He Yue really wanted to ask Huo Wen’an what illness he had, but then he thought about how they weren’t familiar with each other, and asking someone what illness they had right upon meeting was like asking a stranger about their salary.

It’s impolite and lacks a sense of boundaries.

He Yue led Huo Wen’an to the lobby of Bingfeng Entertainment’s cafeteria. Familiar colleagues saw a strikingly handsome man with him and joked, "He Yue, is this a new artist you’ve signed? This artist has good potential, where did you find such a gem?"

He Yue laughed and explained, "Just an ordinary friend."

He then hurriedly explained to Huo Wen’an, "They’re all company colleagues. When they see someone good-looking, they assume it’s a new artist about to debut."

"Hmm."

Sensing that Huo Wen’an had no intention of conversing with him, He Yue decided not to try to force a conversation. "Director Huo is in the private room. I’ll take you there."

In the private room, Huo Lan poured a cup of tea for Xu Xingguang and couldn’t help but chat with her about past collaborations with Mo Yinshu.

Hearing about her mother from other people made Xu Xingguang happy.

When talking about Mo Yinshu’s work, Huo Lan naturally turned the topic to Xu Xingguang’s work. "Miss Xu has several classic works under her name. Do you have any plans to adapt them into films or TV series?"

Before Xu Xingguang could answer, Huo Lan continued, "Although our company initially engaged in music, we’ve also achieved considerable success in the film and TV industry. We’ve always had a pleasant collaboration with Teacher Mo, and if Miss Xu is interested, we can work together; it would be like continuing a previous relationship."

Xu Xingguang didn’t directly deny it, "That depends on your company’s sincerity." Keeping the work in her hands means it won’t blossom. Turning it into film or TV is another way to give it meaning.

Upon hearing this, Huo Lan was delighted and said without hesitation, "If Miss Xu is willing to sell the rights to our company, we absolutely won’t change the essence of your work. If you wish, you can personally handle the adaptation of the script."

"In short, we will not disappoint Miss Xu."

As an author, nothing is more disliked than having a script excessively altered. Huo Lan was indeed sincere.

But rather than just selling the adaptation rights, Xu Xingguang was more interested in being an investor herself.

"Let’s discuss this in the future." She needed to think carefully about how to cooperate, how much to invest, and how to split the profits.

Huo Lan wasn’t in a rush.

He realized that while Miss Xu seemed young, she had her own views.

Not easy to fool.

"Director He, Miss Xu’s friend has arrived." He Yue knocked on the door of the private room.

"Please come in." Huo Lan was very curious about who Xu Xingguang’s friend could be. As soon as the door to the private room opened, he looked toward the door.

The first thing he saw was a pair of long legs wrapped in black, loose suit pants, then a light coffee-colored Chinese-style long shirt. The person’s pale skin had an unhealthy sickly appearance, and beneath the dark hair, the eyes were as serene and mysterious as a deep mountain well.

Upon recognizing the person’s face, Huo Lan shivered all over, reflexively stood up, and walked toward the person with respectful eyes.

As he approached Huo Wen’an, Huo Lan was about to bow and started to say, "Huo..." but was confused by the outstretched right hand from Huo Wen’an.

"Hello, I am Huo Zui." Huo Wen’an introduced himself.

Huo Zui?

Huo Lan was bewildered.

He stared at Huo Wen’an’s face, then hesitantly looked at his left hand.

After seeing the Python Pattern Ancient Ring on Huo Wen’an’s left thumb, Huo Lan was even more puzzled.

This was indeed Lord Captain himself.

But why was he lying?

Huo Lan immediately thought of Xu Xingguang.

Could it be that Lord Captain was deliberately pretending to be an ordinary person to test Miss Xu’s character?

This kind of plot seen only in TV dramas or novels, occurring with Huo Wen’an, made Huo Lan feel out of place.

Huo Lan’s fingers trembled as he shook Huo Wen’an’s right hand, trying his best to smile warmly, "Hello, I am Huo Lan."

Huo Lan quickly withdrew his hand and turned back to Xu Xingguang, "Miss Xu, your friend has the same surname as mine, they could even be family."

Xu Xingguang smiled and waved to Huo Wen’an, "Brother, come sit by me."

Huo Lan was startled by Xu Xingguang’s soft call of "brother," causing his hair to stand on end.

Seeing Huo Wen’an obediently walk over to sit by Xu Xingguang, Huo Lan felt somewhat numb inside.