Group A This is...

All the remaining flour and yeast obtained from Group C were used up.

All of it was used up to make small cakes, which were then all tasted and given away for free.

This time.

Group A is really penniless and has nothing left.

These days, the director deliberately watched Sheng Yuan Shiyan fall into this dilemma.

Originally, he wanted to teach them a lesson for deliberately going against the production team, and waited for them to give up and beg for mercy.

When the time comes, I will condescend to make an exception and help them.

Then, he took advantage of the situation and asked them to continue implementing the control group plan for him, so that the filming of the entire program could get back on track.

But the director never expected that these two people have not shown any sign of giving in until today, almost five days later.

How stubborn he is.

Maybe it was because of the small cake he had just eaten from Group A, or something else.

The director thought about it and decided to show mercy.

He took the initiative to tell Sheng Yuan Shiyan from Group A that he could give them another batch of initial ingredients so that they would have the capital to open their restaurant.

Immediately, the director called a staff member and asked him to notify Sheng Yuan and Shi Yan in person.

As soon as the staff left.

The director leaned back leisurely in his leather chair and savored the delicious taste of the cake he had just eaten.

Well, there’s no need to think about it. When Sheng Yuan and Actor Shi know this great news, they will definitely be flattered and will be so happy that they will set off firecrackers in the street.

At that time, I will definitely give him a few more small cakes to express my gratitude.

No, not a few, how could it be a few? I helped them solve such a big problem, the small cakes - that would have to be at least ten! Just as the director was immersed in the reverie of the delicious small cakes that were about to be obtained.

The staff member who was sent out ten minutes ago came back with a depressed look on his face.

He stood aside, cowering, and hesitated for a long time before he dared to speak: "Director..."

The director had his back to the staff and didn't even turn his head. He didn't notice the staff's expressions at all. He snorted with pride, "How many small cakes did Sheng Yuan say to give?"

"The guests in Group A...refused. Sheng Yuan said they didn't need the ingredients we gave them."

"Bang!"

The director didn't sit firmly, slipped, and almost fell off the leather chair: "What?!"

He managed to steady himself and raised his head in disbelief: "What did you say?!"

The staff member moved his lips and repeated the words again, adding: "This is the original words."

For a long time.

The director gritted his teeth and said, "What does Team A mean by this? Are you trying to be mean to me?"

I have already given them a way out, why are they still so ungrateful?

The staff didn't dare to answer.

The little cake that was about to reach my mouth flew away.

The director felt like his head was aching from anger.

He sat in front of the monitoring desk angrily, staring at the screen of Group A's live broadcast room, with a gloomy look: "Okay, you are arrogant, you are aloof, then I will wait and see what you will do on your own!" -The entertainment street at night, the lights are flickering, people are coming and going, it is bustling.

The line in front of the small cake stand dispersed a little, and the last two customers at the end of the line left.

Sheng Yuan was just about to check on the status of the new batch of cakes in the oven——

"I came here first."

"You're talking nonsense! I was clearly here first. My foot took a step before yours."

"Then I'll take a breath of air before you."

Two childish voices arguing with each other sounded familiar.

Amid the arguments, a middle-aged man gave a gentle admonition: "Young Master, there are so many people here, please be careful. What can you do if someone gets hurt?"

"Did you hear me? If you accidentally fall, you'll be crying. You'd better go back with your butler as soon as possible."

"Haha, when I go back you can just bring the cake back for Chengzi, right, Li Ziqi? You wish I were here for you."

"I'm going to buy the entire small cake stand back from Orange today—"

The words fell.

A chubby little boy avoided the crowd and ran over.

As I stood at the cupcake stall and looked up, the words 'Boss, pack all your cupcakes for me' were stuck in my throat.

"Why, why is it you...?"

Xiaojue had a look of shock on her face, and Ziqi, who squeezed in at the same time, had the same expression and was also startled.

"It's me."

Sheng Yuan raised her eyebrows slightly, looked at the oven, and took a moment to glance at the two little ghosts whose eyes were still as big as copper bells. She asked in a light tone, "How many small cakes do you want?"

“…”

The words are on the tip of my tongue.

Xiaojue, who was so generous and ambitious the last second, suddenly couldn't utter a word. He trembled and looked at the cake cautiously, then looked at Sheng Yuan.

Before speaking, he swallowed subconsciously: "...Sister, a small cake won't sell for 100 million, right?"

Zi Qi, who was standing aside, also had a serious look in his eyes, which was filled with the same clear questions.

The live broadcast room was laughing like crazy——

[Hahahahahahahahaha what a funny guy! Are these two kids traumatized by the 100 million? ]

[Ah? What do you mean by one hundred million? I just came to the live broadcast room today and I don’t understand what the joke is. Please help me understand! ]

[You can just go upstairs and watch the replay of yesterday's live broadcast. ]

[What a coincidence! I actually ran into these two kids for the second time.]

[……] - A butler and five bodyguards stood back side by side.

The small cake stall, which already had a small space, suddenly became cramped.

Xiaojue and Ziqi sat stiffly on small plastic stools.

The two people who were originally fighting each other looked at each other, and then looked at the two small cakes on the small table together, unable to eat them, let alone put their hands on them.

In the end, it was Ziqi who reached out first and slowly pushed the plate back: "Sister... we don't have money, so we won't eat."

Xiaojue's housekeeper behind him heard: What do you mean no money? ! Master, just tell me what you want! 100,000 or 80,000 is not a problem!

Ziqi's five bodyguards glared at him: "Master, what are you talking about? ! Scan the QR code to pay with your mobile phone, we are always ready for you!"

How would these people know?

When their young master said they had no money, he meant that they couldn't afford 100 million...

Sheng Yuan understood.

I think these two little devils are quite interesting, so I curl my lips and say, "Eat them with confidence, it's free."

Xiaojue was full of disbelief: "Really?"

Sheng Yuan hummed.

Ziqi was obviously worried, and said seriously: "Sister, we have little education, please don't lie to us."

(End of this chapter)