The next day.
At home.
Zhang Ye slept until noon.
He couldn't help it. His recent days had been a nightmare. It was always all about work the moment he opened his eyes. Even when he was asleep, he would be dreaming that he was instructing the staff at work. Going home for a warm meal felt like he had been given a long vacation from work. The show's planning, directing, tasking, vote counting, hosting, and managing of singers were all overseen by Zhang Ye. No details that happened within the program team did not involve Zhang Ye's decision. As a result, you could imagine how tiring it was for him. He really couldn't get any rest throughout an entire day. The show had finally come to a successful end yesterday, and Zhang Ye's mission was complete. He dozed off the moment he laid down and slept until now. If it weren't for his mother coming to wake him up, he could probably have laid in bed for three whole days and nights.
The door opened.
