It's not central, but it's definitely convenient enough.
Li Liangxing felt somewhat uneasy as he walked into the empty office, even wondering if he had been deceived. What kind of shell company was this without even a receptionist?
When he saw Xu Qingyan sitting at a desk, the thought intensified. He feared it might be some kind of scam operation with a gang of thugs lurking nearby.
Just as he hesitated whether to flee or not, the other party spoke.
"Hello, welcome to Sky Light Film and Television Company, I am the producer, Xu Qingyan." He stood up to shake hands, omitting the title of screenwriter and making contact using his producer identity.
"You're Li Liangxing, right? Please, have a seat."
Upon hearing the term "Teacher Li," Li Liangxing stiffened. It had been so long since he had heard that address; no one had shown him a kind face in years.
Thus, Xu Qingyan's welcoming smile seemed exceptionally warm.