The eldest lady became popular in the farming variety show

Director Chen had to admit that even if he racked his brains, he couldn't find a loophole in the agreement.

The second generation of chaebols are worthy of being the children of capitalists. It is true that only capital can fight against capital in this world.

Yan Jie suggested dividing the entire program into two parts, shooting it as the first season and the second season.

The contract was then limited to the first season. By the time CCTV sent people over, he had already finished recording the first season and fully fulfilled the contract. There was no way CCTV could sue him.

He will have full authority over the filming of the new second season of the show.

This idea is not only good, but also the most powerful counterattack against Lizhi TV.

"A few of us will stay here to provide cover for you, but we will only give you ten days at most."

Yan Jie told him clearly, "Director Chen, you have to finish the remaining farming variety shows in two episodes and announce the perfect conclusion of the first season of "Let's Farm, Rich Second Generation"."

Shen Yingyu reminded him, "During this period, you must not let the main station notice anything unusual about you. You must edit at least two versions of the last episode, one for review and one for substitution."

Director Chen gave them an annoyed look and said, "Do you need to tell me about this?"

The three of them reached a tacit consensus on this matter.

Yan Jie stood up from the bench and suddenly asked him before leaving:

"Director, have you offended someone?"

Director Chen told him bluntly, "I don't know how many investors, advertisers and agents I have rejected along the way. I can't tell you which one you are specifically asking about."

Yan Jie never liked to meddle in other people's business, but since these people wanted to step on Jiang Hexi to get to the top, he had to step in and give them a good beating:

"I'll check it for you."

After Jiang Hexi had a fever for ten consecutive days, his temperature finally subsided.

Ms. Zhou went to the doctor's office and came back with good news:

"Ah Xi, the results of your two consecutive blood culture tests were both negative. Thank God, you are finally feeling better this time."

"Mom, I haven't had a fever all day."

Jiang Hexi stretched out his hand to her and said, "Can you give me your phone?"

Ms. Zhou pulled a book from the bedside table and stuffed it into her hand, then made up an excuse and said:

"Playing with your phone hurts your liver. All the antibiotics you used this time are metabolized by the liver. I don't know how heavy a burden this is on your liver. You can play with your phone if you want, but wait until you stop taking all the antibiotics."

Jiang Hexi changed his mind and asked, "Mom, can I be discharged from the hospital tomorrow?"

"Don't even think about it."

Ms. Zhou said coldly, "The doctor said that you have to use antibiotics for at least half a month to kill all the bacteria in your body. You can't be discharged from the hospital before that."

Jiang Hexi looked at Ms. Zhou suspiciously, smiled and said nothing.

But she was certain that her family was hiding something from her, and that she would be discharged from the hospital in about four days, so she could wait.

After dinner, she took a walk in the park behind the affiliated hospital in her loose hospital gown.

Passing by the square, I saw old men and women sitting in groups of two or three on the steps, all looking up at the big screen opposite.

She walked over and asked curiously, "Auntie, what are you looking at?"

The auntie told her, because she was wearing the same hospital gown, "Watch the farming variety show at 8 o'clock."

Jiang Hexi suddenly panicked.

She lowered her head to glance at the blue and white vertical striped hospital gown on her body, fearing that the aunt would recognize her, and she covered her mouth and coughed lightly:

"Auntie, there's a TV in the ward, why are you here watching the show?"

"I have diabetes, so my vision is blurry. The words on the big screen are big, so I can see more clearly here."

"The uncles and aunts sitting here, do your eyesight not work well?"

"What else do you think? Who would leave the ward to come here and feed mosquitoes?"

Jiang Hexi no longer covered her mouth when coughing. This time she felt relieved and not worried at all that others would recognize her.

The eighth episode of "Let's Farm, Rich Second Generation" is officially aired.

The show begins with a joyful session of giving away books and competing for electric cars.

There were bursts of laughter from time to time on the surrounding steps. The aunt laughed so hard that she fell backwards and kept saying to her girlfriends:

"The book by Mr. Toad that Ximei gave to the director was such a fitting gift. The director looked at her as if she had dug up his ancestral grave!"

"Before I could react, Xiao Baiyang rushed out. It turned out that he was going to grab the electric bike. How come he and Ximei cooperated so well?"

The scene then changed to an aerial shot of a thousand acres of wheat fields.

As dusk fell and the setting sun hung in the sky, the wind blew the wheat waves to the end of the distant mountains. The rolling green was so boiling that it made Jiang Hexi's eyes red.

She didn't expect to see that field of wheat in front of the camera again.

The old men and women who were watching the fun around were still laughing.

Jiang Hexi seemed to have lost his soul. He looked at the constantly changing images on the big screen and could not hear anything as if he was deaf.

She sat there in a daze until the laughter around her died down and she was called back to reality by a crying voice:

"How can a flood happen just like that? The beehives have been destroyed, the free-range chicken farms have been flooded, and now even the wheat fields are in danger of being destroyed."

The auntie sitting in the front started sobbing.

On the big screen, Jiang Hexi stepped into waist-deep muddy water. Every time she raised her knife to chop, the aunt in front of her couldn't help sobbing.

The waterway was finally cleared, and the old men and women all breathed a sigh of relief when they saw the rain water in the wheat fields rushing into the shallow water.

Then everyone fell silent.

For a moment, Jiang Hexi felt that this oppressive silence was deafening.

She looked at the farming variety show that was still being broadcast. Thousands of acres of wheat were completely submerged by the flood. The vast water was endless, and the fallen wheat was constantly rolling underwater under the push of the waves.

In the picture, she clutched the side of the boat tightly, clenched her teeth, tightened her jaw, and cried like a storm in the pouring rain.

Along with the suppressed cry, the narrator types out the lines of Maimai's calendar she wrote, followed by flashbacks of photos of her farming.

There are photos of the five chaebols drying wheat seeds overnight, photos of them sitting on a tractor after wheat was sown, and advertising posters of Zhu Dali's compound fertilizer...

The last photo is an aerial photo of everyone sitting on a small boat and looking at the thousand acres of wheat fields.

Director Chen changed Jiang Hexi's last calendar message:

[I can't seem to do anything right. Even though my wheat is all flooded, I still want to plant this land. See you in the second season.]

At the end of the variety show, the words "First Season Ended" were displayed.

Jiang Hexi had already cried so much that she couldn't even see the few big words on the big screen.