After a Contractual Marriage, Little Taotie Went Viral!-Chapter 264 - 258: The Director Is Worse Than a Dog
Pei Yan had a smile in his eyes, the curve of his lips widened, and he grabbed her hand, holding it in his palm. Their clothes were already similar, so to avoid being seen by others, Qin Yun scooted a little closer to Pei Yan. The two were sitting so close it looked as if they were whispering from behind.
Only Qin Yun was completely tense.
Because, after Pei Yan took her hand, he used his fingertips to tickle her palm, making Qin Yun feel as if she was electrified, tingling all over. Her heart seemed to flutter as she glanced at Pei Yan with her slightly moist peach blossom eyes.
Pei Yan, however, acted as if nothing happened, pretending not to see and even starting to play with her hand.
"Sister Yun, that burger thing tasted quite good, do you want more? I’ll get it for you." Yang Leqi returned to her seat, not noticing their interaction, and tilted her head to ask Qin Yun.
Qin Yun had no mood to think about food; she even forgot the taste. Hearing Yang Leqi’s question, she simply shook her head, "I just had breakfast at home, so I’m not hungry."
Yang Leqi didn’t think much about it and just got up to get her favorite.
Seeing Yang Leqi left, Qin Yun finally breathed a sigh of relief and pinched Pei Yan’s mischievous hand, which had been causing trouble while she was talking to Yang Leqi.
Pei Yan chuckled softly, showing no sign of restraint.
That soft laugh made Qin Yun’s face feel warm; she pursed her lips unnaturally, wanting to withdraw her hand but couldn’t.
"If you move again, they’ll notice," Pei Yan said in a low voice.
Qin Yun instinctively glanced around, seeing no one paying attention, gave Pei Yan a look as if saying, "Whose fault do you think it is?!"
Looking at Qin Yun’s worried little expression, Pei Yan felt quite amused by her hesitation to move.
It wasn’t until they were notified to board the plane that Pei Yan reluctantly released Qin Yun’s hand.
The first-class cabin had two seats per side, quite spacious. To avoid being directly exposed, Qin Yun didn’t sit with Pei Yan but sat with Yang Leqi instead.
Yang Leqi leaned over quietly to Qin Yun’s ear, "Need me to switch with Mr. Pei?"
Without a trace of hesitation, Qin Yun replied, "No need."
Pei Yan sat with Wang Sirui, who had no idea about their relationship and was enthusiastically chatting with Pei Yan.
Obviously, sitting with his idol made Wang Sirui quite excited.
Chen Yao and Qin Hao sat in the row behind them.
The group didn’t talk much and just closed their eyes to rest. After all, the afternoon recording would be exhausting, and they needed to be well-rested to handle it.
The cameraman sat alone in a row. Seeing all the guests asleep, he turned off the camera shortly after.
After getting off the plane, they collected their luggage and first asked about the price of the airport bus. It was 20 yuan per person, but the airport bus only stopped at fixed locations. After getting off, they’d have to transfer to the subway or bus to reach their destination, which would take a lot of time.
Then they asked about the taxi fare to the recording location, which was 150 yuan because the airport was remote, and besides taxis, there were only airport buses.
Finally, they chose two taxis, sharing the cost so each person paid fifty yuan.
Pei Yan, Qin Yun, and Yang Leqi in one taxi, Wang Sirui, Chen Yao, and Qin Hao in another, with a cameraman in each.
After placing the luggage in the trunk, Yang Leqi wanted to sit in the front passenger seat, but the cameraman took it, so she had to sit in the back.
Qin Yun, who had been sleeping soundly on the plane, found her meeting with the Sandman interrupted and began yawning again, feeling sleepy.
Pei Yan glanced at the drowsy Qin Yun, "Turn it off, there’s nothing much to shoot."
As soon as Pei Yan spoke, the cameraman immediately turned off the camera.
With the camera off, the cameraman didn’t look back, so he didn’t notice Qin Yun leaning on Pei Yan, asleep.
Yang Leqi watched the two sleeping heads, covering her mouth and giggling.
Upon arrival at the destination, they discovered it was a row of townhouses.
The program staff and director were already waiting there.
Wang Sirui, seeing the director, remembered the time he was tricked by him and the money he got in today’s red envelope division. With old and new grudges combined, he gritted his teeth, "Oh, Director Fang, you finally showed up?"
"Got to record the show, can’t help it, all for the program," the director said with a smile.
"Heh..." Wang Sirui sneered.
"Welcome everyone to the Bay Villas. Here are some photos of the houses and their rental prices. To stay, you only need to pay the corresponding amount each day." The director, unfazed, handed the photos to them with a smile.
Wang Sirui took the photos and saw that the rooms were luxurious, even extravagant, with every detail reflecting opulence.
But when he saw the amounts, his eyes widened, "Three thousand yuan a night? Fang Zhengxu! Are you robbing us?!!"
"You can stay in the cheaper ones; the cheapest is only a thousand yuan a night," Director Fang responded, seemingly already prepared.
"Director, your prices are a bit too high. We just spent over 2,000 on plane tickets and over a hundred on taxis. It’s just the beginning, even raising pigs takes feeding before slaughter..." Yang Leqi, seeing the expensive prices, couldn’t help but frown.
"Aren’t you guys already well-fed?" The director said bluntly.
Everyone: "..."
Made a lot of sense.
"You’re looking at the most luxurious houses, but you can choose ones a bit less so. But the less luxurious ones have utility fees, not included," the director spoke slowly.
Wang Sirui: "..."
I suspect the director is targeting me specifically, and I have evidence.
"There are three types of rooms in these photos; the most expensive, at 3,000 a night, has two rooms; the mid-range, at 2,000 a night, has three rooms; the cheapest, at 1,000 a night, has just one room. Originally, it was supposed to be based on the order of arrival, but since you all arrived together, you can choose the appropriate house based on your finances," the director said very considerately.
"Director, are these prices based on our wallets?" Qin Yun said softly.
Among the six guests, the wealthiest were Pei Yan and Qin Yun, and the first type of room was basically tailored for them.
After deducting the airfare and taxi fare, the remaining amounts for each were: Pei Yan with 12,520 yuan, Qin Yun with 10,258 yuan, Yang Leqi with 7,639 yuan, Chen Yao with 6,528 yuan, Qin Hao with 4,306 yuan, and Wang Sirui with 2,528 yuan. Even staying in the cheapest, after two days of rent, Wang Sirui would only have 528 yuan left.
Especially, given the director’s nature, unexpected costs might arise, and with just a few hundred yuan, Wang Sirui might end up being enslaved...
Wang Sirui saw darkness ahead. What gave him the courage to upgrade his seat!!
Why did he upgrade his seat?!
Wouldn’t it have been better spent on good food?
