He finally understood. These colleagues of his were not exactly people of his industry. They had come from other industries over the past few days. It was no wonder that they did not know who he was. In the industry, few would not know of Zhang Ye, especially in the Beijing Television Station. Any veteran or person who had paid attention to the Golden Microphone Awards, or had heard chatter from colleagues, would definitely know about Zhang Ye.
This was good, too.
He was able to get along much more easily.
After Zhang Ye got used to it, he was quite pleased with his environment.
From another side, Dafei looked at him, “If you have a problem with computers, look for me. There’s nothing I can’t handle.” Then, he handed over a document in a strictly business manner, “This is our program’s planning. Everyone has one. I’ll lend you my copy. I’ll make a copy for you in a while.” Saying that, he lowered his head and worked on his computer.
“Thank you, Brother Fei.” Zhang Ye said.
Hou Ge stared at Dafei. They had already agreed to put the newcomer in his place, so why were you in a hurry? Hence, he said, “Little Zhang, we have unwritten rules that when a newcomer just arrives, he is in charge of cleaning and pouring water.”