"And if the guests in Group A say something wrong..."

Talking about this.

"Don't worry."

The director looked up at the staff, poured himself another cup of coffee, and took a leisurely sip: "When I signed the contract with Mr. Shi's agent Chen Zhuang, I deliberately added a confidentiality agreement."

"Sheng Yuan, the same goes for this."

The director arranged everything very well.

Otherwise, why could he be so calm and confident and boldly formulate a "control group plan" before the program started?

In the director's opinion, it was precisely because Sheng Yuan and Shi Yan were afraid of this confidentiality agreement that they never said a single nonsense word in the live broadcast room over the past few days.

really.

Since the blogger Fuqiu posted, the topic of "control group" has fermented.

A morning passed, and the two people in Group A's live broadcast room were quiet from beginning to end, completing the task given by Group B's restaurant last night - one hundred small cakes.

"You're quite sensible." He didn't say anything nonsense.

The director leaned back in his chair and hummed complacently, feeling that the situation was under his control.

However.

Before he could feel proud for long, he saw from the surveillance footage that the small cake stall on Entertainment Street was set up again.

To be honest.

The director thought about it all night but still couldn't figure it out.

It's obvious that you can't make money by selling cakes on the street. You have no money, you are penniless, and you don't even have the capital to open a restaurant. So why do you continue?

The next second, the director was stunned again.

Because he saw a billboard with the words "Free Tasting" inscribed in front of the cake stand.

“Free tasting?!”

What on earth is this for? The director was even more puzzled. -The director wanted to find out what the tricks were going on between Sheng Yuan and Shi Yan in Group A.

All day today, I was keeping a close eye on Group A's live broadcast room in the backstage monitoring room.

In the picture.

From the afternoon, the small cake stall was set up and there was a constant stream of tourists queuing up in front of the stall to get their small cakes.

“Is it so delicious?”

The director couldn't help but express doubts, but he was just talking to himself.

But I heard the staff member who was monitoring the data nearby say, "It's delicious."

The director turned and stared.

The staff member was stunned: "Yes, it was the photographer and PD of Group A. They said it was delicious."

"Sheng Yuan gave it to them."

The key is.

Sheng Yuan would have given it to them, but these two took out the small cakes specifically when everyone was having lunch together at noon.

In front of everyone, he doesn't eat, he just shows off.

Someone comes and takes out the small cake and walks around. Someone comes and takes out the small cake and walks around. It seems like they want to hold a fashion show for the small cake.

In the end, the little cakes were almost covered with crumbs, but I just didn’t want to eat them.

All the staff members of the program crew eat the same ordinary boxed lunches that are prepared uniformly. They are not delicious, but they fill their stomachs.

That little cake looks no different from ordinary little cakes.

But it smells really good.

They were so greedy that they all clamored to have a little bit of the food each to have a taste.

Those two guys were so stingy that they refused to give anything no matter what, and it was almost causing public outrage.

The director thought for two seconds and said, "Call the PD of Group A over here."

“Good director.”

Less than five minutes passed.

The director nodded: "I heard that Sheng Yuan from Group A gave you a few small cakes?"

The accompanying PD was stunned. He didn't expect that the director called him over just to ask this.

But when talking about this, the accompanying PD couldn't help but be excited, and his tone was full of boasting: "Ah, yes——"

"I was given four. I ate one and kept three. I'm going to eat the rest tomorrow—"

The director interrupted him: "Bring the cupcakes over here."

Accompanying PD: “?”

Two minutes later.

The accompanying PD watched the director take the plastic bag containing the small cakes in his hand, looking it left and right, and up and down.

The accompanying PD asked nervously: "Director, is there a problem...?"

What's wrong with the cake? There's nothing wrong with the cake except that it's delicious! So give me my cake back! The director turned around and saw the PD's tangled expression. He frowned and said, "What's that expression?"

"Could it be possible that I would covet your two cakes?"

The director's face turned surprised, and the accompanying PD was so scared that he quickly waved his hands to deny it.

"I'm just curious why this cake can attract so many tourists."

"I'm here to study the specific movements of the guests in Group A." The director said this with a hint of disgust on his face, and his words were serious.

"Isn't this just a cake? I don't understand how it can be delicious?"

The accompanying PD listened and quickly said yes, but he couldn't help criticizing in his heart, despising all those who didn't understand the deliciousness of cupcakes.

At the same time, he was relieved that no one would covet his cake.

Then he saw the director, with a look of disgust on his face, untying the golden seal on the plastic bag.

Accompanying PD: “!!!”

The director's expression of disgust grew even more intense: "I want to see what's going on with this little cake."

One minute later.

The accompanying PD's hands were shaking, and he felt heartbroken as he held the empty transparent plastic bag.

A small cake...his small cake...! The staff member next to him gave him a look that said "my condolences, buddy".

“…”

In front of the monitoring desk.

The director swallowed the last bite of the cake with relish and burped with satisfaction: "Hey, you know what, it's quite delicious."

"No wonder so many people are lining up."

The director turned around, a trace of awkwardness flashed across his face, probably because he was embarrassed. He coughed twice and pointed at a staff member casually: "Aren't there free tasting cakes over at Sheng Yuan? Go over there and bring two over."

Staff: “…”

I suddenly complained in my heart, how could there be such a shameless person in this world!!! After cheating the guest of Group A, he still wanted to kiang other people's small cakes? ! Who was the one who just disliked the small cakes so much! ?

The staff member said expressionlessly: "Director, aren't you afraid that there might be arsenic in the cakes?"

Director: “…” -The director ate the small cake brought by the staff with peace of mind.

Move for a moment——

That's not right. Aren't all the guests in Group A rookies? How could they make such delicious cakes?

Maybe I can just make a small cake, but I can’t cook.

The director didn't think much of it.

Looking at the live broadcast room screen of Group A, I found a problem.

There are several times more visitors to the cake stall today than yesterday.

Not only that, the number of small cakes yesterday was also limited, and they were all delivered in a short time, but today, it was almost dark and the oven was still burning.

Group A This is——

(End of this chapter)