A few looked at the director who was unexpectedly roped into recording, with sly smiles in their eyes.
After being tricked so many times, if we don't turn the tables, it just won't feel right...
"Director, come on!" Wang Sirui was extremely excited, rushing forward to pull the director, dragging him into the house.
The director looked at the house, feeling like entering meant walking into a trap, immensely resistant but unable to resist.
Looking at everyone's expressions, he knew it was unavoidable today, and if he went in willingly, at least he'd look better.
The director withdrew his hand, took a deep breath, "I'll go in myself."
"Director, are you sure you don't need me to help?" Wang Sirui asked with a cheeky grin.
Director: "No need."
As his words fell, everyone made an elegant gesture, "Director, please."
The director closed his eyes for a moment, steeled himself, and walked in amid the gazes of all the guests and staff.
