Before Wen Chi's live broadcast began, all the audience had prepared for the event.
Perhaps they will see the dilapidated small houses in the urban village, with sewage flowing all over the ground;
Perhaps they will see the closed and backward mountain village, dilapidated and desolate;
...But it was obvious that the scene before them was beyond all their imagination.
The tall iron gate of the Wen family manor blocks out prying eyes, and the high-tech security equipment built along the wall is integrated with the building.
Until the filming crew arrived, the wall suddenly cracked, and the telescopic camera opened and aimed at the filming crew members.
The members were as quiet as chickens: they didn't dare to move.
"Welcome, please come in."
A rigid yet playful electronic sound rang out.
The tall and heavy black iron gate automatically slid open to both sides, and a park appeared within everyone's sight.
Yes, the park.
Wait a minute, isn’t this Wen Chi’s home?
Could it be that Wen Chi’s home is in the park?
The brains of the audience in the live broadcast room and the crew members all stopped working.
Especially PD, photographers and others.
When they received the location sent by Wen Chi, they saw only a desolate area on the map, with no one living within a radius of ten miles.
So they spontaneously imagined Wen Chi's home as a remote countryside or suburban area.
I drove all the way according to the navigation, but the further I drove, the more confused I became.
Because it doesn't look like anyone lives around here.
As we got closer to our destination, we saw beautiful rolling mountains and sparkling natural lakes... None of this seemed deserted, but rather well-maintained, as if we had arrived at a wetland park.
When they stood in front of the big iron gate, they became more and more nervous. They were worried that they had come to the wrong place and that soon a group of burly men in black would rush out, pick them up and throw them out.
Fortunately, none of these imaginations happened.
The camera even kindly invites them in.
...But a group of people stood there without moving.
The photographer muttered:
"Why don't you leave? The person behind this camera should be quite friendly."
"I'm not a human."
The cameraman's hair stood up:
"Who? Who?"
The camera above their heads shook:
"Hello, I'm Xiao A, Taichu Technology's seventh-generation artificial intelligence. From a biological perspective, my structure is different from that of humans!"
The photographer was dumbfounded.
The other colleagues were also dumbfounded.
The audience in the live broadcast room were dumbfounded.
The PD was so surprised that his voice broke:
"When did Taichu's AI reach the seventh generation?"
Taichu Technology is well-known among young people who love cutting-edge technology. As far as they know, the Taichu artificial intelligence on the market is only the fourth generation, and the price is extremely high, making it hard to get one.
Seventh generation...what does that mean?
“Is this the world of the rich?”
I don’t know who it was, but he expressed what everyone was thinking.
Perhaps because he saw that the group of people hadn't moved, Little A behind the camera took the initiative to say:
"Everyone, please wait a moment. The receptionist will arrive in 37 seconds."
For some reason, the PD's brain seemed to be confused, and he reflexively took out his mobile phone and pressed the stopwatch.
At the 30th second, a sightseeing electric car appeared in their field of vision.
At 37 seconds, the electric bike just crossed the gate boundary and stopped in front of them.
A middle-aged butler in a neat suit walked down from the back seat of the electric scooter with a smile.
There were three other people traveling with him. They were all well-trained, even their hair was meticulously groomed. One could tell at a glance that they were subordinates of the middle-aged butler.
"Good afternoon, everyone. I'm Lao Yi, the steward of the Wen Family Manor. You can call me Steward Yi, or Lao Yi, or Xiao Yi."
Who dared to call him that? They all obediently called him Butler Yi.
The leading PD glanced at the stopwatch on his phone and was startled.
"Butler Yi, do you mean...that this is the Wen family manor?"
"certainly."
Butler Yi smiled and didn't roll his eyes at all because of the stupid question.
PD laughed dryly twice:
"The person we are looking for is Wen Chi, I wonder..."
Butler Yi nodded:
"Yes, the Third Young Master is already waiting for you all."
Third Young Master? Wen Chi?
Everyone's brain seemed to have become dull.
Only Butler Yi looked at everyone without changing his expression:
"You can drive behind us."
When the program crew arrived, they drove a business car.
At this time, the members quickly got into the car and followed closely behind the electric car that Butler Yi was riding.
The scenes in the manor appeared before them one by one——
It's spring now, and the first thing that catches your eye is a field of flowers. Carefully cultivated by gardeners, flowers of different colors are stitched together like an oil painting, from light pink to pale blue to smoky purple... There is no chaos at all, but rather harmony and splendor, like the colors splashed across Monet's brushstrokes.
Next to the flower fields was a lake, as clear as a mirror, reflecting the clean, cloudless blue sky. It stretched all the way to the horizon, with almost no edge in sight...
By the way, they also saw a lake on the way here. Could it be that the lake is already so big?
Looking further back, the white buildings built against the mountain are not afraid of wind and rain. Against the backdrop of the quiet forest behind them, they seem like another fairyland isolated from the world.
The camera was so busy that it could barely keep up.
The people in the car were too scared to breathe and could only avoid the camera. They kept poking Jian Lin in the work group, asking her if she knew Wen Chi's family background.
Director Jian Linjian, who was in charge of the overall situation at the Fruit TV station headquarters, kept her mouth open in an O shape for five minutes, which made people suspect that her jaw was dislocated and she couldn't close her mouth.
After a while, Jian Lin came back to his senses from the dizziness and replied in the work group: I don’t know.
There’s no way she’d know!
Damn it, Wen Chi!
The man with thick eyebrows and big eyes actually hides so much!
And the years...
Jian Lin, who knew the relationship between Wen Chi and Sui Sui, immediately raised his eyebrows, knowing that something interesting was about to happen.
If the program crew is like this, what about the audience?
From the AI speaking, to being greeted by Butler Yi, to stepping into the manor.
The live broadcast room's barrage of comments has flooded the screen like an ocean:
[Someone wake me up! I actually dreamed that Wen Chi's family owns a super luxurious manor...]
[Give me the address and I'll fly over to slap you!]
【That doesn’t have to be the case.】
[Hehehe, it turns out the paparazzi's revelations were true. Wen Chi isn't a wealthy nobleman, he's a wealthy prince!]
I really wonder how someone with this family background could have been bullied so badly by their former agency. Could this all be fake, deliberately fabricated to deceive the audience?
[First ask Director Jian if he has that much funding! ]
[Indeed, the sheer size of this manor makes it impossible for its owner to rent or sell it. If it were an open park, do you think millions of visitors would recognize it?] (End of this chapter)
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