I asked you to go down the mountain and get married, not to shock the world!

After all, they were all thinking about Jiangnan together. Xing Mingjie apologized sincerely. Min Yeyi did not completely forgive him, but he did not hold a grudge against him either.

A strange state of stability was maintained between the two.

After coming down from the mountain, the variety show director was also anxiously looking for Mingchuan.

The series of high reactions he had caused before have now fallen silent in the past two or three days. The enthusiasm of netizens has dropped from 100% at the beginning to 30% now.

The remaining thirty people were all waiting to see if Mingchuan could come back.

The director team was scratching their heads in anxiety, the ratings were dropping, and those advertisers who had already had complaints about them were all waiting to slap them in the face.

In desperation, the director could only ask Pei Qingyu to help find Mingchuan.

Unexpectedly, he came all the way to the door to wait, but accidentally ran into Fang Wa who just came out of the Gu breeding room.

His face was gloomy and he had an aura of death on him. The sharp mouth of the insect in his hand was squirming randomly, and suddenly it pounced on the director's face uncontrollably, scaring the director so much that he screamed, took several steps back, and fell to the ground!

My legs kept shaking.

"What the hell is this!?"

The director's high-pitched voice woke up everyone else in the villa and also startled a long worm that Fang Wa brought back from the mountain.

The erotic long worm coiled around Fang Wa's neck, poked its head out and looked at him with its cold vertical pupils.

The director's eyes rolled back and he fainted from fright.

Mingchuan came up from behind and said, "Fangwa, what's going on? Who's yelling so loudly?"

Fang Wa innocently made way for him and looked at the director lying on the ground.

I saw that guy lying flat on the spot, his body still shaking.

Mingchuan looked at the people on the ground, then at the strange bugs on Fang Wa's body, helplessly asking, "You scared people like this?"

"I didn't..." Fang Wa said innocently.

Mingchuan waved his hand: "Forget it, forget it, forget it if there is nothing. You go back and rest first, I'll take care of this."

"it is good."

Fang Wa responded, turned around with a sinister look, and went back with the little gadgets on her body.

Mingchuan looked at him and clicked his tongue.

"What's wrong with this kid lately? He looks a lot more sinister after coming down from the mountain. Did he bring something down the mountain that I don't know about?"

Jizhou beside him shook his head: "I don't know, I didn't see it."

"I'll ask Mr. Lu later."

"it is good."

Jizhou agreed, and Mingchuan squatted in front of the director, picked him up with one hand and brought him to the director's car not far away.

When I opened the door, I saw Pei Qingyu blinking inside.

Mingchuan held his forehead helplessly.

"Since you're here, why don't you get out of the car? Why let him go through this whole ordeal alone?"

Pei Qingyu stared at Mingchuan eagerly, his eyes no longer showing the rebelliousness of the past, but a gentle light.

"He...he said he wanted to invite you back to the show. I was worried you didn't want to see me, so I hid..."

Pei Qingyu became less and less confident as he spoke.

A big question mark popped up in Mingchuan's mind. When did he become unhappy with Pei Qingyu?

After thinking for a long time, he recalled that the last time he met and parted with Pei Qingyu, this person seemed to want to invite him.

Mingchuan reacted suddenly, coughed a few times, threw the director onto the back seat, and moved around to the front passenger seat.

"You misunderstood. There's nothing I want to see. Now that I'm here, I'll go with you to take a look."

"Good~"

Pei Qingyu's voice is sweet, just like that of a young girl.

Mingchuan couldn't help but complain in his heart that the money in the entertainment industry really was enough to support people.

The driver started the car and drove all the way to the recording site, and the director finally woke up from his drowsy state.

When he saw the car shaking slightly and Mingchuan's shadow in front of it, he was stunned for a moment and couldn't recover even after wiping his eyes.

"Don't sleep anymore, get up quickly and take some time to get off the bus."

Mingchuan spoke up and brought the director back to his senses.

The director's foggy mind finally seemed to be brightened by a wire, "Mr. Ming! You finally agreed to see me!"

Mingchuan held his forehead helplessly: "It's not that I didn't see you before, it's that I was busy with something important over there."

The group got out of the car and Mingchuan continued to ask.

"How's the recording going lately?"

The director was so excited that he didn't even remember how scared he was by Fang Wa. He hurriedly took out all the ugly performance data from the past few days and placed them in front of Mingchuan.

"Mr. Ming, look at me. I've been getting scolded to death these past few days. Those advertisers are practically sniping me!"

Upon hearing this, Mingchuan took the data handed over by the director.

The data is all in the red, which makes people's eyes tremble.

Mingchuan raised his eyebrows in disdain, "What the hell are you talking about? Don't you have a screenwriter or something in your group? Seeing the ratings drop, can't you come up with some scripts?"

The director cried: "Didn't you say before that we are not allowed to use the script?"

"When did I say we can't use scripts? I just said your scripts are unrealistic and clichéd. They're all about love affairs, and the same people are always involved. Who wants to watch that?"

"Most of the people who are watching your variety shows right now are workers who want to see me clean up my workplace."

"Looking at me isn't the point. Looking at rectifying the workplace is the point. Do you understand?"

Mingchuan's rapid output made the director even more miserable, his calves trembling.

"But, your company doesn't have much to fix now. Mr. Zhou Tian and his team, along with a few new employees, have been handling your company's issues in an orderly manner. We even have a group of dedicated spectators who are studying diligently."

That’s right, among the remaining 30%, some people are not only waiting in Mingchuan, but also seriously learning workplace knowledge.

Mingchuan said, "There's nothing left to reorganize in our company. Why don't you discuss it with Zhou Tian and the others and take other people with you to reorganize other companies?"

Upon hearing this, the director hesitated to speak again, his face looking grim.

How dare he!

Mingchuan shook his head helplessly, "Forget it, forget it, you're such a useless guy. I'll go in and take a look first."

The director nodded repeatedly as if he had been pardoned.

Pei Qingyu sat obediently in the car and waited. Mingchuan and the director got out of the car and went straight to the company.

The wind blowing in your face feels different, a crisp breath that makes you feel refreshed.

The lady at the front desk was wearing standard professional clothes. When she saw Mingchuan and the director come in, she immediately stood up and bowed with a sweet smile.

"Hello, Mr. Ming."

Mingchuan nodded as a greeting.

Turning my head to look inside the company, I realized that most of the company had become a filming set...

Multiple equipment stands stood on the ground, and the camera was aimed at several interns that Zhou Tian was leading.

At this time, Zhou Tian's face turned red and his anger was at its peak.

The intern in front of him had just miscalculated the cargo data, resulting in a massive loss! At least six figures!

Many netizens in the live broadcast room are waiting for them to fight!