Afternoon.
Zhang Ye was discussing with Xiao Lu about the program recording in a few days time, when suddenly, some people from the advertising department came.
“Teacher Zhang,” a youth said politely.
“Oh, Teacher Liu.” Zhang Ye went over. He had seen these people before. They had worked together on the public service advertisement.
“Don’t, Hur Hur, don’t call me Teacher. Although I’m older than you by about three years, I do not dare to be addressed as Teacher in front of you. Well, the results of the advertisement are out. The reception was extremely good. I believe that you must have heard of it. We came over to thank you. Thank you for all the help,” the youth said in friendly manner.
Zhang Ye smiled, “You’re welcome. It was nothing.”
Another lady chimed in, “If we encounter a tough problem in the future, we might even consult you. Please don’t be stingy when the time comes and give us your guidance.”
Zhang Ye replied helplessly, “I’m just a layman. How can I give any guidance?”