"Okay."
Seeing Liao Feng and the others disappear into the crowd, Zhang Jingdong counted two tickets, handed them to Zhou Zhou, and then gave the remaining tickets to Zhang Xiaowan.
Half an hour later, everyone started queuing to enter the venue.
At this time, some people who didn't manage to get tickets began to worry, and timely voices emerged from the crowd.
"Tickets for row 8 only 2000..."
"Tickets for row 10 only 1500..."
"Does anyone have tickets for the first 5 rows, I'll pay 5000, if it's the first 3 rows, I'll pay 10000!"
Zhang Xiaowan glanced at her ticket and couldn't help but exclaim: "Our tickets are for the 3rd row, Boss Zhang, you're amazing, these are worth 10000 bucks!"
Sun Xiaoxiao chimed in: "Of course Boss Zhang gets the best tickets, and most importantly, if I remember correctly, our seats will be no more than seven or eight meters away from the stage, we'll be able to see every performer's face clearly!"
