Zhou Ming handed the folder in his hand to Mr. Lin.
Zhou Ming was not surprised by the program crew's move.
—Even if it is a reality show, there must be drama to ensure the program effect. The so-called lottery is not just a formality.
Before the program team determines which family background each family has "drawn", they will communicate with the local celebrities. If the celebrities are not satisfied with anything, adjustments can be made.
The only thing that Lin Cheng signed with the program team was a Class B contract, and he was assigned to a licensing group set by the entertainment company, so he had no right to choose at all.
Mr. Lin took the folder and took a look at it.
There are a total of 8 materials bound inside, including the family background introductions of 8 candidates for the next episode and the corresponding program scripts.
The corresponding fathers' occupations here include: Ocean World commentator, kindergarten music teacher, Michelin restaurant chef's assistant, advertising company planner, house sales director, drama actor, small restaurant owner, and construction worker.
Obviously, among these alternative materials, the first three more interesting and more likely to be well received by the audience should be prepared for Yu Lin and Duan Bei, advertising planning and house sales are prepared for CEO father Zheng Chengye, and the two professions of drama actor and small restaurant owner are for actor Gao Yuankai to choose. Choosing the former will allow him to show off his acting skills in the show, and choosing the latter can continue to deepen the audience's impression of this "all-round dad".
As for the last few construction workers...
Needless to say, if it weren't for the intervention of Mr. Lin, Lin Cheng would definitely be chosen.
Mr. Lin looked through every family background, but he was a little undecided.
Butler Zhou at the side thought for a moment and suggested, "Kindergarten teacher and oceanarium guide are good options. The jobs are easier and children will probably like them more."
After hearing Butler Zhou's analysis, Mr. Lin nodded, but frowned again the next second and denied it: "This won't work. The income is too low."
With such a low salary, how can their little Momo live a good life on the show
"How about house sales? The income is high, there are commissions, and the family's living conditions are good. There is a hatchback as a means of transportation." Zhou Ming suggested, pointing to another document.
The old man glanced at him and shook his head: "Don't you see how long the working hours are?" From 9 am to 9 pm, he needs to go out for social events from time to time, so he has no time to take care of Xiao Momo.
"This one doesn't work either, let's try another one."
"What about the restaurant owner? He has flexible working hours and his own shop, so he doesn't have to worry about food and drink." Butler Zhou suggested for the second time.
But in the end, Mr. Lin pursed his lips and snorted, "What can that brat accomplish? He can't even support himself, so how can we expect him to open a restaurant to support our little Momo?"
Don't let their little Momo starve, because in the end it will be little Momo who feeds him.
Hearing the undisguised disdain for Lin Cheng in the old man's tone, the corner of Zhou's mouth twitched: he knew that the old man was worried about Lin Cheng's ability to survive.
But in fact, Lin Cheng's survival ability is not bad.
During the years when the old man was receiving treatment and recuperating, Lin Cheng's condition was not very good, especially the years when Lin Cheng was abroad and moved out of the Lin family. Because of his nagging mother's interference, almost all living and academic expenses had to be paid by Lin Cheng himself.
If not for this, Lin Cheng would not have chosen to enter the entertainment industry at that time.
Mr. Lin looked through several documents again and again, picking and choosing, but he always found something he was not satisfied with.
After some hesitation, the old man gave up looking at it and stuffed the information and the folder into Zhou Ming's hands.
"Forget it, forget it. I won't pick it. Let the boy smoke it himself."
"Let their production team be fair and just, and draw the prizes openly and honestly, without any tricks of manipulation behind the scenes!" the old man emphasized again.
Hearing this, Zhou Ming was stunned and asked again to confirm: "Grandpa really doesn't want to choose?"
"I won't choose anymore." Mr. Lin said in a firm tone.
It was a completely fair and random draw with 8 options in total. You couldn't just rely on luck. I didn't think Lin Cheng would get the worst one.
"Okay, I'll contact the program crew right away." Zhou Ming responded.
Butler Zhou at the side reminded him at the right time: "Old man, it's getting late, you should rest."
In order to watch Lin Cheng and the others’ live broadcast, the old man had already rested more than three hours later than usual.
Watching the live broadcast screen showing that Lin Cheng and Lin Momo, father and daughter, had finished wrapping the buns and were getting ready to wash up and go to bed, Grandpa Lin nodded, and got up to go back to his bedroom.
Before going upstairs, the old man did not forget to say: "My phone is playing ads, please stop messing with it."
Assistant Xiao Zhou: “…”
Butler Zhou: "Okay..."
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The next morning, when Mr. Lin arrived at the restaurant, he was dazzled by the sight of the animal-shaped buns on the table.
"Why do these buns look so much like the ones made by our little Momo?" The old man asked, glancing at the housekeeper Zhou beside him.
Hearing this, Butler Zhou chuckled twice and explained, "This is what Xiao Momo packed. I asked my husband to buy a few early in the morning."
Zhou Xing has been the housekeeper in this family for so many years. From the look in the old man's eyes yesterday, he knew that Fang wanted to eat the buns made by the child.
