"How many years?"
"Three years," Tang Ze said, "He's still young. When he returns, it'll be just right."
However, Shi Lan smiled meaningfully and said, "That will only be true if he's willing."
"With such a great opportunity, how could he not be willing?"
"The affairs of artists aren't for me to decide; you should ask him yourself," Shi Lan said, and after tidying up a bit, went to have dinner with General Manager Yan at Shuangshi.
Tang Ze, not understanding, took advantage of the fact that the little rascal wasn't scheduled at the time, and pulled him aside to inquire.
After hearing the entire offer, An Yang wiped his sweat off and smiled, saying, "Ah, really?"
