Cheng Yize's face turned ashen: "My wife and I are living a good life, and she has always been very happy."
"Then why did you two argue tonight?" Zhong Yi'an asked with a smile.
Cheng Yize fell silent, his expression turning even worse.
Zhong Yi'an wisely kept quiet.
On the other side, Jiang Tian and Chen Qingxuan didn't talk much, said goodnight to each other and went to sleep.
Chen Qingxuan actually understands many things in her heart, but she can't break through her own constraints. What's the use of others advising her?
Since you can't persuade them, it's better to just let things be and get some rest.
The next day, the director quickly learned about the conflict that had occurred between a pair of guests the previous night.
He was very excited and wanted to know the root of the argument between the two.
However, since there were no cameras in the bedroom and Chen Qingxuan didn't say much in the living room, the director's face darkened.
He made a quick decision to let the two guests interact more, preferably to let them argue in front of others.
In this era where traffic is king, whoever captures traffic captures money.
The director felt he had a tough time.
If they're arguing, why don't they argue openly? Why hide it in the house where nobody knows? What's the point of arguing then?
There was nowhere for the audience to even watch.
The director quickly assigned everyone their tasks for the day.
"Our task today is to cover three meals a day with 100 yuan. Each couple has 100 yuan. If you spend more than that, your living expenses will be further reduced tomorrow. We are currently live streaming, and the audience is watching. We need to be hardworking and not spend a single penny other than this 100 yuan."
100 yuan for three meals a day for six people doesn't seem like that much of a problem.
But we have to consider the spending habits of these individuals.
They had long since achieved a middle-class or higher standard of living, and among them was even a couple who were genuine second-generation rich kids. For them to fill their stomachs with 100 yuan would be an insurmountable challenge.
But the director had already assigned the task, so they couldn't avoid it.
“Each family should send one representative to receive this 100 yuan.”
As soon as the director finished speaking, Cheng Yize couldn't help but laugh and say, "My wife manages all the money at home. Honey, you can take that 100 yuan."
Chen Qingxuan looked at Cheng Yize, who was smiling broadly, remained silent for a while, then silently walked forward, took the 100 yuan, and returned to her original spot.
Qin Menghan and Zhou Xiaoyu have been in a state of silent treatment for the past few days. Neither of them are particularly talkative people, and during this period of cold war, they haven't said a word to each other.
Seeing the production team signal them to send a representative to collect the money, Zhou Xiaoyu stepped forward without a word and took the money.
Before Zhong Yi'an could even think about it, Jiang Tian told him to go get it.
“I’ve never experienced poverty since I was a child. If I had the power to allocate this 100 yuan, I probably wouldn’t even have a meal. You should be the head of the household.”
Jiang Tian didn't shy away at all and quickly explained her purpose.
Zhong Yi'an went and retrieved the 100 yuan. The issue of meal expenses for the three couples had been resolved, and now it was up to them to decide how to spend it.
Cheng Yize was the one with the least pressure.
To him, Chen Qingxuan was a very virtuous wife, and 100 yuan in her hands could definitely be used to its fullest potential.
To his surprise, Chen Qingxuan took the 100 yuan back and immediately handed it to him.
“I don’t know how to allocate the money, let alone how to spend it. I’d better give this money to you. You’re the one who earns all the money in the house, so you should be in charge of this money.”
Chen Qingxuan remained expressionless, though her tone was relatively calm.
Cheng Yize was somewhat surprised, and he looked at Chen Qingxuan in astonishment.
Chen Qingxuan was also looking at him.
The viewers in the live stream focused their attention on these two people.
They've been arguing all day, and they're still not done.
Why are they arguing?
Chen Qingxuan finally stood up for herself. She's always been such a pushover; it really makes me angry!
Cheng Yize's expression made him laugh so hard he almost fainted.
After a moment's hesitation, Cheng Yize could only force a smile and accept the money.
Chen Qingxuan remained expressionless.
Their activity today is taking place in this scenic area. Whatever they want to do, a cameraman will film it all.
So, it seems that the first thing they need to do is eat breakfast.
Jiang Tian asked Zhong Yi'an, "Would you like to eat something?"
Zhong Yi'an coughed lightly, suddenly at a loss for what to do.
If it were him, he could fool anyone.
If it were Jiang Tian, the housekeeper, that would be fine too.
But she ended up giving him the power.
This 100 yuan, which was not much money for people of their social class before, has now become the entire cost of their livelihood.
Zhong Yi'an was the first to ask the director, "If we don't have enough money, can we earn some more through part-time jobs?"
The director came prepared this time.
He was terrified that these people would engage in such shady dealings.
After all, these people have extensive connections, and it's entirely possible for them to easily earn 10,000 yuan by doing a part-time job.
In that case, what challenges would the program segments still offer?
"Today's assessment is each couple's ability to manage money. Regardless of their position, having a certain amount of cash and being able to allocate it reasonably demonstrates a reasonable family structure and harmonious internal relationships. Therefore, you can only use this 100 yuan; money earned through part-time jobs or other channels does not count."
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