Director Li had just stood up, ready to let the guests eat their own food, when Director Fu stopped him, "Old Li, where are you going?"

"How many times have I told you not to call me Old Li? Are you blind? Didn't you see they were all eating together? What's the point of having them pick the slips of paper then?" Director Li glared at Fu Yining and said irritably when he heard Fu Yining call him Old Li again.

"But Director Li, if you go now, can you guarantee that Actor Mo won't get angry? To put it another way, can you guarantee that none of the guests will go on strike? You need to think this through!"

"This... should we just let them do whatever they want? Sigh, being a director is so frustrating, all because the big spender is in there! Oh well, let them be. Next time, let them do something... Hehe, I need to find a good place..." Director Li suddenly thought of a place for the guests to go next time.

...

The guests had just finished eating and were preparing to go home when Little Fatty came to announce Director Li's next task. "Director Li said that everyone shouldn't rush home yet. He wants you to send text messages to select your favorite guest. You have five minutes to send the messages. If you can't finish in five minutes, then you'll have to choose a game! Okay, that's all I wanted to say. Bye-bye!" Seeing the guests' displeased expressions, Little Fatty quickly slipped away after announcing Director Li's task.

Helpless, everyone could only quickly send the text message. Just as they were about to leave, Director Li and Director Fu appeared. This time, Director Li put down his standard megaphone, clapped his hands, and said, "Hey! Everyone stand together, scattered here and there. How can you hear what I'm saying? Or do you all have super hearing?"

"Stop rambling on and on, what is it now? Can't you just say it all at once!"

"That's right, Director Li, don't you know what time it is? Isn't this disturbing the peace?"

"Hurry up, hurry up, finish talking so we can get some rest. Seriously, it's like being on a reality show, I'm exhausted every day!"

"It's you three again. Do I need to call you out again? You're the ones who keep babbling on and on. I'm not going to waste my breath on you. Hurry up and finish reading the text messages you received so you can go back to sleep early!"

"Can't we read it tomorrow? Why does it have to be read today? Is this some kind of obsessive-compulsive disorder?"

"that is……"

"It's you big dummy guys! I told you to finish reading earlier so you could rest, but you wouldn't. If you don't want to read, then stay! I'm thinking of what games to play. If you don't want to read text messages, then play a game!"

"Forget it, let's finish reading the messages and rest. Playing games is exhausting!" Leng Mo felt completely drained after the tug-of-war, and he had managed to stay this long. He didn't want to stay a moment longer. "I'll read them first, then I can go rest, right? The first message I received was [Haha, great collaboration today!] The second message was [As long as you turn around, I'll always be here!] The third message was [It was quite funny and cute that you came back with a crab on your head!] The fourth message was just a period [.] The fifth message was [Leng Mo, let's get back together. After all this time, I've realized that you're still the one I love the most!] Yeah! I've finished reading it. Director Li, does vomiting from disgust count as a work injury?"

"Hehe! What do you think! What a pointless question. Everyone's already read their text messages. Ugh, I'm exhausted, hurry up and read it!"

“Let me read it! I received a message that said, ‘Hey, I didn’t expect you to be so energetic today. Your abs didn’t go to waste!’” Jing Feng read the text message he received first, but after reading it, his face turned a little red.