"Would you do us the honor of attending our concert?"
"I know you're in charge of the Immortal security, so you must come, haha.
"But, could your... uh... relatives, friends, classmates and such, also do us the honor?"
While speaking, the agent glanced slyly around the corridor, saw no one else, and took out a thick stack of tickets, stuffing them into Zhang Shan's hand.
"They're all inner area tickets, all good seats!
"You might not know, but these inner area tickets are not cheap, hard to sell!
"But it looks bad if the inner area isn't filled with people.
"Please do us a favor, invite some relatives and friends to fill the inner area, help us create a lively scene."
Zhang Shan's expression was strange, instinctively pinching the stack of tickets. When he looked down, he saw a stack of hard card inner area tickets with black and gold colors. Just as he was about to say something, he suddenly noticed there was an envelope tucked in with the tickets.
