On the first floor of the villa.
Zhang Ye rushed down from upstairs. "Dad, Mom."
"Are you done taking calls?" His parents were both watching television in the living room.
"Yes, I'm done." Zhang Ye said with a smile, "There's something that I want to tell you two about."
His mother asked, "What is it?"
Zhang Ye said, "The Asian Red Cross Society has officially appointed me as their new Asian philanthropic ambassador."
His mother snorted. "Knock it off."
Zhang Ye said, "But it's true; the appointment letter will be issued very soon."
His father also did not believe him. "Why would they appoint you?"
Zhang Ye said, "Because my calligraphy was sold for almost 700 million RMB and the proceeds were all donated to them."
Only then did his mother say in surprise, "Did they really appoint you?"
"Didn't I just get off the phone with them?" Zhang Ye said in amusement.
