Chapter 100 This is his style

The highlights of this segment are actually more exciting than the previous one.

The first guest called his rumored girlfriend. The conversation was casual but with a hint of ambiguity, and the answer he got in the end was a coquettish rejection.

"I can still consider it for one million, but if it's ten million, you might as well sell me first."

Finally, everyone in the studio laughed out loud. The person on the other side immediately realized that they were just recording a show, so he smiled and greeted the audience, jokingly saying,

"I should have agreed directly earlier. You should have rehearsed your lines with me first."

Everyone laughed.

Some of the following guests called highly respected performing artists of the older generation and successfully borrowed 500,000 yuan. Some called friends who were known to have broken up, but the friends very kindly agreed to lend them 1 million yuan. There was even one senior who called her ex-husband and borrowed the highest amount of 5 million yuan.

There was a sudden commotion at the scene.

Finally, there are two left to be announced.

They were probably the two people that the program crew deliberately left behind.

Wei Lan and Shen Pianpian.

"So who did Sister Lan call?"

Wei Lan glanced at him while answering the phone and said lightly,

"Mr. Cheng from our company."

There was a moment of stunned silence at the scene. The host breathed in excitement when he saw the explosive point coming, and said to the camera,

"Sister Lan's company is Shengshi Entertainment Group, which is under the Cheng family. And the new president of Shengshi is none other than Cheng Zhiyuan, who is known as the young master of the imperial capital."

"This person is definitely the most unlikely person in this segment. So Sister Lan should turn on the speakerphone now."

Wei Lan pressed the hands-free button with an absent-minded smile, and a magnetic male voice came from the other end.

"How much do you want to borrow?"

"Ten million, Mr. Cheng," Wei Lan said with a smile, looking very friendly. "Just think of it as advance payment for labor costs, okay? I will definitely pay you back as soon as possible."

"It's okay if you don't pay it back, why bother being polite to me?"

The whole audience showed expressions of surprise and amazement.

Wei Lan smiled and said thank you, while looking up at Shen Pianpian who was sitting opposite her.

When he raised his eyes, he just happened to see a smile slowly rising on Miss Shen's lips.

For some reason, my smug mood suddenly took a hit.

Shen Pianxian looked at her while answering the phone with a half-smile on her face, and raised her voice slightly.

"Director, I think the segment with Senior Sister just now can't be broadcast."

These sudden words startled everyone, including the director standing outside, and they all looked at her.

Wei Lan looked at her quietly, but an ominous premonition gradually grew in her heart.

Shen Pianxian smiled and shook the phone in her hand, then pressed the hands-free button and spoke casually,

"Boss, are you using two phones to answer calls now?"

The camera took a close-up, and the contact on the screen was exactly Cheng Zhiyuan.

Everyone looked at Wei Lan in amazement.

However, at this moment her face was pale, and she stared blankly at Shen Pianpian's phone screen.

In the silence, I seemed to hear a faint breathing on the other end of the phone, followed by a low, gorgeous, cello-like, magnetic male voice, direct and decisive.

"You're recording a show."

Miss Shen, who was originally busy attacking the enemy, froze for two seconds, then said depressedly,

"How do you know?"

"Too obvious."

The host, who was completely confused, said hurriedly,

"Is this the real Mr. Cheng?"

Cheng Zhiyuan paused slightly, then said,

"Is there a fake Mr. Cheng?"

Shen Pianpian could almost imagine the man raising his eyebrows slightly on the other end of the phone.

She smiled and looked up at the motionless Wei Lan, and continued to complete her task.

"My current program task is to borrow 10 million from you, the boss. Will you lend it to me?"

"Yes," the other side replied calmly without hesitation, "but it will be more expensive than bank interest."

There's interest, right?

Shen Pianpian curled her lips in disgust, quickly hung up the phone, then looked up at Wei Lan with a smile.

"Senior Sister, you are so familiar with the boss, don't you know that this is his style?"