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On the open-air rooftop, the bottom of a hot pot of red oil was bubbling and boiling.

The aroma hits you right in the head.

Chen Ye leaned back in his chair, staring at Wang Zhengyu, who was standing across the long table.

"Old Wang," Chen Ye rolled his eyes, "you always say it's just a little game, but honestly, when have you ever actually played a little game?"

The "little game" that Old Deng is talking about is just like what my boss in my past life said about "just having a simple meeting"—it's enough to make you question your existence.

Deng Chao sat beside him, holding a teacup, and chuckled along.

"That's right." Deng Chao glanced at Wang Zhengyu. "Xiao Ye is right. When have you ever not gone to extreme lengths to rip people off? In your eyes, are we just like weeds in a field, harvested one crop after another?"

Wang Zhengyu, holding a megaphone, was already immune to this kind of daily complaining.

"Everyone, please calm down," Wang Zhengyu said slowly.

"Let me explain the rules first, so we can discuss things together."

Chen Ye crossed his arms over his chest and remained silent.

He wanted to see what kind of outrageous poop this old man would produce today.

Wang Zhengyu pointed to the large group of staff members behind him.

"Dear teachers, can you see my brothers and sisters behind me?"

Everyone nodded in unison.

Wang Zhengyu continued to stir emotions.

"Our crew of 'Five Ha' has quite a lot of people. The people standing here now are just the cameramen, regular cameramen, assistant directors, and planners that you usually interact with."

"Now that we're here in beautiful Chongqing, it's not just you guys who should eat well; we, the brothers and sisters working behind the scenes, should also eat well, right?"

No one spoke; they just watched him perform in silence.

A weasel pays New Year's greetings to a chicken.

Chen Ye raised an eyebrow.

Extra meals for the staff? That old fox is incredibly stingy; it's definitely a trap.

Seeing that no one was responding, Wang Zhengyu coughed twice, revealing his true intentions.

"The next game we're going to play is called 'Give the staff an extra meal'."

Wang Zhengyu raised the megaphone and spoke in an upward tone.

"The rules are simple. You take turns taking the menus to the staff to take orders."

"but!"

"If the total amount you order exceeds the hidden red line set by the crew for one table tonight, then I'm sorry, you'll have to pay for all the dishes you ordered yourself! Including the meal allowance for all tables."

"Of course, your hotpot meal will still be charged to the production team," Wang Zhengyu added with a smile.

Oh.

Chen Ye understood.

This is an attempt to make their guests bleed money to pay for the hundreds of crew members.

But the question is, what kind of punishment is this?

Chen Ye turned his head and glanced at the older men sitting next to him.

Deng Chao is picking at his nails.

Chen He stared at the bottom of the pot, drooling.

Lu Han is aiming at Reba.

Zheng Kai was even flexing his wrists in preparation for a big meal.

Nobody cares!

The appearance fee for recording one episode of a variety show can be hundreds of thousands or even millions of yuan.

How much does it cost to buy a meal for the film crew? Even if they eat their fill of a Manchu Han Imperial Feast, it's not even a drop in the ocean in the eyes of the guests.

Is this punishment? This is clearly Old Wang using someone else's talent to curry favor.

"Alright, alright," Chen Ye tapped the table, interrupting Wang Zhengyu.

"It's just giving the staff extra food, why are you making such a fuss!"

Chen Ye picked up a pair of clean chopsticks and pointed to the untouched vegetable rack next to him.

"Hurry up and serve us the normal dishes, bring out the meat! I'm starving!"

If you want to rip off a big customer, just say so.

Even if all the fully-fledged Q-grade cows were eaten to extinction tonight, Chen Ye could still afford to buy one.

Wang Zhengyu breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that everyone was not intimidated.

He gave the assistant director a look.

"Serve the food."

A row of waiters carried in various types of snowflake beef, crispy tripe, and beef aorta.

They quickly started adding meat to the hot pot base for the guests.

Watching the beef in the pot gradually change color, Chen Ye picked up a piece with his chopsticks, dipped it in a garlic and sesame oil sauce, and put it in his mouth.

Cool!

While everyone was engrossed in their meal, the assistant director handed three thick menus to Zheng Kai, who was sitting at the very edge of the table.

Wang Zhengyu provided the explanation from the side.

"These three menus are for stir-fries, savory barbecue, and Sichuan and Chongqing specialties. You can start now."

Zheng Kai held the menu, swallowed the meat in his mouth, and looked up at the staff behind the camera.

"Brothers, is there anything you particularly want to eat? Order whatever you like." Zheng Kai waved his hand.

The cameraman and the directors looked at each other, and remained silent.

Zheng Kai understood.

The staff were afraid of being retaliated against, so they let the guests decide what to eat and eat whatever they ordered.

"Old Wang," Zheng Kai said, flipping open the barbecue menu and looking at Wang Zhengyu, "how many people are there in total?"

"Not many," Wang Zhengyu said with a smile. "It's probably just under a hundred people in total."

Zheng Kai nodded.

One hundred people, that's quite a large group.

"Alright, everyone, let's have some barbecue to tide us over for the first round," Zheng Kai shouted.

"Fifty lamb skewers, please! And fifty beef skewers, please!"

Zheng Kai glanced down at the price: two yuan and fifty cents a skewer.

I ate a hundred skewers and it only cost me 250 yuan.

Wang Zhengyu looked at everyone without saying a word.

The minimum spending requirement for tonight's meal is only 1888 yuan.

With that 250 yuan invested, there's still a long way to go before the explosive amount is reached.

After Zheng Kai finished ordering the barbecue, he casually handed the other two menus to Baby next to him.

Baby took a tissue to wipe her mouth and then flipped through the Sichuan and Chongqing specialty menu.

