It must be welcomed humbly and warmly.

What Yang Chengyi didn't expect was that Jiuchun TV Station responded very quickly. Boss Yang, who had appeared on "Jiuchun News" twice and had advertising cooperation with the TV station, was very polite but he withstood the pressure of saving face and did not break the rules of a composer.

More recently, the first high school classmate to call Yang Jingxing was Yang Weicheng. The two only had a little friendship at two gatherings after graduation, and this was the first time the two had communicated with each other since they first met.

He called, but there was no need for too much politeness. Yang Weicheng said directly: "I mentioned you to my friend. He was watching TV but I didn't. I called twice and couldn't get through."

"I was a little busy just now." Yang Jingxing was very loyal: "Did you change your number? I saved your phone number."

Yang Weicheng: "I changed it a long time ago so I can get online. Um...are you in New York?"

"No, at home. How about you?"

"I'm at home..." Yang Weicheng thought for a moment and sighed a little: "I'm going to be on the news."

Yang Jingxing chuckled: "I'm hitching a ride."

Yang Weicheng didn't understand: "What car?"

Yang Jingxing explained: "I got into the news with the Puhai National Orchestra."

"Yeah." Yang Weicheng still encouraged: "It's okay, I'll go."

Yang Jingxing was still vulgar: "How is your customs? There is a lot of oil and water, right?"

Yang Weicheng finally got a little excited: "You know I work? I'll go."

Yang Jingxing also said: "Holy shit, are you that low-key? Who doesn't know about Zero Three Three?"

Yang Weicheng hummed again: "...it's about seven o'clock in the evening? Do you know?"

Yang Jingxing: "I don't know."

Yang Weicheng gave face: "Look, I have never watched News Network."

Yang Jingxing didn't believe it: "You civil servants don't watch the news broadcast?"

"Don't look." Yang Weicheng was very decisive.

Yang Jingxing suggested: "Then you'd better keep the record."

Yang Weicheng chuckled and seemed a little hesitant again: "Do you know, where is Jiang Qing now?"

Yang Jingxing didn’t gossip: “I don’t know, do you want her phone number if you have her?”

"Forget it." Yang Weicheng seemed to only like beautiful women: "Where is Tao Meng?"

Yang Jingxing could only estimate: "It should be in the United States."

Yang Weicheng asked: "You don't know?"

"have no idea."

"Oh..." Yang Weicheng seemed to be speechless: "It's okay, bye."

Before half past one, the doorbell of the Yang family rang. The father and son were busy on the phone. Xiao Shuxia guessed as she went to answer the call: "Who is it?"

"Me!" Zhang Yang roared but was still polite: "Zhang Yang, wish Aunt Xiao a happy new year... and then tie the four masters to parade in the streets!" Lu Lin and the others shouted louder.
Chapter completed!