After Lu Yan was taken away by security, applause came from behind Xu Xiangbei. An old man wearing a yellow Versace suit, with a cigar in his mouth and a lace tie, with youthful silver hair, applauded Xu Xiangbei.
Despite his silver hair, his skin was well-maintained and delicate, dressed luxuriously: "Young man, you have great skills. Want to work in action stunts for movies?"
"I'm not interested in acting. Who are you?"
The old man looked disappointed: "I am Huang Qinghai. How should I address you, young brother? With such great skills, are you from an Ancient Martial Family?"
This old man, who looked like a playboy, was the president of Qinghai Film and Television, Huang Qinghai. No wonder he dressed so flamboyantly. Xu Xiangbei politely said, "Ah, it's President Huang. My name is Xu Xiangbei, you can call me Dr. Xu. My family is not an Ancient Martial Family; I just enjoy practicing martial arts."
"Oh, want to come to my office for a cup of tea?"
"Sure, as you please."