Suppressing his joy, Mr. Lin looked at Butler Zhou suspiciously and asked, "It's only what time, and you've already bought it?"
"The eldest young master and his friends set up their stall early today. They were out before four o'clock," explained Butler Zhou.
Having learned from yesterday's experience and lessons, in order to occupy the center position, Lin Momo and Lin Cheng went to the stall early in the morning before daybreak.
"So early?!"
"Why didn't you call me to watch the live broadcast?" Mr. Lin asked while impatiently turning on the live broadcast on his mobile phone.
At this time, in the live broadcast screen, Lin Cheng and Lin Momo’s bun stall had been set up for a while.
Because we arrived early, we finally got a good seat in the front row near the road. And because their buns had been upgraded and looked much better than yesterday, although it was not yet rush hour and there were not many people on the road, people still came to their stall to buy buns.
Watching the live broadcast, Grandpa Lin had mixed feelings: on the one hand, he was happy to see Lin Momo happy when she received the money, but on the other hand, he felt sorry for his great-grandson who got up too early.
"Okay. Did you let Xiao Momo and the others find out when you asked them to sell the buns?" Grandpa Lin asked nervously.
"Don't worry, he looks just like any other customer buying buns, you can't tell." Butler Zhou said.
However, according to those who came back, he seemed to have been given a warning look by the eldest young master.
Butler Zhou didn't dare tell the old man about this.
"Then why don't you buy more? Just buy one or two baskets." Grandpa Lin asked again with a frown.
Butler Zhou's mouth twitched slightly: "..." Didn't you say, old man, that we should be low-key, natural, and subtle
"Don't worry, the eldest young master and his family's business seems to be good today. The few baskets of buns should be sold out quickly." Knowing the old man's thoughts, Butler Zhou comforted him.
Sure enough, after hearing what Butler Zhou said, and watching the live broadcast, Lin Momo and her team seemed to be doing good business. Grandpa Lin nodded with satisfaction and started eating buns with great relish.
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This side.
At the steamed bun stall, as the morning rush hour slowly approached, more and more customers started to stop in front of Lin Momo and her friends' stall.
"Hey, look at these buns, so cute!" A few young office workers came over, and one of the girls discovered the uniqueness of Lin Momo's buns.
A few other girls also came over.
"Really? It's so cute. It doesn't look like it's made on an assembly line like the ones sold in supermarkets."
Because every one is different.
Although the bag is not exquisite, it has a kind of ugly and cute feeling.
"And there are different flavors." Another person said in surprise, pointing at the cardboard in front of the stall.
After upgrading the steamed buns, Lin Momo and her friends changed the price list today: it was still the same flavors and prices as yesterday, but the difference was that Lin Momo had drawn the diagrams next to them into images of various small animals.
"I want one with peanuts and one with red bean paste."
"I want meat."
"I want the owl one."
"No, the cat and the hedgehog are both so cute, I want both!"
…
Several people bought buns, and some girls took photos and posted them on their Moments. This action soon brought new customers to Lin Momo and her friends.
More and more customers started to gather in front of the stall, and before 9 o'clock, the six baskets of steamed buns they had prepared were sold out.
Lin Momo counted the money excitedly.
At this time, Lin Cheng took out a warm lunch box from under the table and handed it to Lin Momo.
"Eat first." Lin Cheng and Lin Momo said.
"I haven't finished yet..."
"I've finished eating."
"Oh." Lin Momo obediently put down her phone and account, opened her lunch box and started eating breakfast.
"Do you have any buns?" a waiter came over and asked.
Lin Momo shook her head: "Today's stock is sold out."
"What is that thing you are eating?" the other party asked again.
"Is this it? This is noodle dumpling soup." Lin Momo introduced.
In essence, it's just a hodgepodge.
Yesterday they had a piece of dough that failed to rise for some reason, and there was some extra filling.
Because they didn't want to waste it, they pinched the dough into finger-sized lumps, added the remaining stuffing and some seasonings and cooked them together, and they had their current breakfast.
"Do you have this?" the man asked. Seeing that Lin Momo was eating it with great relish, he thought it should taste good.
“No…” Lin Momo shook her head and wanted to explain: This is their breakfast, not for sale.
When the words came to her lips, Lin Momo suddenly had an idea and changed her words: "We don't prepare much today. If you want to buy, come tomorrow. We will prepare a lot tomorrow..."
Halfway through her words, Lin Momo looked at Lin Cheng and asked, "Is it okay?"
"Can."
This way, they have one more business project.
Seeing Lin Momo's expression that said 'please praise me for being smart', Lin Cheng smiled secretly in his heart but kept a straight face.
However, Mr. Lin, who was sitting at the dining table of the Lin family at this time, watched the live broadcast and did not hesitate to "boast" about himself.
"Our little Momo is quite smart," said Mr. Lin, nodded, and then said to himself, "This is what I follow."
