The incident on the internet was widely known, and Director Ernie Daniel and the assistant director walked over.
He looked at all the guests, "Chester Quinn's recording remains the same."
Making a decision prematurely without concrete evidence is not wise.
Chester Quinn breathed a sigh of relief, "Thank you, director."
The other people didn't have any extreme reactions, only Alfred Linberg kept his head down, not knowing what he was thinking.
It took him a while to raise his head again, his expression recovered, with an impeccable social smile on the corner of his mouth.
His eyes were dark. Chester Quinn's luck was really good; even if he became a smelly rat that everyone despised, the show's crew wouldn't give up on him.
Cypress Sinclair took out his phone and checked the time, it was now close to noon.
He waved at everyone, "Let's go, let's go inside to eat."
