Jiang Tingxu went directly to Mo Boyuan and whispered to him about the matter.
He smiled.
"I'll handle it," he said.
How could the chief director refuse his request? Of course, he quickly agreed!
The two long tables could accommodate about twenty people.
Therefore, even with the cameramen joining them, it would not be crowded.
The table was already filled with grilled seafood, vegetables, and other delicacies. There were also snacks, such as noodles, steamed eggs, etc.
"Mom, Mom, I want that!" The little boy grabbed his mom's hand and pointed at the table excitedly.
Jiang Tingxu looked in the direction.
"Are you sure you want it?"
That was... grilled squid, right?
Many people did not like the taste of squid.
The boy nodded firmly.
"Yes, I do!"
Jiang Tingxu took a skewer of it and placed it on the plate in front of him.
"Have a try then."
