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There is no point in announcing this alliance in advance, because it is possible that someone will persuade them to break up the alliance immediately.

Wen Ning'er couldn't think of a good solution and rubbed his forehead. "No, let's just try to save ourselves."

She looked up at everyone and said, "As long as none of us are eliminated, we don't have to worry about them uniting in the end."

When Kang Zhiyuan heard this, his eyes lit up.

Indeed, he was obsessed with appearances.

As long as it's strong enough that others can't ban it, that's enough!

"Those who want to chat can continue chatting for a while, and those who don't want to chat can rest early."

As he said this, he stood up with his hands on his knees and went back to his room.

Lan Ying was the second one to leave. She felt there was nothing to talk about with these people.

If they had known about the live broadcast, they would have helped to protest, maybe they could have gotten some benefits in return, but these people, huh!

The others also returned to their rooms one after another, and there was nothing much to talk about.

The important thing is to go to bed early today and relax well the next day.

Wen Ning'er had a dreamless night and was awakened by the sunlight the next day.

I stretched in bed and let out a long sigh. It had been a long time since I had the feeling of sleeping until I woke up naturally.

Although I only participated in this variety show for about a week, it felt like a long time had passed.

"Hey? Ningning, you're up. Come and help me wash the vegetables." As soon as Wen Ning'er came downstairs, she was assigned a task by Lan Ying before she had time to say hello.

Turning around to look at Yuan Chenxi, who was peeling garlic with her lips slightly pouting, I wanted to laugh, but held it back.

He walked over to Yuan Chenxi and whispered, "How about we switch? I'll peel the garlic and you wash the vegetables."

When Yuan Chenxi heard this, he nodded frantically, "Okay, okay." Hesitating for even a second would be disrespectful to himself.

Wen Ning'er didn't think there was anything wrong with Yuan Chenxi's behavior. If she hadn't asked, and Yuan Chenxi had morally blackmailed her into doing this, she would have been disgusted.

But she was the one who asked for the garlic peeling job in the first place. If she had been less hypocritical and polite, it would have been easier sometimes.

This is also why she usually likes to be with Yuan Chenxi.

However, she has always had a question: how could Yuan Chenxi, with such a personality, open an entertainment company?

With the boss's personality like this, can this company survive?

Wen Ning'er sat on a stool and started peeling garlic. There wasn't much, just a small basin, and she finished peeling it in a short while.

Just as she was about to wash her hands, Lan Ying handed her a large bowl of vegetables.

"Ningning, cut these." Wen Ning'er was a little hesitant in her breathing.

It’s not that she can’t do the job, but she does feel a little uncomfortable being bossed around.

"What is this for? What shape should it be cut into?" Wen Ning'er asked, so that when the shape is not right, she would say that she did not do it well.

She clearly didn't tell me, so how should I know whether you want to make shredded pork with green pepper or stir-fried pork with this green pepper.

"Just cut it into pieces. This is going to be skewered and grilled." Lan Ying's voice came from behind the stove.

Wen Ning'er checked the uses of the vegetables in the basin, then put down the basin and washed her hands.

Put the peeled garlic where Lan Ying can reach it, "Okay, this is the garlic you asked for. It's ready. Put it here."

"Yeah." Lan Ying didn't even raise her head, and no one knew what she was busy with.

After Yuan Chenxi finished washing the vegetables, he was told to get the meat that had been marinated yesterday. It should have been marinated overnight.

Outside, a barbecue grill has been set up in the yard of the villa, and the men are making charcoal fire and moving tables, which are all physical work.

Just when everyone was busy, the car carrying the experts arrived.

Hearing that someone had arrived, everyone who was busy inside and outside the house stopped what they were doing and looked towards the gate.

Kang Zhiyuan dusted off his hands and walked towards the door, intending to greet someone.

As soon as Ping Jiahao and Meng Haoran got out of the car, they saw a middle-aged man walking towards them in the yard.

The stars are indeed young, but their age can still be seen to some extent.

Most of those artists who claim to be ageless can show obvious signs of aging if you take out photos of them when they were younger.

It’s just that people in the entertainment industry know how to compliment others.

"Welcome, welcome." Kang Zhiyuan was the first to extend his hand.

Meng Haoran stepped forward naturally, held it with both hands, shook it up and down twice, and then let go. Ping Jiahao also nodded to Kang Zhiyuan.

"You're welcome. My name is Meng Haoran, and his name is Ping Jiahao. We're the experts on this distribution team. Are you all getting ready for the party?"

Kang Zhiyuan led his men into the yard and was about to go into the house to let them rest when he heard Ping Jiahao's words.

"Well, since the production team gave us a day off today, we thought we'd get together to eat, drink, and relax."

"My name is Kang Zhiyuan. You can call me Brother Kang or Brother Zhiyuan."

It’s not that Kang Zhiyuan is smart, he is the oldest among these people.

He saw that the two experts were about the same age as Yuan Chenxi and Chen Song.

It’s not unfair to call me brother.

"Okay, Brother Kang, is there anything we can do?" Meng Haoran talked about work very naturally.

Because as soon as he got out of the car, he noticed that the smoke from the charcoal fire in the yard was not right. It was probably because the fire was not started properly.

At this time, Zhang Zhihao was bent over and coughing because of the charcoal that he couldn't light and kept smoking.

"Cough, cough, cough, cough..." Tears came out.

Meng Haoran walked towards Zhang Zhihao very consciously, rolled up his sleeves, and said, "Let me do it. I can make charcoal."

Hearing this, Zhang Zhihao was so happy that he quickly straightened up and walked away quickly, wishing he would never see the charcoal again.

"Haoran, right? Come on, come on, I really can't stand this carbon anymore."

Wu Qihua next to him was not in a much better situation either. In fact, no one in the villa knew about this kind of thing.

The job of burning charcoal cannot be given to girls, it is too ungentlemanly. The two of them went ahead and did it, but the reality was too disappointing.

The two of them went upstairs to wash their hands, looking a little dusty. Their hands were covered in carbon ash, and even their clothes were stained with it.

Wu Qihua had never been so dirty before, and he couldn't stand it anymore. He ran to the room to change clothes and came down again.

By the time the dishes were served and the meat started to be grilled, it was already two o'clock in the afternoon.

Everyone had breakfast in the morning, but they have been busy since breakfast and have been working.

Although it wasn't any strenuous work, I was still very hungry.

Kang Zhiyuan called out to Ping Jiahao who was grilling skewers, "Jiahao, come over and eat for a while. When it's not enough, someone else can grill it."

They cooked a lot of dishes, and there was a grill tray on the table, so they might not eat much of the skewers. Besides, they were guests after all, so there was no point in letting the guests cook all the time.

Ping Jiahao also followed Kang Zhiyuan's words and sat down at the dining table, and Wen Ning'er helped him pour wine.

If girls want to drink, they can drink wine. If they don’t want to drink, they can drink milk or other beverages. We won’t force you.

After Kang Zhiyuan and others had their glasses filled with drinks, he stood up with his own glass.

"Come, let us welcome two experts."