Yu Han shook her head. "Indeed, capitalists are always the best at taking advantage of others." But there was no choice. After all, the production team was the boss. They had the final say.
"So don't exaggerate your rank. Otherwise, if the difference is too great, you'll be scolded to death by the people watching the live-stream," He Meng advised her.
Yu Han drank the soy milk in the cup in one go and threw the paper cup into the trash can. "I think instead of worrying about this, you should think about how to not become cannon fodder for the production team when you go on the show."
He Meng's eyes widened when she heard this. "What do you mean?" She didn't understand.
Yu Han was too lazy to tidy up her hair today, so she tied a high ponytail with a rubber band. She was wearing a brown vest over a short-sleeved T-shirt, a pair of tight pencil pants, and a pair of Martin boots. Not only did it highlight her good figure, but she also looked refreshing and capable.
