Lucky Cub Cub and his brother are in the control group

Chapter 107
After returning home, the two put the microphone back on again.

Sang Wanzhou returned to his usual indifference, and said lightly: "By the way, grandma asked me to ask if you want to go to her house for dinner tonight. She said that there are a few children who are the same age as you."

After hearing this, Xiao Fubao was a little puzzled and said, "Fubao also wants to go to grandma's house for dinner, but... didn't the uncle of the program group say that you can't eat from the hands of the villagers?"

After finishing speaking, she looked at the cameraman with pitiful eyes.

Brother photographer: "..." Don't look at me like that!This rule is not made by me!I can't control it either!

Sang Wanzhou understood what she meant in an instant, raised the corners of his mouth and glanced at the photographer brother inadvertently, and sighed: "Then what should I do? The program team won't let me go, it's hard for the old man's good intentions, he wants to be with our family Little Fubao couldn't even fulfill his wish for a meal, it's so pitiful."

Brother photographer: "..." I hit!I'll make a call and ask if it's okay?
【Ha ha ha ha!The brothers and sisters sang and sang together, and the big brother couldn't fix it for other photographers! 】

[But it's not good to break the rules of the program group like this?No one else has used privileges like this, so why should they? 】

[Why?Who said that other groups did not use privileges?Look at the Xiaoyuer group, who was rejected by others this afternoon and did not complete the task at all. Didn't they also get the dinner given by the program group?Look at the little cotton jacket again. I finished half of the task in the afternoon. After being scared by the bugs, I cried there all afternoon. Didn’t I still have food in the evening? 】

【That's it!What's more, our little one was wronged for doing the task so seriously today, what's wrong with going to grandma's house for something to eat? 】

The cameraman came back from the phone call and nodded to Sang Wanzhou, indicating that the director agreed.

"The director agrees that you can go to the grandmother's house for dinner, but..."

The photographer's voice paused for a moment.

Sang Wanzhou's eyelids twitched suddenly.

"However, all the ingredients distributed by your program team tonight must be returned to the program team."

Sang Wanzhou: "..." This old fox.

The director sitting in the director's room saw the changing expression of Sang Wanzhou, and a smug smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Little boy, can I not know what you are thinking?"

[Director, a cheapskate, you have to recycle just such a small amount of ingredients!How stingy! 】

【That's it!How much is this dish worth?I bought it!Give it to the little one! 】

[But this is fair!Save some little sunspots to talk again. 】

Sang Wanzhou cunningly took out the stuffed pies and dumplings made by the old grandma herself, and returned the rest to the program crew.

The dumplings were also frozen with some ice cubes from the ice machine that came from the pit today.

These small actions were all done under the director's nose, and the director was so angry that his face turned black on the spot.

No, what about your energy to turn off the monitor just now? !
Why don't you ask the photographer to go out and hide again? !
Don't you know I'm watching? !
Am I being embarrassed? !

Sang Haozhou obviously knew that the director was watching the live broadcast, so he swished and said to the camera: "You just said to return the ingredients sent by the program team, these dumplings and stuffed pies are not from the program team , It was packaged by the old lady herself, since it was not sent by the program team, then I don’t have to return it, right? Director.”

The director who was vomited blood by success: "..." Are you playing word games with me here? !
(End of this chapter)