In the afternoon.
Zhang Ye returned to the studio.
Everyone was working and was rather surprised to see him.
"Director Zhang?"
"What are you doing here?"
"Didn't you say that you were taking two days off?"
"Yeah, it's only been half a day."
"Ah, did something happen again?"
"Is someone trying to challenge you again?"
If it were any other celebrity's studio, how could there always be so many things happening on a daily basis? Besides, no one could bear that much of it either. If something big happened once every six months, that would be more than enough trouble for them to handle. But it was different at Zhang Ye's Studio. Here, if there wasn't a major incident or two per week, they wouldn't be known as Zhang Ye's Studio anymore. This was the epicenter of the Asian entertainment industry's problems.
Zhang Ye smiled. "Nothing bad happened."
Only then did everyone heave a sigh of relief. "You gave us such a fright."
