During dinner at the Zong family’s house, Su Cha turned on the television immediately.
Not many people in the Zong family usually watched anything on the huge LCD screen. In this era, it was already very rare for a family to sit together and watch television.
Tan Jinsui came over with a cup of water and looked at her sideways. “What are you doing? What’s so good about TV nowadays? The Spring Festival Gala is getting worse every year.”
“Rotten as it is, the atmosphere is different!”
Besides, there was also her embroidery exhibition this year. She had spent so much effort and time embroidering, so of course, she had to watch the splash it would make on TV.
Tan Jinsui looked at the Spring Festival Gala that had not started to air and clicked his tongue. “That’s true. It’s a classic show after all. If you can go on it in the future, your status in the industry will have been stable.”
Su Cha paused and chuckled.
That’s right. She was on the Spring Festival Gala in a different capacity tonight.
Tan Jinsui continued, “One could say that the Spring Festival Gala is now in a limbo. It wants to be on the same side as the people. Nowadays, doesn’t it invite popular young actors and young fresh meat every year? Unfortunately, the programs are getting worse year by year. The audience doesn’t buy it, and the viewership ratings drop year by year. If not for the fact that many viewers are used to eating while watching this show every year, how awkward would it be if the viewership ratings were not comparable to the other programs? To many people, no matter what it contains, it’s always good.”
Su Cha argued for her work. “Maybe there will be something new this year?”
“What new tricks could there be? Having some people act in a skit? That would be considered a horror show.”
Su Cha: “…My manager really doesn’t know how to hold back.”
Tan Jinsui sneered. Zong Yanxiu said, “Tan Jinsui, if you have nothing to do, come and help.”
Tan Jinsui the lackey answered quickly, “Yes!”
Su Cha sneered and rolled her eyes.
With him like this, he could forget about her saying anything good about him in front of her father.
Zong Bingyi walked out in a light casual home clothes. He looked like he was playing Tai Chi and glanced at the people in the hall. “Everyone is not here yet.”
He was referring to Bo Muyi.
“He’ll be here soon,” Su Cha replied.
She had just called Bo Muyi ten minutes ago, and he said that he would be there soon.
After a while, Bo Muyi called and asked Su Cha to open the door.
The door of the Zong family’s residence was electronically controlled. After Su Cha answered the phone, she pressed the switch. After a while, Bo Muyi walked in.
He was wearing a black fur-collared coat today. Such a provocative outfit was overflowing with nobility. When he walked in, he seemed to feel that the atmosphere in the room was different.
“I keep feeling that the atmosphere has become much more high-end. Even eating hotpot is becoming a little out of place.”
They were indeed not down-to-earth. Usually, when people ate hotpot, they would go to the supermarket to buy ingredients. These ingredients were delivered by airmail.
It had become normal after Su Cha came to stay in the Lookout Pavilion.
“You’re here?”
Everyone warmly welcomed Bo Muyi’s arrival.
Bo Muyi followed Su Cha and looked at the dishes on the table. They looked fresh.
He had eaten hotpot before, but not many times. Moreover, he was usually the kind of person who got everything taken care of for him. But today, when he sat down, Zong Yanxiu asked, “Can you prepare the dip?”
