After being read, the fake daughter became the group's favorite

"We were planning to notify you in advance, but they came so suddenly, so..."

The manager's eyes flashed with a trace of panic.

This group of people are from a celebrity lifestyle variety show. One of the male celebrities likes to play racing and came to Shanchi to shoot some scenes.

It's not a big deal. They just held a simple meeting to decide on this matter. After all, the amount of money given by the other party is not small.

Originally, they wanted to tell Jing Zeqian and others in advance. After all, members still pay more attention to privacy. In addition, these people are not only members, but also investors.

It's just that there are a lot of things recently, so he forgot about it. He didn't expect the program team to come in advance and was bumped on the spot!

The manager looked up at Li Chengsheng, who was still unhappy, and asked carefully: "If you don't like it, I'll let them leave first." You can give up the money, but you can't offend these ancestors!

"No need."

Li Chengsheng didn't want to be in the same racing field with others, but as an investor, he didn't get any notice that the program team was coming to shoot.

The brother next to him couldn't help but say, "It's just us today. If we are hit by Master Jing, you, the manager, can also resign."

The manager couldn't help swallowing his saliva, and was so scared that he dared not breathe, and hurriedly bent down to apologize.

Seeing the crowd of people standing on the racetrack, surrounding the stars and talking about something, Li Chengsheng frowned even deeper.

He finally escaped the punishment of his family and came out to play and rest. How can he play now?

"Forget it, it's my bad luck, let's go."

The people next to him also felt a little unsatisfied, and followed Li Chengsheng away.

Not far away, the people in the program group also noticed the situation here. There was no way, Li Chengsheng's car and his people were too dazzling.

A girl standing in the middle covered her mouth and laughed: "That car is really, flashy." The camera moved to Li Chengsheng's side and took a picture of his car.

The girl didn't know the situation and could laugh at it unscrupulously, but Song Yuanye didn't dare to say anything. He saw at first glance that the price of the car was frighteningly expensive.

It was just that the show was live, so he couldn't show anything. He said gently: "After all, racing modification is a matter of personal preference. Everyone has different preferences."

[My brother is so gentle and polite! ]

[My brother is so handsome at the racetrack! ]

[How can Cheng Shu be so rude! Don't lead my brother astray! ]

[That car...don't despise its modification first, the price alone is too high. ]

[Cheng Shu, get out! Don't stick to my brother and suck his blood! ]

Cheng Shu bit his back teeth secretly, smiling as softly as possible.

She was hyping up a CP with Song Yuanye, and the problem with hyping up a CP with traffic was this. The other party was indeed very popular, but even if it was hyping up a CP, it looked like "one-sided enthusiasm".

What's more, Song Yuanye was such a hypocritical person! She dared to guarantee that the barrage of the live broadcast must be scolding her!

On the other side, the manager noticed that the camera was facing this side, and his heart skipped a beat, and he hurried over.

He pulled the director aside with a serious face.

"Director, I remember we agreed that you only need to shoot the necessary scenes at the racetrack and not disturb the guests inside."

The director investigated the background of Shanchi Racetrack. Although he was reluctant, he did not dare to say anything and agreed.

Song Yuanye saw this scene.

He can also be regarded as a member of Shanchi. Although the annual fee is really expensive, this identity also makes his personality more solid.

He walked over with a smile, "Manager, I'm sorry, did we disturb those two gentlemen? How about I go and talk to them?"

The netizens can't hear this, but can the manager hear it? Then he has been in vain for 20 years.

Being a star, you dare to be so condescending? Not to mention in Jiangbei, you can't even get a number at the racetrack.

The manager said with a serious face, "This gentleman, don't need it, those two are not people who like to be lively."

You'd better stay away from them!

Song Yuanye's face froze. He didn't expect the other party to refuse so decisively. In the past, after he spoke, the other party should be grateful.

[Ugh, didn't expect the other party not to pick up the conversation? You've lost face, right? ]

[Oh, I didn't expect there are still people who don't give face to our Song Daliu? Manager, I consider you a brave man. ]

[What's wrong with this manager! My brother is obviously kind-hearted! ]

[That's right, kindness is taken for granted! He deserves to be a servant here! ]

[Fuck! What kind of person is he? What's so cool about him? It's just a broken racetrack! ! ]

[That red-haired guy over there is so ugly! His aesthetic taste is also terrible, he's a bumpkin! ]

[This... there's no need to attack other passers-by, right? ]

[... A broken racetrack? Maybe you fans didn't know about the reputation of Shanchi before you came? ]

[How can you fans be so servile? Don't you see that this is the manager of Shanchi, and his monthly salary may be dozens of times that of you. ]

Cheng Shu stopped moving forward and was relieved when she saw Song Yuanye's appearance. She also wanted to show her face and help persuade him. Fortunately, she was slow to act.

The director looked at Song Yuanye's expression, and hurriedly asked the camera to focus on other people, and pulled the manager aside.

"We understand, don't worry! We will try our best to avoid filming other members."

The manager glanced at Song Yuanye, who had regained his gentle expression, and didn't pay attention to him.

"Director, I also hope that everyone can live in peace during this period, but you coming early today is already a violation of the agreement..."

The director was still negotiating with the manager, Song Yuanye continued to popularize the knowledge of racing without changing his expression, and the comment area was once again flooded with fans' "Brother is great".

At the same time, Jing Zeqian also received a call from Li Chengsheng.

He sat in the living room with his legs crossed, "Program team? Why didn't anyone tell me about this?" His voice was unhappy.

What was said on the other end of the phone, Jing Zeqian frowned slightly, "Okay, I know, I'll arrange for the person under him to come up first and see how he performs."

Jing Zeqian hung up the phone, Lin Ruiqing came over and handed him the sweet soup in his hand.

Jing Zeqian stood up and took it, "Thank you, Mom." Lin Ruiqing looked at his expression and asked, "What happened?"

"There was a problem at the racetrack, but it's not a big deal."

Lin Ruiqing nodded, it's okay if it's not a big deal.

Jing Zeqian scooped a spoonful of sweet soup and put it in his mouth.

Red bean paste?

He looked a little disgusted and scooped up the mochi in the bowl, "Why is it sweet? And this, is it mochi?"

He is a grown man, drinking something sweet at night? What does it look like?