Backstage, in an auditorium usually used for meetings, almost most of the artists were sitting here.
The reason was that Liu Zhengye, the president of An Shi Media, had reportedly said he was coming to see everyone after it ended, so quite a few people had not left, including Yao Yuman, whose schedule was packed full, and Yang Yue and others, who were about to rush off to their next stop to continue performing.
Furthermore, with the concert turning out so successful, there was bound to be a simple celebration ceremony—either everyone would mingle and exchange a few polite pleasantries, or they would cozy up to the upper-echelons who held their lifelines, striving to secure a satisfying event for their next schedule slot.
An You and Xiao Xueer had no intention of acting out of the ordinary, so they came here as well at Yang Yue's invitation.
Only Yang Yue sat in the front row, while they sat at the very back.
Yet in truth, as a signed artist of An Shi Media who was currently quite popular, Yang Yue had not seen Liu Zhengye more than a few times.
After waiting for a few minutes, Liu Zhengye still had not arrived.
A few "big shots" began to question whether Manager Liu was actually going to come.
"He should come, right? Manager Liu said he would."
"Didn't the staff say so too? They're preparing to host a simple celebration party for us; there's no way it's wrong!"
"Manager Liu will definitely come!"
Within a few minutes, the back door of the small auditorium was pushed open.
Creeak!
A large crowd immediately turned their heads to see that the person opening the door was one of the main persons in charge of the concert, a very distinguished-looking woman.
That woman turned