Improperly being a control group, I became popular on family variety shows

"Aren't you the ones who want to buy yellow peaches?" A middle-aged man walked over and raised his chin to look at Director Sun.

Seeing this man's fierce face, Director Sun shuddered subconsciously, and his voice became trembling: "No...it's not me, it's them, they said they were from the factory, and they came to buy yellow peaches!"

Director Sun quickly pointed to the workers who were carrying yellow peaches in the orchard.

The middle-aged man tilted his head, pointed at one of the workers, and shouted, "Hey, brother, come here."

The worker who was pointed raised his head and took a look. After confirming that the middle-aged man was calling him, he walked slowly.

Director Sun quickly stepped aside to make room for someone.

"You want to buy our yellow peaches, right?" The voice of the middle-aged man was a little hoarse, but he was speaking loudly, as if he was looking for trouble.

The worker replied vaguely, "Well, yes."

They just obeyed the boss's order to transport peaches, why is this man so fierce.

The middle-aged man suddenly held his hand with a little force, and the worker suddenly felt a chill down his back.

Just when he was about to ask his companions for help, the middle-aged man suddenly showed a simple and honest smile, moved closer, and asked a little intimately: "Brother, do you want more? Besides here, we have several orchards. You can sell all the yellow peaches to you!"

The worker breathed a sigh of relief, but luckily he wasn't here to beat him.

"I can't decide this matter, but I can ask our boss for you."

The worker withdrew his hand vigorously, then went to the lead driver, and after seeing him whisper a few words in the driver's ear, the driver took out his mobile phone and made a call.

The driver hung up the phone after talking for a few minutes, and the worker came back again: "No problem, our boss said that our canned food sold well last year, and this year we will increase production. We will buy as many as you have!"

"Wow! It's amazing!" There was a burst of cheers from the crowd, accompanied by intense applause.

Director Sun was dumbfounded. Is this the deal?
Sang Ning received a deposit of 3 yuan from the factory, should she return the money?

"Uncle, what are you still doing here? Hurry up and pick peaches for the benefactors!" Xiang Daqiang squeezed out from the cheering crowd, clenched his fist and beat the middle-aged man's arm.

The middle-aged man smiled honestly: "Come on, Qiangzi, uncle, let's go!"

The villagers scattered into the orchard, and Sang Ning also came out at this time. Xiang Daqiang saw Sang Ning, and quickly stood in front of her and bowed respectfully.

"Idol, thank you so much. When you said you would help us negotiate a factory bill, I thought you were just talking casually, but I didn't expect it to actually happen."

"You don't need to thank me, I'm just lucky. This year, the cannery in Xichuan Town was short of yellow peaches, and the quality of the yellow peaches in Yuan Village was really good, so I missed it. Just change someone, it's time to go. A business can be negotiated."

Sang Ning's tone of voice was neither arrogant nor impatient, and she didn't intend to claim credit at all.

But Xiang Daqiang didn't think so: "Idol, don't be humble. Our village is so close to Xichuan Town, and we don't know the situation as well as you. Besides, the people in the village are also lazy. After being rejected for the past two years, they are even more lazy. Contact the factory, thanks to you taking the initiative to ask."

"Don't rush to praise me." Sang Ning quickly waved her hand, "I didn't do it for you for nothing, but I received a deposit of 3 yuan."

Sang Ning caught a glimpse of Director Sun holding the plastic bag containing the money and strangled it on the ground, walked over to signal him to hand over the plastic bag to herself, then walked back to Daqiang, opened the bag and signaled him: "Here, all the money is here, now What should I say?"

Xiang Daqiang fastened the strap of the plastic bag, pushed the money in front of Sang Ning, and smiled flatteringly: "What can I say, of course it's for you!"

"The price you negotiated with the factory is higher than our own online sales price. What's more, Director Sun has already given me more than 3 yuan, which is not a loss at all. This money should be used as hard work for the idol."

Director Sun was stunned for a while, and when he realized something was wrong, he stepped forward and grabbed Xiang Daqiang and asked, "What do you mean, the program team gave you money, but the peaches haven't been picked yet, so you immediately picked them up again." Is there such a thing as a trick to transfer to a second seller?"

"Please, Director Sun, where did we cheat?"

"You said it yourself. 3 yuan is a buy-it-yourself price. No matter how many peaches the program crew picks, it can only be counted as this price. Why are you going back on your word now?"

Xiang Daqiang spoke with an innocent face, but he almost didn't bar his big white teeth, and the triumph brimming with joy overflowed from the creases at the end of his eyes.

He didn't steal or rob the money, it's already in his mouth, so it's possible for him to spit it out.

Sang Ning put down her purse, walked closer to Director Sun, pretended to be old-fashioned, and patted him on the shoulder slowly and forcefully, and comforted him in a slow tone: "Forget it, Director Sun, your purpose of contracting Huangtao Isn’t it also for us to pick it up and sell it for money? Isn’t it good that we fulfill your expectations ahead of schedule?”

"Good fart, good!"

The cursing words almost blurted out, Director Sun couldn't control it, and spit out a mouthful of saliva, Sang Ning quickly dodged away, his facial features were almost wrinkled, and he was very disgusted.

Dao Sun couldn't help but glared at Sang Ning fiercely, pointed his index finger at her nose and cursed: "The program team spent more than 3 yuan, is it to make you empty-handed?"

"Director Sun, this is wrong, what is an empty glove white wolf?"

Sang Ning grabbed Dao Sun's index finger, snapped it back forcefully, and made a fist with the other four fingers, then lightly held the angry little fist, raised it high, and hovered above the right side of its owner's head.

At this moment, Director Sun was forced to salute with fists, but the instigator acted as if nothing happened, trying to reason with him.

"This is called the law of conservation of money. Don't be so overwhelmed. Didn't I say that I will wipe off the change and return you 8000 yuan? Calculated in this way, you only lost more than 2 yuan. Isn't it worth being happy?" .”

As Sang Ning spoke, she squeezed her eyes at Director Sun twice, her lips slightly tightened, revealing a sly smile.

"Only you who collect money are happy, I am very unhappy!"

Director Sun was incompetent and furious, but Sang Ning grabbed his other hand and raised it above his head: "Director Sun, you should be happy. It was supposed to record four days of picking yellow peaches, but now it's over in half a day. The biggest hitter Isn’t happiness just being able to call it a day and get off work early?”

Director Sun wanted to resist, but he couldn't break free from Sang Ning's shackles at all. In the end, he stretched out his ten fingers and tightly grabbed his not-so-rich Mediterranean hair.

He was so devastated, at what point did things get out of control!

[Director Sun: You are happy, but I am not happy. 】

[Director Sun's collapse should not be just a matter of money wasted. He probably scratches his head and can't figure out what to record next. After a good four-day yellow peach picking and selling experience day, he was forced by Sang Ning shortened to one day. 】

[Director Sun: I underestimated the guests this year. I didn't know there was such a pervert as Sang Ning. It was indeed my fault that I didn't check the loopholes in the rules. 】

Sang Ning grabbed Director Sun's hand and shook it crazily, not forgetting to ask again: "Director Sun, are you happy?"

Director Sun had no love in his life, and he couldn't resist. In the end, he had no choice but to reply mechanically and emotionally like an AI: "I'm very happy..."