Huo Lan stood up and walked toward the record player with the record.

As the needle moved, a unique, soul-infused graceful piano sound spread through Huo Lan’s office.

Strangely, right when the piano sounded, Huo Lan felt as if his heart had been struck by a hammer.

It was a magical force that could instantly touch the heartstrings.

Such a feeling had only occurred to Huo Lan when listening to live performances by a handful of world-class piano masters.

Huo Lan’s gaze immediately transformed from casual to focused.

He concentrated as he listened to the first piece, then couldn’t help but continue listening to the second one.

Half an hour passed, and after the last track on the record finished playing, the world suddenly became silent.

Only then did Huo Lan belatedly realize that he had stood by the record player in the same position listening to half an hour of piano music.

Huo Lan’s expression was complex as he turned to stare at the young girl calmly drinking water on the sofa, his eyes gradually becoming fervent.

For Xu Xingguang’s work, Huo Lan gave the highest praise without reservation: "A truly perfect work. It is my privilege to listen to such excellent work."

Despite Xu Xingguang maintaining a tranquil demeanor like water, out of cautious consideration, Huo Lan still needed to clarify some things.

His first query was: "Is this truly your original work?"

Xu Xingguang said, "Bingfeng Entertainment is one of the three major entertainment brokerage companies in Xia Country, and the music albums you release reach worldwide. Great music works will be listened to globally. Director Huo, do you think I would be foolish enough to parade someone else’s work all over?"

Huo Lan also laughed, "I really find it hard to believe that Miss Xu, at such a young age, possesses such talent and gift."

Xu Xingguang: "Well, people do say each generation surpasses the last."

Being 12 years older than Xu Xingguang, and already in his thirties, Huo Lan suddenly felt aged.

"Miss Xu’s work certainly qualifies for collaboration with my company. However, Miss Xu is not a renowned figure in the music world, and no matter how our company operates and promotes it, it seems unlikely to achieve sufficiently ideal results."

"If Miss Xu can find a famous piano master to recommend and publicize it, it would surely yield twice the result with half the effort." Huo Lan tentatively asked, "May I ask who your teacher is?"

At such a young age, Xu Xingguang couldn’t possibly achieve such accomplishments relying solely on personal talent.

Her teacher must be impressive as well.

Xu Xingguang indeed has a teacher, but her teacher is not from this world. After some thought, she said, "If I can ask Teacher Kale to make a recommendation for me, how would that work?"

"Teacher Kali?" Huo Lan took a deep breath and quickly said, "That’s the best."

Nodding, Xu Xingguang said, "Then I will have Teacher Kali help me with the recommendation and publicity."

"Alright then, if Miss Xu is not busy, you can stay for a meal, and we can discuss the cooperation details further in the afternoon." Huo Lan was afraid that Xu Xingguang would run off to Peak Entertainment the moment she steps out of Bingfeng Entertainment Building.

"My friend is still waiting downstairs."

"Then let’s have your friend join us for a meal."

Therefore, following instructions, He Yue went to the company garage to pick up Huo Wen’an.

Upon seeing Huo Wen’an’s appearance, He Yue’s professional instincts kicked in.

He wanted to sign him.

He Yue began to cozy up to Huo Wen’an, "Mr. Huo, you have the same surname as our director, perhaps you were from the same family five hundred years ago."

Huo Wen’an asked him, "What is your director’s name?"

"Huo Lan." He Yue mentioned Director Huo Lan with unconcealed pride.

Huo Wen’an raised an eyebrow, but didn’t speak.

"Mr. Huo, I see your physical conditions are excellent, have you thought about entering the entertainment industry?" He Yue considered signing Huo Wen’an as an artist could earn a fortune.

But Huo Wen’an said, "I’m sick, and short-lived."

He Yue was dumbfounded by the statement, which was both rhymed and packed with significant information.

Sick? Short-lived? 𝘧𝓇ℯ𝑒𝓌𝑒𝑏𝓃𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭.𝒸ℴ𝓂

How can such a handsome man be a sickly short-lived one?