Zhou Jinyuan finished voting, and the results came out—his CP group’s voting percentage turned out to be a mere 3%.
The highest was the voting percentage for Chen Xixi and Jin Cheng, reaching an astonishing 80%.
Who on earth is casting these votes?
Why? How come this brat can get more votes than him?
He scanned the scene below once more.
Even Zheng He had a voting percentage 3% higher than his...
What does Zheng He have to justify that?
This is simply impossible; how could he possibly be the lowest in these voting results?
There’s definitely something fishy going on.
There’s a problem with this voting mechanism.
Assistant Xu had just finished downloading the app and immediately detected a chill spreading around.
Assistant Xu looked down at President Zhou, whose complexion was dark, and carefully speculated: "What’s wrong, President Zhou, is your phone starting to act up too?"
Zhou Jinyuan glanced at Assistant Xu, who then bowed his head further and leaned in to see what was going on?
Assistant Xu saw the content on the smartphone screen and exclaimed with excitement: "I participated in this vote too, and I even got everyone around me to help vote."
"..." Zhou Jinyuan listened and slowly curled the corners of his mouth into a sneer.
Great, so this 3% was cast by insiders.
The whole world is more suitable for Chen Xixi than he is, huh?
He definitely has to turn this voting percentage into a hundred percent!
At the variety show live scene.
The chief director, worried about Chen Xixi continuing to live in a five-star hotel, changed the current game mechanics overnight specifically for Chen Xixi.
The entire program crew changed the recording location, even providing accommodations for the Guests.
It’s better than letting Chen Xixi stay in a five-star hotel—since there’s no worry about food and drink there, it made Chen Xixi too comfortable, which would make the show lose a lot of its appeal.
Netizens want to see how the Guests scrimp and save, not them living it up.
Zheng He, dragging his luggage, arrived panting and saw that all the Guests were sitting on the living room sofa waiting for him.
Han Qianyi saw Zheng He finally arrive and couldn’t help but ask: "What’s wrong with you? Why did you only just get here?"
Zheng He took a deep breath, with an unspeakable looking expression: "Don’t ask."
He didn’t want to look back on the past.
It would just make him uncomfortable to reminisce.
After saying that, Zheng He quickly asked Han Qianyi: "Who has the US$ 20 subsidy?"
Han Qianyi didn’t speak but instead looked towards Chen Xixi, who was sitting on her right.
Zheng He clenched his teeth—it was Chen Xixi again!
Zheng He was puzzled, his speechless gaze swept across Wan Chen, Han Qianyi, and Jin Cheng: "With the three of you, isn’t there anyone who can beat her? Without me, you guys are really... tsk... too pathetic..."
Wan Chen chuckled coldly, his eyes brimming with sarcasm: "Didn’t you also lose? You’re the last one; what right do you have to look down on us?"
The prideful Zheng He stubbornly retorted: "I didn’t want to win! Let me tell you, I only lost because I missed my stop going to the bathroom! Otherwise, do you think I’d lose to her? Ha!"
Jin Cheng, who hadn’t spoken until then, suddenly said: "Since the start of the show, have you ever won against her?"
Zheng He looked at Jin Cheng, speaking defiantly: "How haven’t I won? The day before yesterday I even got the title of ’King of Thrift,’ and even though it was a fleeting moment, it was still my true ability. Have you guys ever won that?"
Jin Cheng leaned back on the sofa, lifted his leg, and looked up at Zheng He, speaking in an unkind tone: "Heh, a flash in the pan, is that you? What you showed was clearly pig-brained."
Zheng He: "You’re the one with pig brains, at least I’ve won!"
Jin Cheng couldn’t be bothered to argue with Zheng He, because arguing with someone of that intelligence and winning feels kind of pointless, like bullying.
[Although I want to say Jin Cheng’s remarks are somewhat uncivilized, Zheng He’s statements were really an insult to the intelligence plants. So this time, I’m on team intelligence plant!]
[Just keep pretending, Zheng He, I’ll just sit here and watch you act.]
[Going to the toilet? I clearly saw him pass by the toilet without even a glance. And besides, which good samaritan drags a suitcase to the toilet? If he really wanted to use the toilet, he should’ve asked Han Qianyi and the others to keep an eye on his luggage!]
[If I hadn’t seen Zheng He almost pee himself in fear just now, I might have believed him!]
As soon as Zheng He finished talking, Qian Yue clapped his hands and announced, "Everyone is here, so I’ll explain the new rules of our show. That is, everyone must stay in this apartment and cannot go anywhere else to stay."
Zheng He said, "If you provide us with a place to stay, we certainly won’t stay anywhere else!"
And staying elsewhere would cost money, he’s not an idiot!
Qian Yue smiled, a strange smile that Chen Xixi noticed.
After Qian Yue left, Chen Xixi finally realized what was strange.
She dragged her suitcase to a random room door only to find a large sign hanging on the door handle.
It stated you had to pay fifty yuan to enter the room and sleep, and this fifty yuan was only for one day’s use.
She tried to turn the doorknob, but, as expected, it didn’t open.
Because it was locked.
The production team had turned all the rooms in the apartment into daily rental rooms, and by not allowing them to stay elsewhere, they had to be forced to pay for accommodations.
The production team was really something.
Zheng He couldn’t accept it as calmly as Chen Xixi. He frowned and shouted, "Why do we have to pay to enter a room? What’s the difference between this and a hotel? Your production team is too heartless!"
But there was no choice, the new rule was that they must stay in this apartment, so it looked like they had no choice but to fork out the fifty yuan.
While the other four guests had all paid and moved into their rooms, Chen Xixi didn’t pay.
She went straight to the living room with her luggage and lay down on the couch.
The other guests: "!!!"
Is this how the game is played?!
[Hahaha, you can’t stump Chen Xixi. If it costs money to get into a room, then just sleep on the sofa, no big deal!]
[Chen Xixi: I’ll never spend the money, don’t expect to earn it off me that easily!]
[True to Chen Xiaokou’s reputation, as always, her spending habits never fail to satisfy me ha ha ha!]
The moment Zheng He saw Chen Xixi lying on the sofa, he was instantly shocked!
He had just spent fifty yuan, under the same conditions, why didn’t Chen Xixi have to spend anything!
But, he didn’t believe Chen Xixi could stay away from the sofa for even a moment.
After all, the sofa didn’t have an owner, and anyone could sleep there.
As soon as Chen Xixi left, he would immediately take over the sofa as his throne!
Then Chen Xixi would be forced to pay to stay in a room.
And he could also save the money for renting a room using the same method!
Chen Xixi had just laid down when she received a call, and after a few responses, she got up and left.
Zheng He seized the opportunity, quickly kicked Chen Xixi’s suitcase to the side, and then lay down himself.
Chen Xixi hadn’t returned even when dinner time was almost over.
Han Qianyi, who came out of her room and didn’t see Chen Xixi, asked curiously, "Where’s Chen Xixi?"
Wan Chen, who happened to come out of the opposite room, answered, "She’s eating hotpot."
Zheng He sat up abruptly from the sofa, "What!!!"
He had been lying on the sofa with a hungry stomach, afraid that if he left, Chen Xixi would come back and snatch the sofa. But Chen Xixi was actually eating hotpot?!