Director Chen had to admit that no matter how hard he racked his brains, he couldn't find the loopholes in the agreement.

The second-generation chaebols are indeed the children of capitalists; it seems that only capital can fight against capital in this world.

Yan Jie suggested splitting the entire program into two parts, filming a first season and a second season.

Then the contract was set in stone for the first season. By the time CCTV sent someone over, he had already finished filming the first season and fully fulfilled the contract, so CCTV had no way to sue him.

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

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

"A few of us will stay here to cover for you, but we'll give you a maximum of ten days."

Yan Jie clearly told him, "Director Chen, you need to wrap up the remaining farming variety show in two episodes and announce the perfect end of the first season of 'Let's Farm, Rich Second Generation'."

Shen Yingyu reminded him, "During this period, you can't let CCTV notice anything unusual about you. For the last episode, you need to edit at least two versions, one for submission and one for substitution."

Director Chen glared at them angrily and snapped, "Do you even need to tell me this?"

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

Yan Jie got up from the bench, and before leaving, he suddenly asked him:

"Director, have you offended someone?"

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

Yan Jie never liked to meddle in other people's business, but these people were trying to climb over Jiang Hexi to get to the top, so he had to step in and teach them a lesson.

"Let me check for you."

After Jiang Hexi had a fever for ten consecutive days, her temperature finally came down.

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

"Ah Xi, your blood culture results have been negative twice in a row. Thank goodness, you're finally feeling better."

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

Jiang Hexi reached out her hand and said, "Can I have your phone now?"

Ms. Zhou pulled a book from the bedside table and shoved it into her hand, making up a flimsy excuse:

“Playing on your phone damages your liver. All the antibiotics you used this time are metabolized by the liver. I don’t know how much burden your liver has been under this time. You can play on your phone if you want, but we’ll talk about it after you stop taking all the antibiotics.”

Jiang Hexi changed her approach 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 need to take antibiotics for at least half a month to kill all the bacteria in your body. Don't even think about leaving 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 no more than four days; she could wait.

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

As I passed by the square, I saw groups of elderly people sitting on the steps, all looking up at the large screen opposite them.

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

The older woman, seeing that she was wearing the same hospital gown, told her, "Watch the farming reality show at 8 o'clock."

Jiang Hexi immediately panicked.

She glanced down at her blue and white striped hospital gown, and, afraid the older woman would recognize her, coughed lightly, covering her mouth as she said:

"Auntie, there's a TV in the ward, why did you come here to watch the program?"

“I have diabetes and my vision is blurry. The text on the big screen is large, so I can see it more clearly here.”

"Are the elderly folks sitting here having poor eyesight?"

"What else do you think? Who would leave a perfectly good hospital room to come here and feed mosquitoes?"

Jiang Hexi stopped covering her mouth when she coughed, and was now relieved, no longer worried that others would recognize her.

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

The show started with a lively segment involving book delivery and a scramble for electric scooters.

Laughter erupted intermittently from the surrounding steps, with the older woman laughing so hard she was doubled over, constantly saying to her friend beside her:

"The book 'Mr. Toad' that Xi Mei gave the director was such a perfect gift. The way the director looked at her was as if she had dug up his ancestral grave!"

"Before I could even react, Xiao Baiyang dashed off in a flash. Turns out he was going to steal an electric scooter. How come he and Ximei work together so well?"

The scene then shifts to an aerial view of thousands of acres of wheat fields.

As dusk fell and the setting sun hung in the sky, the wind rippled through the wheat fields, reaching the distant mountains. The rolling greenery scalded Jiang Hexi's eyes with a vibrant red.

She never expected to see that patch of wheat again on camera.

The elderly people watching the commotion continued to laugh.

Jiang Hexi seemed to have left her body, staring at the constantly changing images on the big screen, unable to hear anything as if she had gone deaf.

She sat there in a daze until the laughter around her subsided, and then a voice, trembling with tears, called her back to reality:

"How could the flood have come so suddenly? The beehives are ruined, the free-range chicken farm is flooded, and now even the wheat fields are in danger of being saved."

The older woman sat in front and began to sob.

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

The waterways were finally cleared, and the elderly men and women breathed a sigh of relief as they watched the rainwater rushing from the wheat fields into the shallow water.

Then came a silence from everyone.

Jiang Hexi felt that the oppressive silence was deafening.

She looked at the farming reality show that was still playing. Thousands of acres of wheat had been submerged by the flood. The vast expanse of water stretched as far as the eye could see, and the fallen wheat was constantly being pushed and rolled underwater by the waves.

In the video, she gripped the gunwale tightly, clenched her teeth, tightened her jaw, and let out a storm of sobs amidst the pouring rain.

Accompanied by that suppressed sob, the narrator showed the lines of MaiMai's calendar she had written, followed by flashbacks of photos of farming.

There are photos of the five chaebols drying wheat seeds overnight, a group photo of them sitting on a tractor after the wheat was sown, and an advertisement poster for Zhu Dali compound fertilizer...

The last photo is an aerial view of everyone sitting on a small boat as they transfer, looking out over the thousands of acres of wheat fields.

Director Chen changed Jiang Hexi's last calendar message:

I feel like I can't do anything right. Even though all my wheat fields are flooded, I still really want to grow crops on this land. See you in season two!

At the end of the variety show, the words "Season 1 Ended" appeared on the screen.

Jiang Hexi was already sobbing uncontrollably, and could no longer see the large words on the big screen.