Chapter 1297: Chapter 1297: Need a Ride?
Hua Jinyan didn’t care about their complints and didn’t even look at them. Instead, he kept watching Little Taotie until she took a sip of the mushroom soup, her little dimple sank in, and her eyes sparkled. She quickly took a second sip, and at that mont, Hua Jinyan slightly relaxed his breath.
Hua Jinyan always paid close attention to what Little Taotie liked to eat and drink.
The nanny had a few signature dishes that Little Taotie would always ask for more, including this milk mushroom soup.
He worried that he didn’t do a good job and that she wouldn’t like to drink it.
Now seeing her bowl already empty, the corners of Hua Jinyan’s mouth lifted, and he felt quite happy.
The director watched them eating and drinking well and felt uneasy, murmuring, “Eating better than us.”
The assistant director, still fuming over the stolen sushi, said, “They’ve got quite a bit of money; this show can’t go on. They totally don’t deserve it!”
The director also felt a headache, “Before, it was all about giving them tasks, and the small ghosts would complete them. Now I give them task choices, which is already very lenient, yet they don’t even choose! It’s so infuriating!”
Assistant Director: “We need to show them sothing more impressive!”
As night fell, Zaizai and the others took their baths and went back to their rooms to sleep.
The night was very dark but showed no signs of rain; there weren’t many dark clouds in the sky.
A figure tried to climb in through a window, but the window was shut tight without a gap.
The staff weren’t troubled and simply took out a key to open the main door directly.
Going through the window was just for better filming effect.
In fact, the staff had a spare key to the villa.
The door opened, and the staff swaggered into the house, swaggered into the kitchen for another round of raiding.
The refrigerator was empty, and the kitchen was empty.
The Zaizais, who got up early, were a bit dumbfounded but neither panicked nor angry.
The seven of them discussed it and then all gave disdainful sideways looks at a cara.
The director almost flipped the table, but the assistant director held him back, sighing, “Let’s have breakfast first, calm down…”
The hard-to-get salmon sushi shouldn’t be wasted!
The assistant director finally got to enjoy the salmon sushi.
The director also took a bite and asked, “Was this airlifted?”
The assistant director laughed, “The freshest salmon sushi. Didn’t a ship dock yesterday? It was one of the tasks to help unload it.”
The director frowned, feeling sothing was off, and asked suspiciously, “This taste… feels a bit like a sushi restaurant’s.”
It was too familiar; he used to eat there often.
It didn’t seem like sushi made from freshly caught ocean salmon.
The assistant director continued eating, not taking it seriously, “Maybe the seaweed tastes similar; the salmon is very fresh.”
…
The seven Xiao Zaizais had long anticipated that the program team would stoop so low as to steal food again.
But this ti, they weren’t afraid. Let them steal! They’d already eaten all the delicious food, leaving only what they didn’t like.
Now they’re rich Zaizais and can simply go out to eat!
Because the program didn’t follow them, only caras were installed inside the villa. So unless completing a task, the program team would let the photographer follow, but at other tis, the kids were quite free.
The director saw no figures in the video and knew the kids went out to eat, feeling a bit restless: “Should we send a photographer to follow them and see?”
Assistant Director: “That’s against the rules. The contract clearly stated that unless there’s a task, at other tis, the kids are free in the filming area and can’t be monitored all the ti.”
The director was sowhat regretful but didn’t insist.
The seven Xiao Zaizais had just left the villa when they saw a small minivan driving over.
The car stopped, and the driver was a kind uncle: “Kids, want a lift?”
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