The next morning.
Lin Yuan went to the company.
While waiting for the elevator, he met colleagues, Zheng Jing and Yang Zhongming.
"Those songs aren't bad."
Yang Zhongming showed a rare smile when he saw Lin Yuan.
Lin Yuan's music education mainly relied on the character card from Yang Zhongming. Naturally, he felt close to him and treated him with great respect, as if he was a teacher:
"Thank you, Uncle Yang."
Zheng Jing exaggerated her reaction a bit more: "Little Fish, you've been doing great by occupying the top six places of the season chart, something Uncle Yang has never achieved!"
"I was just lucky."
Lin Yuan told the truth: "Under the same circumstances, Uncle Yang could achieve it too."
All thanks to the system.
Yang Zhongming looked pleased, and barely nodded.
Zheng Jing rolled her eyes: "But he didn't, did he? Those songs must have brought in plenty of downloads, it wouldn't be too much to ask you for a treat!"
"Sure."
