The guests all looked bewildered.
They hadn't expected the production team to actually confiscate their microphones.
"Relax. From now until we reach our destination, the cameras won't be on any of you. You can rest easy and recharge."
The more Director Ji told them to relax, the more uneasy they felt.
But they were already in this crook's car. Surely they couldn't jump out now!
Their lives mattered, after all.
Still, none of them rushed to settle down and rest. They were simply curious about what the production team planned to show on the livestream for the next hour.
The viewers in the livestream craned their necks to see, too.
Of course, some had already started cursing.
[Is the production team out of their minds? We're here to see our darling Jincheng. Believe me, the second you move the camera away, your viewer count will plummet.]
[We protest! Does the production team not want views anymore?]
[If you're leaving, hurry up and leave. Show the production team what you're made of.]
[Exactly. You've been talking all this time, and not one of you has left. Unbelievable.]
[They're probably afraid they'll actually leave and the viewer count will barely drop. Now that would be hilarious.]
[Just saying, if the big sponsor can afford a car like this, do they need your measly views?]
[I'm more curious about what the production team is planning.]
The livestream switched to another camera.
Huh?
This angle was a little strange. Why was it showing the steering wheel, the dashboard, and the road ahead?
"Yes, you're seeing that right. This is exactly the camera angle and view we're using."
Director Ji was keeping an eye on the live comments, ignoring those that tried to start fights or tell them what to do. He focused solely on