Seeing the old man's happy expression, Butler Zhou felt ashamed and thought: If Lin Momo's identity had not been fully confirmed and not made public at this moment, the old man would probably have started calling his friends in the address book one by one to let them know how smart his great-grandson is.
Seeing Mr. Lin staring at the bowl of noodle dumpling soup in the video with shining eyes, Butler Zhou understood immediately: the old man wants to eat noodle dumpling soup for breakfast again tomorrow.
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This way.
Because they had sold out today’s buns in advance, the father and daughter didn’t need to go out to sell buns in the evening, so they had more time to purchase fresh ingredients and make more buns.
However, this time, in addition to making dumplings, Lin Cheng and Lin Momo also used the remaining ingredients to cook a pot of noodle dumpling soup with a hodgepodge flavor.
—
The next day, the two of them came out before dawn and occupied the front row seats in the stall area.
Different from the selling method of the previous two days, this time, Lin Cheng added another sign in front of the bun stall: Buns and noodle dumpling soup can be picked up by scanning the code and paying, so diners are requested to queue up in an orderly manner.
The two put the environmentally friendly food bags and lunch boxes on the left side of the table, and arranged the buns with different fillings in the order according to the order on the signs, making the whole bun stall neat and tidy.
Except for some elderly people and children who needed Lin Cheng's help to pack steamed buns and noodle soup, most of the other diners chose to buy breakfast by themselves.
Lin Cheng was responsible for maintaining order at the scene, while Lin Momo was on the side helping these people calculate prices and make change.
In this way, not only the workload of both parties was reduced a lot, but the efficiency on site was also greatly improved.
This selling method, which is different from other stalls, also attracted more diners for them.
In less than an hour this morning, all 12 baskets of buns that Lin Momo and her friends had made yesterday were sold out.
With the addition of noodle dumpling soup, they also earned more money.
…
Lin Cheng and Lin Momo set up the stall for a total of four days: they earned 143 yuan on the first day, 186 yuan on the second day, 345 yuan on the third day and 328 yuan on the fourth day, which added up to 1,002 yuan, which was 202 yuan more than the 800 yuan required by the program team. The mission was successfully completed.
—
On the last day of recording, when Lin Momo and Lin Cheng returned to their residence after selling buns, the program crew was already waiting in front of the small building.
Seeing the production team's instructions, Lin Momo subconsciously became nervous - she was afraid that the director would say that they could not sell anything except buns, and then confiscate the money they earned from selling dumpling soup, or fine them.
…
Not only Lin Momo thought so, but Chen Yu, who had been watching the live broadcast, also thought so.
After all, given the nature of the program crew, they are not really capable of doing such a "crazy" thing.
However, surprisingly, the program team did not do so this time.
Seeing Lin Cheng bringing Lin Momo back to the small building, the director immediately put on a friendly smile.
"Did baby and daddy earn 1,002 yuan this time?"
"Yes." Lin Momo nodded, walked forward cautiously and handed the money to the director, and said: "In addition, we saved 168 yuan from our living expenses, so the total here is 1,170 yuan."
"Have we completed the mission?" Lin Momo asked nervously while looking at the director.
The director smiled even more, nodded, and said, "Of course!"
"Congratulations on completing your mission."
The director's words seemed to give Lin Momo a reassurance.
However, Chen Yu, who was sitting in front of the company's computer, was surprised.
"The director didn't make things difficult for my brother Cheng?!" Wang Xi said in disbelief.
"Has the program crew changed their nature? Why have they suddenly become kind?" Zhou Qi on the side also complained in surprise.
“This shouldn’t be the case…” Wang Xi whispered, biting his fingers.
According to the regulations of the program team, if any group fails to complete the task, they may be replaced by other new families and enter the waiting stage.
And the gossip she heard from other colleagues last week was that the company saw that the show was popular and was planning to replace Lin Cheng with another middle-aged male actor who had recently become famous.
The three people who didn't know the truth were guessing the intentions of the program team.
"Boss, is it you who gave money to the program team?" Wang Xi looked at Chen Yu and asked.
Chen Yu was speechless: "How is it possible..." If he had that money, he would rather use it to buy navy for Lin Cheng.
Chen Yu thought for a moment and said, "Maybe the production team saw the potential of Lin Cheng and Lin Momo."
Even Chen Yu himself didn't believe it when he said it.
—
At the recording site, Lin Momo didn't think as much as Chen Yuji. When she heard the director announce that they had completed the task, Lin Momo breathed a sigh of relief and was excited.
At this time, the staff on the scene moved out the familiar big box again.
"What is this? I don't need to introduce it to you, right?" the director said with a smile.
"Draw lots!" Lin Momo said.
"That's right," the director paused and continued, "Then please let dad and baby draw the life you will experience next week."
"good!"
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Lin's house, in the living room.
Mr. Lin was staring at the live broadcast screen.
Although the old man had said magnanimously before that Lin Cheng should just leave it to fate, he was actually very nervous inside.
Watching Lin Cheng slowly pulling out the card from the box, the expression on the old man's face was just like Lin Momo in the picture at this moment, tightly tense.
…