“That will be good. We will share some of your spotlight and enjoy the VIP treatment.” Auntie Sun and the others took their seats on the first row, which were very close to the stage. The program’s tickets were all handed out at the last minute, so it wasn’t too formal and there were no seat numbers. Afterall, the recording studio was small, their program didn’t have any fame and thus things were not too strict. Since there were no seat numbers, Zhang Ye could still call the shots on some matters, like seating the VIPs at the front. His old colleagues had come to support him. Zhang Ye was definitely touched by this.
The audience members were all now seated.
Former assistant Xiaofang laughed a little, then took out a piece of paper from her bag. It wasn’t really a paper, more like a banner, and on it was Zhang Ye’s name. They felt like groupies, holding the banner above their heads and swaying left to right.
Zhang Ye smiled bitterly. Surely that wasn’t necessary?
Over there, Xiao Lu was anxiously stomping her feet, “Why are they not here yet!”