Where Are We Going, Dad
Editor: Atlas Studios
It was understandable that Tang Muxin was worried. Ko Gohon's gamble this time was based on two programs.
But for Hong Dali's side, he only had one. If he just randomly filmed one in a rush, then it'd easily cause him to be disadvantaged and lose the bet. If that was the case, then the ten Toyoda limousines that Hong Dali had previously won would go back to him again—though Ko Gohon was detestable, at least he still had credibility.
Thus, if Hong Dali were to really lose, then he naturally couldn't go back on his words.
"Young Master," Ling Xiaoyi thought for a while and said, "Why don't we ask Sister Cai to get some big celebrities in the entertainment business. In that case, at least the viewership ratings would be guaranteed. I believe that with Young Master's current reputation, it definitely won't be difficult to invite some celebrities over."