The sun was rising higher, and the production team didn't expect that the two-hour work session they arranged wasn't finished by the guests at all, with the work points they earned not even enough to exchange for breakfast.
After finally waiting for the guests to earn some work points, it was almost noon. Only then did Director Wang wave his hand, allowing the guests to come back to prepare for lunch.
The five guests in the cornfield ran back with empty stomachs, hurrying as fast as they could.
Zhu Xiu'an and Qin Yutian were carrying half a bag of corn between them, just arriving back at the yard of the village chief's house.
Seeing the figure of Director Wang, everyone's eyes almost lit up.
Zhu Xiu'an hastily handed over the corn.
"Director Wang, give us work points, I'm starving to death!"
