A new job

Seeing his beloved upset, Gu Yanzhou immediately lashed out.

"All we wanted was a bowl of porridge. If you don't want to give us any, fine. Why take it out on Yueyue?"

Xie Yuan set down his spoon with a sharp clink against the bowl. "What, was he wrong?"

"You're the one with stomach trouble, and you're the one in pain. What's that got to do with him?"

He stood up for me.

That thought filled Mu Ze's mind.

Seeing Xie Yuan speak up for Mu Ze, Gu Yanzhou lost his head. "Fine, it has nothing to do with me. But Xie Yuan, have you really seen him for who he is?"

"He's quibbling over a mere bowl of porridge. Clearly, he isn't someone you can spend your life with. Don't let him fool you."

"What's it to you?" Xie Yuan threw Mu Ze's words back at him. "Mu Ze bought the millet and cooked the porridge. He can give it to whoever he wants. Isn't that right?"

"Or do you think that whenever someone asks you for something, President Gu, you have to hand it over?"

"Since you're so generous, why don't you give Mu Ze ten percent of the Gu Group's shares?"

"How is that the same?" Gu Yanzhou retorted without thinking. "How can something like porridge compare to shares?"

"How is it different?" Xie Yuan picked up a soup dumpling. "Aren't you begging someone for something like porridge right now?"

"Or do your possessions count as possessions, President Gu, while other people's don't?"

Gu Yanzhou was left speechless.

Su Wanyue defended Gu Yanzhou. "Young Master Xie, that's not what Yanzhou meant."

"His stomach just hurts. If you don't want to give us any, then don't. We won't have any."

Xie Yuan said, "You couldn't have any even if you wanted it."

Teacher He, who had been quietly eating breakfast, suddenly stepped in to smooth things over. "President Gu, Ms. Su, we've already arranged for the staff to buy some porridge. Our production team didn't prepare properly."

Why didn't you say so earlier?

Su Wanyue and Gu Yanzhou had the same thought.

Then what had they argued with Mu Ze and Xie Yuan for? Just to get told off for nothing?

Both of them began to resent Teacher He as the host.

After speaking at the start, Wang Zihua had stayed quiet. Now he was incredibly grateful that Xie Yuan had held back when telling him off.

Liu Yan kept her eyes lowered and her thoughts to herself, quietly enjoying the drama.

Tan Yaya and Zhang Jue also watched the drama without showing it.

It wasn't that they didn't want to help. Xie Yuan was simply too formidable for them to get a turn.

They had only known everyone for a day, so naturally, the two of them felt closer to Xie Yuan and Mu Ze, the guests they had played games with.

Mu Ze was in a good mood after Xie Yuan stood up for him. Seeing Xie Yuan finish his porridge, he asked, "Want any more?"

"No." Xie Yuan shook his head.

Mu Ze looked up. "Ms. Tan, Mr. Zhang, there's some millet porridge left in the kitchen. Would you like some?"

Those words were undoubtedly a slap in Gu Yanzhou's face, and his expression darkened further.

"May we?" Tan Yaya looked delighted.

"Yes." Mu Ze nodded. "There's quite a bit left. Millet porridge tastes best freshly cooked."

"Thank you, Mr. Mu." Tan Yaya pulled Zhang Jue along to the kitchen.

In the livestream, Su Wanyue's fans, who had already been cursing Mu Ze over the millet porridge, grew even angrier at this scene.

[Is there something wrong with this amateur? He's just filming a show, and he's already developed a superiority complex.]

[Mu Ze, you piece of trash. It's just a bowl of porridge. President Gu asking for it is an honor.]

[You're just an amateur. How dare you treat President Gu like that? You really don't know what's good for you.]

[President Gu, don't hold back. Some people just spit in your face when you show them kindness. Use the Gu Corporation's resources to get him fired and make him regret treating you like this.]

[Ha, what an eye-opener. You really are brainless fans, coming up with something that vicious.]

[Mu Ze didn't do anything wrong. He bought the millet and cooked the porridge. Who he gives it to is his choice.]

[Stomach trouble, the standard issue for domineering CEOs. If he's that delicate, why doesn't he hire someone just to cook porridge for him?]

[A certain Yue really has some nerve. If you knew he had stomach trouble, why didn't you get up early to cook porridge? What, being generous with someone else's stuff?]

[Mu Ze is deliberately targeting Yueyue and President Gu. He's just as awful as Xie Dog.]

The livestream chat erupted into arguments first thing in the morning.

Watching the chaotic comments and the steadily rising viewer count, Director Ma truly felt both pain and pleasure.

Fortunately, nothing else unexpected happened afterward.

After breakfast, the production team started stirring things up.

A draw box sat in front of Teacher He. "Every trade has its masters."

"To prevent fans from helping the guests cheat, the production team has prepared new jobs for everyone."

"Each pair can come up and draw lots to decide their job for today."

In the original novel, because they had been free to choose their work on the first day, one of Su Wanyue's male fans had driven over two hours to the square specifically to give her nearly a thousand yuan in tips.

If the production team hadn't stopped him in time, that male fan probably would have tipped Su Wanyue even more. With other fans contributing too, Su Wanyue hadn't lacked money at all.

Su Wanyue hadn't earned much yesterday, but events were still following the original plot.

Xie Yuan's gaze lingered on Su Wanyue as she drew her lot.

The drawing order followed their rankings in last night's minigame.

Once all four pairs had drawn, they held their cards toward the camera.

Teacher He announced their jobs in order. "Ms. Su and President Gu will be kindergarten teachers."

"Young Master Xie and Mr. Mu will be taking on the less common profession of funeral workers."

"Ms. Tan and Mr. Zhang will be resident singers at a bar."

"Finally, Ms. Liu and Young Master Wang will be food delivery drivers."

Sure enough, it was still the same as the original novel's plot. It seemed that even with him and Mu Ze as two unexpected additions, nothing had changed.

A thoughtful look flashed through Xie Yuan's eyes.

As the jobs were announced, comments scrolled rapidly across the screen.

[This should be interesting. I never thought we'd get to see funeral workers.]

[Being a resident bar singer suits diva Tan perfectly. It's right in her field.]

[Wow, kindergarten teachers. Kids are the cutest.]

[Only other people's kids are cute. With your own, you just want to string them up and give them a beating.]

[Delivery drivers? Liu Yan and Young Master Wang have it rough. That's exhausting work. When it gets busy, you don't even have time to eat.]

[Why am I suddenly looking forward to this?]

Meanwhile, with the production team.

Teacher He said, "The production team has already made arrangements with the relevant businesses, school, and bar. Staff will take you all there shortly."

"Before you leave, there's one more thing."

"You'll experience these jobs for three days. The production team won't pay your wages. How much you earn will depend on the school, businesses, bar, and your deliveries."

"After three days, the pair with the highest wages will receive not only the million yuan in cash provided by the production team, but also two round-trip tickets to Iceland and a hundred thousand yuan for dates."

A million yuan could take an ordinary person a lifetime to earn.

All eight guests showed varying degrees of interest.

Xie Yuan noticed the fragrance at his nose growing stronger. He looked up at Mu Ze. "You want it?"

Mu Ze nodded. "Yes. That's a million yuan."

With an odd look in his eyes, Xie Yuan stared at Mu Ze for a while before looking away.

"Then do your best."

Others might not know Mu Ze's background, but Xie Yuan knew it very well.

"Okay." Mu Ze nodded. "I'll do my best to get us first place."