In the end, Fang Han couldn't help voicing everyone's thoughts. "Are you sure you're scolding him?"
"Of course I'm scolding him! For not doing his actual job!"
Still brimming with righteous indignation, Xu Su then shouted at Gu Xingfan, "Get lost! Go do your actual job!"
Gu Xingfan was the one being scolded, but the viewers watching could no longer keep it together.
[Oh my God! Who can randomly give him a huge sum of money?! I want to be his child!]
[Me too.]
[(〒︿〒) I'd even settle for being an illegitimate son he's never met, as long as he gives me money and tells me to do my actual job.]
[When is he planning to have kids?! I'll time my death accordingly!]
[You up there, what?]
Director Ye, in the control room, was losing it too.
"What the hell is wrong with him?!"
"It's bad enough that he isn't happy or embarrassed about getting a confession, but he's telling the guy not to get emotionally invested?!"
"Is he sick in the head?!"
"Why doesn't he go to a temple and persuade monks to get married! Go to a hospital and persuade doctors to manufacture drugs! Go to the fields and persuade farmers to grow meat!"
The staff: "..."
For a moment, it was hard to tell whose symptoms were more severe.
Late at night, by the sea.
With the sea breeze blowing into his face, Xu Su caught the scent of freedom.
He had already decided: after going back tomorrow, he would find Cheng Nan and terminate his contract, retire early, and travel the world. He would never work again.
Although being a celebrity paid well, his savings already totaled nearly 20,000,000 when he put everything together. That was enough to keep him comfortably fed and clothed for