Chu Xi immediately acted according to Li Sulan's wishes. She supported Li Sulan with one hand and waved to Director Sun with the other.
"Director Sun, I'm really sorry. My mother seems to be feeling a little unwell. Can I stay with her first?"
[I feel like Li Sulan is pretending to be sick. The way she looks is so similar to the way I looked when I was pretending to be on my period and skipping class.]
[I also feel that her pain is superficial. She probably just doesn’t want to work, so she gave a random excuse.]
[You guys should stop making conspiracy theories here. What if someone just feels unwell? Do you have to prove it to you by falling on the ground and foaming at the mouth?]
Director Sun frowned, quickly handed the pen and paper to the staff next to him, and ran over in small steps.
"Mrs. Chu, is it serious? I will ask the doctor to check you now."
"No, no!" Li Sulan waved her hand quickly, "Hypoglycemia is an old problem. Just let me rest for a while. I won't bother the doctor."
"Then...okay."
Director Sun reluctantly agreed, then looked at Chu Xi, and when he was about to speak, Li Sulan interrupted him again with "Ouch".
"I'm so sorry, Director Sun. I have a terrible headache. Please ask Xiao Xi to stay with me. Once I get over it, I will bring Xiao Xi up with me."
Li Sulan held Chu Xi's arm and leaned on Chu Xi. Director Sun couldn't tell Chu Xi to go to work first.
He just curled his lips and said with a hint of helplessness: "That's right, Mrs. Chu, your body is the most important thing."
After turning around, Director Sun's face immediately fell.
Why do you have to be on a show with low blood sugar? It’s really hard to handle. Forget it, for the sake of money, just endure it. Who let Chutian sponsor so much money for the show team?
[I feel sorry for Director Sun, I can already feel his grievance. He obviously wants to curse but still has to endure it.]
[Whether Li Sulan is really feeling unwell or not, my impression of this person is very bad. She started to suffer from hypoglycemia before even starting work. It is really too deliberate.]
[Don’t feel sorry for Director Sun in a hurry. I always feel that he will be angry again. Sang, the program rule breaker, Ningdu hasn’t appeared yet. It is estimated that when he appears again, Director Sun will vomit blood and die.]<
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"Sang Ning, where is Sang Ning, where has Sang Ning gone?"
Director Sun shouted at the top of his lungs, but no one responded to him.
Hu Zhi and Sang Chuan looked at each other.
"Where is your daughter?"
"Where's your sister?"
After a second of silence, the two shook their heads wildly.
"I just took the ladder and didn't pay attention."
"I just took the bamboo basket and didn't pay attention."
……
Both eyes turned to one side at the same time, and then the pressure was on Song Shiye.
"I don't know either..." Song Shi shook his head repeatedly.
Sang Chuan snorted coldly: "As Sang Ning's most loyal follower, you actually told me that you didn't see it?"
"Hehehe." Song Shi also laughed helplessly.
He is a little follower, not a GPS positioning system.
[It’s really amazing. Not to mention Song Shiye, even people like me who have been watching the live broadcast didn’t notice when Sang Ning disappeared.]
[It’s so scary, I didn’t see it either. Are the eyes of so many people just decorations?]
[Damn, I saw Xiao Zhao. He was standing under the tree blankly. Sang Ning must be a golden cicada, but he didn’t even notice that she was missing during the exclusive follow-up photo.]
Director Sun took two loudspeakers from the staff, raised them to his mouth and shouted: "Sang Ning, Sang Ning, where have you been? I order you to come out immediately!"
[With Director Sun’s serious tone, those who didn’t know it thought he was talking to a criminal suspect.]
Dudududududu——
A harsh trumpet whistle sounded, and the volume of Director Sun's shouts from the two speakers was literally drowned in the whistle sound.
"Who is it?" Director Sun turned and looked outside the orchard, with obvious impatience on his face.
Dudu——
Dudu——
There were two more equally harsh voices. Director Sun simply lost his temper. Who is so incompetent?
"Director Sun, are you looking for me?"
A medium-sized pickup truck parked steadily at the entrance of the orchard. Sang Ning opened the door and jumped out of the driver's seat.
Director Sun: "..."
[Director Sun: I am lucky to have met Sang Ning. I will never be better off in this life.]
[Sister Sang is Doraemon, right? Where did she find the pickup truck?]
[I just want to ask, are there any cars that Sister Sang can’t drive? She can drive tractors, and she can also drive pickup trucks!]
After Sang Ning got out of the car, the passenger door was opened, and a young man with dark skin and lean body also jumped out of the car.
As soon as the young man got off the car, he immediately ran towards Director Sun.
"Sorry, Director Sun, I can't lend you these picking tools."
Xiang Daqiang said as he walked to the place where the tools were stacked, pretending to take away the bamboo basket on the ground.
"Hey, wait a minute..." Director Sun quickly stopped him, "Didn't we already agree? Just treat these things as borrowed by the program team."
"But you haven't paid the rent yet." Xiang Daqiang straightened up and said confidently, "My idol needs these things now, and I can't lend them to you."
Director Sun's heart skipped a beat, and a bad thought arose: "Who is your idol?"
He turned sideways towards Daqiang, raised his head and pointed in the direction of Sang Ning.
Director Sun gritted his teeth and said with a smile: "Didn't you say you don't chase stars?"
"I just started chasing you last night." Xiang Daqiang scratched his head and said with some embarrassment, "To be precise, it's not star chasing, it's idol worship."
Xiang Daqiang came close to Director Sun, his eyes sparkling: "I watched your live broadcast yesterday, my idol is amazing!"
When Xiang Daqiang said the word "awesome", he raised his thumbs with both hands at the same time.
Director Sun was speechless. After two seconds of silence, he said stubbornly: "Forget the peach picking tools, but the money for contracting the yellow peaches has been paid. You can't even give me the money back, I won't accept it!" p>
[Director Sun: This is the first time in my life that money is such a hot thing. I am not interested in money.]
[It is understandable that anyone who has watched Sister Sang’s group battle video last night will find it difficult not to become a fan of her.]
"Harm~" waved his hand to Daqiang, "My idol just asked me to borrow the pickup truck and peach picking tools. Don't worry, we are very honest. Now that the matter of Huang Tao is settled, we will not regret it."
[Implication: If it weren’t for the money you paid, I would give all these yellow peaches to my idol for free.]
"Okay, then it's a deal!" Director Sun finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Xiang Daqiang walked back to Sang Ning and said proudly: "Idol, it's okay, I've already explained it."
"Thank you." Sang Ning responded with a polite smile, "I will return the pickup truck to you after I sell all the peaches in the past few days. If you need to use the truck in an emergency during the trip, remember to tell me at any time and I will find another way."