As soon as Xu Wang stepped out of the elevator, an assistant led him to the reception room on the top floor.
When Xu Wang entered, Yu Yuan instinctively shot to his feet.
"P-President Xu?" Yu Yuan had never seen Xu Wang before. He was still under enormous financial pressure, so he still used a basic phone that could only make calls.
"Hello, let me introduce myself. I'm your future boss, Xu Wang." Xu Wang smiled and held out his hand to Yu Yuan.
"H-hello." Yu Yuan wiped his hands before carefully taking Xu Wang's hand.
As Xu Wang looked at Yu Yuan, he could clearly sense his unease. Perhaps he was afraid of jumping into another fire pit after just escaping a place that ate people alive.
"Please, have a seat." Xu Wang gestured toward a chair.
"O-okay." Yu Yuan fumbled as he pulled out the chair and slowly sat down.
"I heard that you wrote many of the songs Zhong Ran sings. I wonder if that's true." Xu Wang looked at Yu Yuan with a deliberately curious expression.
Yu Yuan had not expected Xu Wang to specifically ask him about the rumor after hearing it. After all, back at his previous company, nobody had believed him even when he brought it up himself. Some had even mocked him to his face, telling him to go home if he wanted to dream.
Yu Yuan suddenly grew a little nervous. He was afraid he would say the wrong thing and extinguish the only candle still burning before him.
Yu Yuan took a deep breath and nodded. Just as he was frantically trying to organize his words, a softly spoken remark from Xu Wang left him completely stunned.
"All right. Do you have any evidence of your own? If you do,