"Everyone eats spicy food, right?" Baby looked up, smiled at the staff, and said, "Then I'll order ten servings of Mapo Tofu for you! It'll go perfectly with rice!"

A serving of Mapo Tofu costs 28 yuan; ten servings would cost 280 yuan.

The total amount reached 530.

The progress is too slow.

The menu naturally ended up in Lu Han's hands.

Lu Han didn't even look at the prices, and immediately flipped to the page for signature dishes.

"Ten servings of spicy chicken, please!" Lu Han shouted.

A serving costs 48 yuan, and the profit is 480 yuan.

The total amount has now climbed to over a thousand.

It is extremely close to the red line of 1888.

Chen Ye sat next to Song Yuqi, picked up a piece of beef tripe with his chopsticks, and watched the group dawdle.

At this rate, they won't spend much money even if they keep doing this until next year.

The menu was passed to Dilraba.

"Ten servings of twice-cooked pork, please," Dilraba said softly.

The twice-cooked pork, which cost 48 yuan, was pushed to 1490 yuan.

Dilraba handed it to Song Yuqi.

Song Yuqi didn't care about this small amount of money at all; she was someone who could afford a large apartment in Beijing.

"Ten servings of Kung Pao Chicken!" Song Yuqi smiled, revealing her little tiger teeth.

38 per serving.

The total amount is approaching 1870.

Seeing the amount soaring, Chen He, sitting next to Deng Chao, couldn't hold back any longer.

He chewed on the beef in his mouth and mumbled, "It's over! It's over! This definitely won't reach us!"

Chen He pointed at Song Yuqi and Chen Ye.

"This place is absolutely packed! The price is almost two thousand now, the film crew couldn't possibly set such a high standard for meals!"

Zheng Kai slammed down his chopsticks and snapped at him irritably.

"Chen He, are you trying to stir up trouble without wanting to pay the price?"

"You're talking nonsense!" Chen He retorted immediately. "Do you think I'm short of a few bucks? Who cares who pays for extra meals for the staff? I'm just giving an objective analysis!"

Zheng Kai ignored him.

Li Chen, Tao Zhe, Wang Mian, and others at the table also joined in the commotion.

"That's right!" Li Chen slammed his hand on the table. "It's our honor to give the staff extra food; we must make sure they're well-fed today!"

"Yes, yes, yes!" everyone echoed.

The atmosphere on the rooftop was lively, and no one cared about the cost of the meal.

After Song Yuqi finished ordering, she pushed the thick menu directly in front of Chen Ye.

Chen Ye didn't even glance at the menu before leaning back in his chair.

He turned his head, his gaze passing over the long table and landing on his cameraman, Xiao Zhang.

Xiao Zhang is only 24 years old this year and has just graduated. He is usually quiet, but he has never complained about carrying a machine weighing more than ten kilograms.

From the moment he was tricked into joining Wuha, Xiao Zhang started following him.

Chen Ye had a good impression of this hardworking young man.

"Little Zhang," Chen Ye said lazily, like an old man greeting someone at a market.

Xiao Zhang, carrying the machine, was suddenly called upon.

"Hey! Brother Ye!"

"Is there anything you particularly want to eat? Don't be shy." Chen Ye raised his chin.

Xiao Zhang scratched his hair and smiled shyly.

"Brother Ye, I'm fine with anything, I'll eat whatever you order."

Chen Ye glanced down at the signature dishes on the menu.

"Would you like some Dongpo pork knuckle?"

Upon hearing those four words, Xiao Zhang's eyes lit up instantly.

He nodded repeatedly.

"Okay." Chen Ye suddenly raised his head and snapped his fingers at the waiter not far away.

"If there are a hundred people, give me 20 Dongpo pork knuckles!"

20 Dongpo pork knuckles!

One serving costs over a hundred yuan, and they ended up throwing in several thousand yuan!

The staff behind them immediately erupted in cheers and commotion.

I've never seen anything like this before, since I usually eat boxed lunches.

Wang Zhengyu stood off-camera with a strange smile, and made no announcement.

Seeing Lao Wang's expression, Deng Chao laughed and teased him.

"Yezi, you absolutely blew it all away! That amount was already on the verge of collapse, and those 20 elbows you delivered flattened it! You stole the show."

Chen Ye waved his hand dismissively.

If money can solve a problem, is it even a problem?

"What's the panic? This isn't over yet."

Chen Ye turned around and faced the group of staff members whose eyes were shining.

"Brothers, you've been running around with us all day, climbing mountains and carrying equipment. Aren't you tired?"

The staff, in perfect unison, shouted, "Not tired!"

Chen Ye scoffed and exposed him directly.

"Your dark circles under your eyes show you're exhausted, yet you're still making up lies?"

He turned to look at the assistant director.

"Go! Another hundred cups of milk tea! And another hundred bottles of Red Bull!"

Chen Ye held up two fingers in mid-air, making a resounding gesture.

"Two bottles each! No one is allowed to leave until we finish them all tonight!"

A shopping spree worthy of a nouveau riche visiting a village!

Li Chen and the others on the other side of the table burst out laughing as they listened to Chen Ye's rapid-fire ordering.

Everyone knew what was going on and wanted to treat the staff to a good meal.

Chen Ye had barely finished speaking.

"Wild Bro is awesome!"

"Boss Chen is so generous!"

The staff on the rooftop erupted in cheers, making it even more lively than during the Lunar New Year.

In this frenzied atmosphere, Wang Zhengyu finally slowly raised the megaphone.

He looked at Chen Ye with a smile.

"Congratulations, Yezi."

Wang Zhengyu's voice sounded extremely irritating in the night wind.

"The hidden menu item is 1888. Your order has completely exceeded the limit."