Return to the television station?

The rain outside had stopped.

The fragrance of the home-cooked dishes flowed throughout the house.

"It's time for lunch."

"Oh, it's been hard on you, Little Cao."

"Yeah, we've really troubled you today."

"It's fine. I'm very happy that everyone agreed to come. Quick, take a seat."

"Oh, there's so many dishes? I know it's good just from the smell."

"Old Zhang, shall we have some to drink?"

"Sure, let's drink together. I have some here, it's Yùyè."

"Yùyè is top-quality wine and really expensive."

"Little Ye brought it back home. Someone gave it to him."

This brand, Yùyè, is a world-famous wine with a great aroma.

In the living room, two tables were set up and was somewhat able to fit everyone. Zhang Ye also came out but did not sit around it. Rather, he kept to his usual position near his bedroom. He pulled a chair to the side and sat on the outside. Everyone even praised him thinking that Zhang Ye was being polite.