As Lin Yi finished speaking, the studio fell completely silent.
Not only Zhou Li and Ma Jun, but everyone else busy elsewhere turned to look at Lin Yi.
That phrase, "the meaning of existence," was deafening and shocking.
After years of struggling in society, their edges had been worn smooth, seemingly having forgotten the passionate enthusiasm they had when they first started working.
For a brief moment, their passion was ignited.
"Film it as Lin Yi said," said Feng Chengrong from afar.
"Then let's do it this way!" Zhou Li said, "We need to toughen up too."
"Then it's settled, we will film this to the end, can't quit halfway!" Ma Jun said, putting down his phone.
"Let's get started!" Zhou Li leaned forward and began to introduce the situation at the pharmaceutical factory:
