Chapter 80 National Wild King on Love Variety 15

Once the cookies are made, they should be taken to the stalls arranged by the program team to be sold.

The stalls arranged by the program team were very simple.

It's like setting up a street stall under the scorching sun.

But there were the two scenes before, where Lingyao bought water and a generator.

The other guests followed suit and some rented tents and tables.

Make the simple stall look presentable.

Lingyao also got two lounge chairs. She lay down on one of the chairs, covered her face with a newspaper she had gotten from somewhere, and fell asleep.

Yu Ningning and Shen Yixuan took advantage of their free time to run over to Lingyao and squatted on the ground, bickering with each other.

There's nothing we can do about it, since Lingyao even has an air conditioner here.

Only after coming to Lingyao and the others did they realize what a hard life they were living!

There is also a small refrigerator next to Shen Zhi for cold drinks.

Several guests sold a lot one after another, among which Shen Zhi sold the most.

Because their stall was close to the school, Shen Zhi was popular among the students because of his good looks.

Besides, the other groups were in pairs, and you could tell at first glance that they were couples.

Shen Zhi was the only one serving the customers, and Lingyao, who was sleeping in the corner, was blocked and could not be noticed unless one looked carefully.

When Lingyao woke up, Shen Zhi was dealing with two difficult girls.

They bought some biscuits and kept asking Shen Zhi to add them on WeChat.

Shen Zhi's expression was not gentle. His sharp face was cold, tired and impatient.

“No WeChat.”

The girl obviously didn't believe it: "Then why don't you leave us your phone number? We won't harass you. Just treat it as making friends."

"Can't you see that he doesn't want to join?" A clear and cold voice said.

Lingyao stood up from behind Shen Zhi, her face still showing the sleepiness that comes from not getting enough sleep.

When Shen Zhi heard the voice, the impatience on his face froze.

"you're awake?"

Lingyao walked up to her and looked at her with an unpredictable look: "Why, I woke up at the wrong time?"

...all sorts of stuff.

"No..." Shen Zhi wanted to say something, but felt it was unnecessary.

After all, they were just a couple on a show, and she wasn't his, so why should he explain?

Lingyao seemed to be just asking casually and sat back down after asking.

His eyes swept over to the small table next to him and saw two more bags of things.

He reached out and picked up the bag of cookies.

The cookies inside were different from the ones sold on the table. It was the same plate she had just “looked at the shape” of.

Kazkaz.

The director was throwing cookies into his mouth, his cheeks puffing, and the phone in his pocket began to vibrate.

He quickly put down the biscuits and answered the phone in a panic.

"Hello, oh, it's Mr. Zhang, what, you want to invest in our show..."

The director was surprised that everyone was sending money to his door recently.

But if you don’t want the money that comes to your door, you’d be a bastard.

So the director chatted happily for a long time.

They learned that the other party was going to invest 100 million in their program, on the condition that they find a way to get Shen Zhi to withdraw from the program recording and to maliciously cut Lingyao.

"Who are you talking about?" The director didn't quite hear clearly.

The other party reiterated his request once again.

"Oh, sorry, boss. The Miss Sheng you are talking about is our largest investor right now. She invested 500 million."

Otherwise, he would just let her do whatever she wants! ?

Otherwise, the boss could add another 10 million and then he would consider whether to do it or not.

The director rubbed his hands in anticipation.

However, after listening to me, the other party was silent for a while and then hung up the phone.

The assistant told Zhang Wenchuan the news.

A fierce light flashed across Zhang Wenchuan's gentle eyes, and he tapped the desk with his fingers.

"The market value of her company is only 10 million. Where did she get the money to invest? Go, Miss Sheng, and ask her out for a chat."