Zhang Ye felt good being flattered, “Don’t say that. Being a broadcasting host is just my profession. As for planning, that’s just fun and games for me. I can’t compare to you in terms of experience.”
Both of them flattered each other.
This was what chatting meant.
When Little Yu noticed that Ah Qian had managed to look so friendly with the industry wonder, he also felt some pressure. He took the opportunity and also went over, “Teacher Zhang, I’ve long heard about your fame. Everyone calls me ‘Little Yu’, or calls me by my English name, ‘Ca…’” When he spoke up to here, he suddenly recalled that Zhang Ye was an ultra-nationalist, so he quickly ceased, “Just calling me Little Yu would do. I’m also part of the second program planning team.”
“Hello.” Zhang Ye shook hands with him.