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Blazing Sun shone brightly as Qiluo Ling stood beneath the towering building, looking up in awe at its dazzling brilliance. This was indeed a modern skyscraper, and its grandeur hinted at the strength of Yuna Music Company.
Upon reaching the entrance, she pushed open the bright glass doors and felt a sense of surprise. The lobby inside was unusually spacious and empty, seemingly devoid of even a security guard.
The lobby was brightly lit, and she stood in the center, feeling lost and unsure of which direction to take. Suddenly, she noticed the flashing lights above her and instinctively looked up.
A massive Display Screen appeared overhead, showcasing a large image of an expansive office. As the camera zoomed in, it revealed a luxurious desk in front of a Black Leather Chair, where an elderly man with graying hair sat with his back to her, seemingly gazing out at the world beyond the window.
He seemed to sense her gaze from behind and slowly turned around. To her surprise, he was a handsome Young Man, though his face bore the marks of experience that seemed to surpass his youthful appearance.
“Hello, Qiluo Ling Miss Qi!” he smiled at her and greeted her warmly.
Qiluo Ling was taken aback; he could accurately call her name, indicating he must be quite familiar with her, even though she did not recognize him.
“Hello!” she replied politely.
“Are you here to see me?”
“Yes.”
“Just follow the directional signs on the floor, and you will find my office. We will meet soon,” he said, his smile gradually fading as the screen image began to disappear. Yet, a lingering hint of a smile remained on his lips in her memory.
To Qiluo Ling's astonishment, a twenty-centimeter-wide orange electronic arrow suddenly illuminated on the floor beneath her feet, pointing toward the white wall ahead. Following this glowing path, she approached the wall.
Standing directly in front of that side wall, she noticed a green light emanating from somewhere within it, scanning her entire body. Then, as if by magic, the wall transformed into a silver elevator that slowly opened its doors.
She stepped inside as the elevator doors closed gently behind her. A beautiful Classical Piano Piece played from above. Despite the music accompanying her, she still felt a bit claustrophobic in the elevator space. Clearly, this elevator was unlike any ordinary one; it did not move vertically but instead traveled in various directions—both horizontally and diagonally.
Qiluo Ling felt very uncomfortable in her stomach, even feeling the urge to vomit. She tried her best to control her feelings so as not to embarrass herself too much.
Finally, the elevator stopped, and the doors slowly opened. Two tall young women dressed in black long dresses stood respectfully at the entrance. Seeing people finally gave her a sense of security.
“Miss Qi, please follow me,” one of the women in black said with a smile, extending her right hand in an inviting gesture.
Qiluo Ling nodded slightly and followed her, while the other woman trailed behind her. Perhaps unaccustomed to having someone follow her, she felt a wave of nervousness, always sensing that the eyes behind her wanted to see through everything about her. She couldn't help but glance back frequently, but fortunately, the woman in black only looked back at her gently and kindly.
They walked through an empty corridor and arrived at the center of the floor. In the center was a large logo of Yuna Music. The logo depicted a golden hand adorned with many exquisite patterns, with a black eye in the palm surrounded by petals.
After thinking for a moment, Qiluo recalled that this hand was called “hameshhand,” also known as “Hamsa Hand” or “the Hand of Fatima.” Fatima is a legendary moon goddess, said to have a hand that can heal all ailments of her followers. This hand symbol represents protection against the evil eye, which has been a popular superstition throughout Jew history.
She lingered on this pattern for a long time, seemingly trying to find some clues about Yuna Music.
Finally, they reached a silver metal door, where the woman in black stopped, turned around with a smile, and gestured for her to enter.
The door opened automatically. Qiluo Ling hesitated for a few seconds but ultimately walked inside. As soon as she stepped in, the door closed automatically behind her.
Just like the previous display screen image, before her was the man, with one difference: this man's appearance was clearly presented before her.
He looked to be in his thirties but had graying hair and an expression on his face that belied his age. However, the aura he exuded was undoubtedly that of an exceptional individual.
“Hello, Miss Qi, please take a seat,” he politely extended his right hand toward the position across from his desk.
She sat down.
"First, let me introduce myself. My name is Gale, and I am the global CEO of Yuna Music Company." His voice was gentle.
"It’s a pleasure to meet you, Mr. Gale. I assume you are already familiar with me, so I won’t introduce myself further."
He smiled slightly and asked, "May I ask if you came to see me today?"
"Yes."
"Why do you want to see me?"
"I came for that particular piece of music. I heard that every piece of music in the world can be found in your archives, is that correct?"
"Theoretically, yes, but I can't be completely certain. After all, nothing in this world is absolute, right?"
"Yes, I just want to borrow your music data."
"Which piece are you looking for?"
"Of course, I'm referring to the piece 'Devil's Sorrow.' I believe you are quite aware of it."
"How can you be sure that I will lend you that data? After all, we are not a public library."
"Are there conditions for borrowing?"
"Of course, after all, there’s no such thing as a free lunch in this world, right?"
"May I ask what your conditions are?"
"We really need your help."
"Help? What help can I give you? I feel that the idea of me being able to assist you is quite far-fetched, after all, I am just a weak woman."
"Everyone comes into this world with a different mission, no matter how humble their status. No one can replace themselves." He smiled slightly.
"That's true, but you are at the top of the biological chain. If you can't do it, then we must be out of reach."
He continued to smile faintly and said, "It's still a bit early to discuss this. I hope you will first take a look at the information about the piece. After you have some understanding, we can talk again. That way, it will be clearer, and you'll find it easier to comprehend."
After saying this, he lightly tapped a key on the table, and the door behind him opened. The two beautiful women in black dresses walked in.
"Please take Miss Qi to the information room," he instructed them.
Then he turned to Qiluo Ling and said, "They will take you to the information room. Our discussion will resume once you've reviewed the materials and returned here. We can further negotiate then."
The woman in the black dress smiled at her and politely said, "Please follow me."
Qiluo Ling stood up and followed them out of the CEO Office, moving into the silent corridor, and finally stepping into the oppressive elevator once more.
This ride was short, and they quickly reached another floor. Exiting the elevator, they walked through a long corridor until they arrived at a room.
Actually, it was two separate rooms. Although the two rooms were not connected, they were transparent and visible to each other.
Through the glass door, Qiluo Ling could clearly see the room on the left. The room had a high ceiling, obviously designed with a vertical connection between two levels, creating a three-dimensional effect.
Inside were rows of exquisite cabinets, each with numerous horizontal drawers, and every cabinet had different colors and patterns. Among them was a cabinet that was red and gold with a beautiful dragon design; she thought it must be from the Chinese Music Archive.
"The computer has complete music file numbers, so please wait on the sofa for a moment while I personally bring the files to you."
They had entered the Reading Room on the right. The room was small, containing a black table, a black leather chair, a computer, a piece of paper, and a pen. It seemed to be set up for those who needed to reference materials and take notes.
Next to the table was a gray rectangular sofa with several square cushions on it.
"Would you like something to drink? Tea? Coffee?"
"Um... I'll have a cup of green tea."
"Okay, I'll be right back."
Before long, she returned with a cup of green tea and some materials.
"Here are your materials and green tea; take your time reading." She placed the materials and tea on the desk, then turned to leave and closed the door.
Qiluo Ling picked up the materials, took a sip of green tea, and began to read carefully.
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