"Sheng An, let go." Zhou Gan stood behind him, his face ashen, holding what looked like a kitchen knife rather than a stack of plates.
He separated the two, squeezed through the gap, slammed the porcelain plate heavily on the table, and said coldly, "You've fallen for the wrong person. These were prepared by Shen Yan."
Shen Yan herself arrived late, wearing a huge sun hat as she walked in from outside, followed by several burly men carrying some ingredients such as eggs and vegetables.
"My God, where did you get all this good stuff?"
While directing everyone to put the ingredients into the refrigerator, Shen Yan said mysteriously, "I'll tell you slowly when everyone arrives."
When people are in dire straits and suddenly receive a windfall, everyone is in high spirits. At the very least, it solves their basic needs for food and clothing.
"So how exactly did you do it?"
Under the puzzled gazes of everyone, Shen Yan slowly picked up her coffee cup and took a small sip.
"I've been thinking about this since last night: what kind of work can make our daily expenses less strenuous while still providing for everyone? After much thought, I've discovered the root of the problem."
"What is the root cause?"
“Think about it, the jobs at the island’s market are all low-skilled, and your pay is directly tied to your ability. Even if we work ourselves to the bone, we won’t earn much money. What’s more, we have to pay the exorbitant rent every day.”
Ruan Bai nodded in agreement, saying, "You're right, but this place is relatively unmodernized, and there aren't many high-paying jobs to choose from."
“Do you remember the manor we passed on our way here? This morning I met the lady of the manor outside. She said that her family came to the island for the summer vacation and they were worried that the children were too wild and no one would tutor them.”
“I thought, since everyone has a skill, why don’t we all give it a try? Anyway, I’ve already talked to her about it. She’ll pay the two children’s piano teachers at 100 coins per hour.”
The generous compensation tempted them all, and they all said they would apply for the job after dinner.
Shen Yan smiled gently, her lips curving upwards: "Zhenzhen, what are you thinking?"
Lin Zhenzhen, who was struggling with the beef with a knife, looked up and raised an eyebrow: "I'm not going. I don't have any special skills besides acting."
"I see." Shen Yan seemed to feel a little regretful. "That's true, you don't seem to be good at anything else."
The implication was that Lin Zhen was just a pretty face with no substance.
Sheng An hurriedly comforted her loudly, "Zhenzhen, I don't know how to do anything either, so I'll accompany you to continue making seashells, so Zhou Gan can get some rest too."
He then gestured with his chin toward the man beside him, saying, "Don't worry, I'll definitely do a better job than you."
Gao Xin chimed in, "If Zhou Gan were to go, the price certainly wouldn't be just this, right? This is Zhou Gan, the number one internet figure in China. Countless people would beg to have him teach a class."
"Of course." Shen Yan's eyes were full of affection, but unfortunately, before her love could be conveyed, Zhou Gan coldly rejected her.
"I'm not going."
"Why?!" After being rejected time and time again, Shen Yan lost her temper, and her tone became somewhat sharp.
"I mean, since you have the resources, why aren't you willing to teach...?"
"Programming is a systematic course. Just because I have mastered it doesn't mean I can teach others. I don't want to mislead people."
"You!" Shen Yan's face twisted uncontrollably, his fingertips digging deeply into his palms, his entire demeanor turning gloomy with anger.
Gu Kaile was a little frightened. He tugged at Shen Yan's sleeve and said, "Xiao Yan, Zhou Gan has his own ideas. Let the rest of us go."
"Yes, yes, he has a point. It's true that different professions are like different worlds."
Shen Yan finally calmed down, but her expression was still a little stiff: "In that case, I certainly won't force you."
Sheng An patted Zhou Gan on the shoulder: "Brother, what are you going to do today?"
Zhou Gan glanced in Lin Zhenzhen's direction, and Sheng An immediately understood what he meant, bristling and saying, "Does this mean I have to dig the ground again today?"
The production crew, seeing that it was almost time, reminded everyone off-camera that it was time to start their day's work.
Just as the others were discussing traveling together, Lin Zhenzhen called out to Shen Yan.
"You still haven't explained clearly where the breakfast and other food came from?"
"Oh, that." Shen Yan didn't expect her to remember this, and even question her in public. Her expression instantly became unnatural. "I had some money left over yesterday, so I used it to buy some food for everyone. After all, a balanced diet is so important."
As she spoke, she herself felt a little guilty and secretly observed the other person's expression.
"What's wrong, Zhenzhen? Do you think there's something amiss?"
Lin Zhenzhen smiled and said, "It's nothing, I was just asking out of curiosity."
[Huh? I thought she had some brilliant plan to solve this urgent problem, but it turns out her method was simply to spend other people's money?]
[If Lin Zhen hadn't asked her if she had really taken all the credit for herself... Ugh, I'm thinking about my annoying colleague, what should I do to get so angry!]
[What right does she have to control everyone's money? Shouldn't it be Zhou Gan and Lin Zhen who make the decisions?]
When Lin Zhenzhen came downstairs, the living room was empty. Zhou Gan was standing at the door waiting for her, with three photographers standing beside him.
Two of them are live streaming camera positions.
He subtly made a hand gesture, and the two men immediately turned their cameras around, one pointing at the blue sky and the other at the ground.
Before Lin Zhenzhen could react, Zhou Gan had already strode towards her, reached out to smooth the stray hairs on her forehead, and said gently, "Are you angry?"
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