The next day.
Morning.
The charity association's car arrived at the hotel to pick him up.
Zhang Ye packed his luggage and headed to the venue of the awards ceremony.
It was an internal awards ceremony, so there wasn't even anyone from the media present. After that, an appreciation event was held, followed by a luncheon.
About two hours later, the events finished up.
The business done, Zhang Ye returned to where he came from.
…
In the afternoon.
The Asakusa Hotel.
Zhang Ye had just returned when Ha Qiqi's call arrived.
"Director Zhang."
"Yes?"
"Is the event over?"
"It's done."
"Did it go well?"
"Haha, of course it went well."
"Did you see the news from back home?"
"I've seen it."
"Everyone knows that you're staying at the Asakusa Hotel, so what do we do now?"
