Duren breathed a sigh of relief and was about to speak when he was interrupted by him.
"Two villas for Class B are too few. Apply for two more."
"Why?" Duren couldn't help but retort. "You're here to compete, not to enjoy yourself."
"In my opinion, there's no difference between Class A and Class B. We're all human beings. Can society categorize us into different classes?" Xu Jing scoffed. "I advise you to accept my suggestion. Otherwise, if the recording leaks, you'll be doomed."
"You, Zhou Jinxi, you're stubborn and stubborn. What qualifications do you, a mere trainee, have to tell me what to do?"
Duren was nearly pissed off to death by this arrogant brat. If it weren't for the financial backer behind him, he would have been kicked out long ago. He was the one who got to give orders, and they really spoiled him.
Xu Jing sneered, "I have concrete evidence that can ruin this show. If you don't want to suffer further losses, just do as I ask."
"Yes, we must do as Zhou Jinxi asks."
Not only Su Luo, but others have long been dissatisfied with the arrangements of the program team.
While it might seem like a competition between Class A and Class B, in reality, they're subject to various restrictions. Compared to Class A, Class B is often looked down upon and treated worse than Class A in every way. They're here to compete, not to be tortured or jailed. While they don't expect Class A to be equal in every way, they should at least be treated like human beings.
As a result, Cheng Jiang, a leader, dared to give them a hard time, and his assistant Lao Chen could point at their noses and scold them, and they couldn't even have a hot bite of food.
If this continues, they'll probably hate the people in Class A to their core. If the conflict escalates into a fight, it will be a real spectacle for the production team, as their entire resume will be ruined by a talent show.
"You've got guts." Duren swallowed his anger and agreed. After all, they would be eliminated in half a month, and then he would have an easy time. "Anything else you want? I'll do my best to satisfy you."
"Hot water is available 24 hours a day, and a dining window is reserved for us. We also need two vocal teachers and two dance teachers."
"If you want so much, why don't you just go to heaven?" Du Lun was furious and said, "Forget it."
"Then we'll invite them ourselves, and your production team will cover the expenses."
Xu Jing had long since had enough of the villa's water heater, which was constantly disconnected. The facilities were far from perfect. The same thing happened in the cafeteria, where they basically served cold dishes and cold rice. Even if a young man was too hot, he wouldn't have to eat cold rice every day.
Since we want the benefits, we might as well get them all at once. This can also be considered as increasing the benefits for Class B.
After hearing this, the others couldn't help but cheer. If they could really get their benefits back, they would be happy to not only practice every day, but even live in the training room.
Du Lun was about to refuse with a sullen face, but Ning Su said lightly, "I remember that Class B had a spot for a dance teacher. How come I didn't see her when I passed by and watched the rehearsal?"
Oh, my little ancestor, please don’t say that.
Duren understood clearly that Ning Su was just here to add fuel to the fire.
I didn’t expect that Zhou Jinxi, a man with nothing in his family background, actually had two big Buddhas protecting him.
As a general manager, he is not even as successful as Cheng Jiang.
Duren wanted to cry but had no tears. Just as he was about to speak, the door opened.
Mo Zechuan came out with his phone in hand, and the first person he noticed was Xiao Zhou, who was standing there sulking. "I didn't hear it because the phone was muted. What are you doing here?"
Of course it’s for welfare.
Xu Jing got angry when he saw Mo Zechuan. If it weren't for him, he would have been fine all day. He wouldn't have torn his face with Du Lun and others in advance, which put him in a dilemma and restricted his ability to do things.
With outsiders present, Xu Jing didn't even think about arguing with Mo Zechuan. With a cold expression, he said, "Boss Mo, I need to discuss something with Boss Du. Boss Du, can you please give me a firm answer on whether you agree or reject my proposal?"
"Promise, I promise." Seeing Mo Zechuan's natural and familiar attitude towards Zhou Jinxi, Du Lun knew that the two had a close relationship. If he didn't agree, he could step down and let him take over. "Okay, Cheng Jiang, you take the kids back first. Xiao Zhou stays, Ning Su, you go back first too."
Du Lun was a perfect lackey, just trying to give the two of them some time alone. Otherwise, given their fearless personalities, they would have been photographed by the paparazzi long ago. He was doing a good deed, so he hoped that President Mo would remember his kindness and not hold it against him.
The others went back happily. Su Luo held Zhou Jinxi's hand, her eyes filled with worry. "Can you do it alone?"
"Okay, you go back first. I have something to discuss with President Mo."
Mr. Mo?
A smile appeared on the corner of Mo Zechuan's lips. Xiao Zhou really changed the name he called him every day.
But he didn't like this name, it was too unfamiliar.
He was just about to pull Xiao Zhou away to be affectionate with her when his eyes fell on Ning Su, who hadn't left yet, and asked, "Anything else?"
"Brother Zechuan, I'm hungry." Ning Su felt that he had helped Zhou Jinxi a lot, and there was no need for him to back down.
He walked over slowly until he was shoulder to shoulder with Zhou Jinxi, then stopped. "Zhou Jinxi, come together."
The last three people ate in the staff cafeteria.
Looking at the dazzling array of dishes, Xu Jing lost his appetite. It wasn't just him; the other two weren't having a good time either.
Ning Su wondered, when did Brother Zechuan start to focus his attention on Zhou Jinxi?
It probably dates back to last week. He had a meal with Brother Zechuan. Seeing that the usually calm Ning Su was shaking with anger, the sensitive Ning Su guessed that this person must have a close relationship with Brother Zechuan.
It was not until he saw Brother Zechuan's eyes always on Zhou Jinxi that he realized that Brother Zechuan was probably moved.
What should I do?
He picked up the glass and took a sip of tea.
Xu Jing glanced at Ning Su and saw her biting her lips unconsciously, and took away his water cup.
"Hmm?" Ning Su's attention was focused on him, demanding an explanation from him.
Xu Jing explained: "You have stomach problems, so you should drink less strong tea."
I see.
Ning Su suddenly realized, and then a hint of tenderness appeared in his eyes. "Thank you."
"Don't be polite to me. I feel bad asking you for help every time."
He didn't know what was going on, but whenever he was dancing in the training room, he'd always run into Ning Su. He was like an NPC clocking in, watching him just like his assistant, Old Chen, and that made Xu Jing very uncomfortable.
He didn't want to be treated like a monkey and no one could spy on him.
"I was just passing by." The sensitive Ning Su saw his dissatisfaction and explained with a smile. "Let's make an appointment to dance together sometime, and I'll teach you."
Before Xu Jing could say anything, Mo Zechuan interrupted without warning. "When did you two become so close?"
Good ones make him jealous.
Xiao Zhou always quarrels with him because of his face, and the only time they can have a calm conversation is probably in bed.
Xiao Zhou had never been so gentle to him before.
How could they be so familiar with each other, like friends who hadn't seen each other for decades, even exchanging glances in front of him?
What’s wrong with this world? My childhood sweetheart was abducted by her boyfriend?
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