From Scheming

Seeing how cooperative Guo Lantai was, Cen Muxiao seemed unable to vent any more of his anger.

Seeing Guo Lantai's head tilted to one side and his brows slightly furrowed, he really did look as though Cen Muxiao had hurt him.

He took another step back and stressed again, "Remember your place. What you should do and what you shouldn't do—I don't think I need to remind you a second time, do I?"

"No need, sir. Once is really enough!"

Guo Lantai finally straightened up and moved away from the wall. Inwardly, he grumbled, This guy is really long-winded. Do all domineering CEOs love this line of talk?

Of course he knew what he ought to do. They could just wait and see!

Shrugging, he turned to look behind him. What a lively dragon-and-phoenix relief carving. The dragon and phoenix heads protruded conspicuously, digging painfully into him for quite a while. This man really knew how to pick a spot to shove him against.

Both shoulders on his back still ached faintly. Thanks to the domineering CEO, his back had probably been left with some rather pretty marks too!

"As long as you know the limits."

With Guo Lantai's assurance, Cen Muxiao finally let him off completely. Then he hurriedly changed clothes and left the lounge alone.

Guo Lantai could guess what he was doing with his toes. Across the corridor, in the VIP room at the other end, his precious first love was still waiting!

What was he going there for? To give him an explanation?

Heh! He had dumped the man for three years—where did he get the nerve to ask for an explanation?

Cen Muxiao was practically rushing over to fawn on him. What a bootlicker!

Ah, the power of a first love!

Since Cen Muxiao was in no hurry to return to the banquet and socialize, Guo Lantai could not be bothered to seek out discomfort either. He might as well use the time to sort through the details of this world again.

"President Wu! Your lounge is this way. Please!"

Just as his thoughts drifted, a polite greeting sounded from the corridor outside.

Then a somewhat older voice spoke up. "Little Li, I think you have pretty good potential. Have you considered coming to Lehong Entertainment to develop your career? I'm telling you, as long as you come, I guarantee that within half a year, I can make you famous across half the country!"

"President Wu, you flatter me. How could I possibly have that kind of luck? This way, please!"

The conversation outside lasted only a few lines, but Guo Lantai had already caught the key point.

He remembered Lehong Entertainment's President Wu very clearly. In the novel, he had been one of the key figures involved in an important plotline.

The original Guo Lantai had once tried to enter the entertainment industry because he did not want Cen Muxiao to look down on him. Unfortunately, he encountered a scumbag and nearly got subjected to the casting couch.

Fortunately, he had risked everything and kicked the man right in the balls, barely managing to escape. But later, the matter was still brought before Cen Muxiao.

Whether anything had actually happened or not, after certain people deliberately embellished the story, Guo Lantai's vile character—trying to become famous by offering himself to the president of an entertainment company—was firmly established.

That had also opened the tragic prelude to him being driven out of the Cen family.

And that scumbag was Lehong Entertainment's president, Wu Tianyong!

What a coincidence!

Who would have thought that after transmigrating here, he would run into him at this very place? Clearly, the scumbag had come to attend their wedding!

Thinking about it now, the original Guo Lantai had probably caught Wu Tianyong's attention at this very time. Later, under Song Anning's deliberate arrangements, that dangerous incident had occurred.

With no time to think further, Guo Lantai pulled open the door and stepped out just as the voices outside were about to reach his door, running straight into Wu Tianyong.

"Oh, President Wu, right? Hello!"

Wu Tianyong had been busy figuring out how to sweet-talk the handsome young man guiding him when he looked up and saw Guo Lantai.

One of the protagonists of this wedding—the partner of the enviable CEO of the foremost wealthy family!

Wu Tianyong's thoughts turned rapidly, and he hurriedly greeted him with a smile. Since he had not managed to speak with Cen Muxiao, getting acquainted with his wife would not be bad either.

"Are you resting with President Cen?"

Guo Lantai smiled, sounding somewhat helpless. "My husband went to entertain a friend who returned from overseas. How would he have time to rest?"

"A friend? The one who appeared at the event just now? So he's a friend!"

Wu Tianyong asked with a meaningful gleam in his triangular eyes. He had seen the scene when that person appeared perfectly clearly. Other than not actually crashing the wedding, his behavior had not looked like that of a mere friend.

"Yes, a friend. I heard he studied acting. You saw him too—he's handsome and has excellent potential. Maybe he'll just stay here and pursue a career."

Guo Lantai racked his brains to praise him. Watching Wu Tianyong's eyes grow brighter and brighter, he finally sighed, "I wonder which company will sign him. He's absolutely got the makings of a top star!"

"Yes, yes, he certainly does!"

Wu Tianyong nodded along on the surface, but inwardly he began making calculations. He had taken a liking to Song Anning at first sight.

His looks were genuinely exceptional, and he had just returned to the country to develop his career. If Wu Tianyong handled things well, perhaps his opportunity had come!

If he could turn him into a top star, Song Anning could make money for him. If not, having him warm his bed would not be a loss either.

Guo Lantai stopped there and turned to glance at a young man waiting in the distance. He gave Wu Tianyong a slight nod. "I have things to do, so please make yourself at home."

"Alright, then let's talk again sometime."

Wu Tianyong stroked his chin and turned away. Upon reaching the lounge door, he slammed it shut with a bang, leaving the person he had just been sweet-talking outside.

He had a new target now. A waiter was truly beneath his notice.

Seeing that, Guo Lantai curled his lips. As expected, Song Anning would still choose to enter the entertainment industry.

The original novel had mentioned that before gaining Cen Muxiao's support, Song Anning had been quite lucky. A world-renowned director had taken notice of him, and he had signed with a decent entertainment company, making a fairly promising start as a newcomer.

But what if Lehong Entertainment signed him first?

Wu Tianyong's character might be rotten, but his company was run well. He had cultivated quite a few popular stars, produced multiple film and television works, and had achievements in the industry that were obvious to all.

If Lehong Entertainment took the initiative to offer Song Anning an olive branch, would he not be tempted?

And with someone as stunning as Song Anning, Wu Tianyong probably would not let him go so easily either!

Even if Wu Tianyong could not do anything to him, Guo Lantai remembered that Lehong Entertainment would later become embroiled in a massive scandal that implicated many stars and artists. After all the chaos, the company would plummet, and no one who followed Wu Tianyong would come to a good end.

Whether Cen Muxiao intervened by then or not, Guo Lantai believed this was the most suitable meeting gift he could give Song Anning.

As for the final result, he would wait until it was unwrapped!

He had accepted the fact that he had transmigrated into a novel, but he would not accept the fate of being framed and dying miserably!

And to change his fate, he would start by scheming against Song Anning!

His gaze fell on the other end of the corridor. Guo Lantai waved to the young man standing outside the VIP room. "Waiter, come here for a moment!"

Little Li, the waiter, was still baffled by Wu Tianyong's attitude when he suddenly heard someone calling him.

He turned around, and his spirits immediately lifted. In a few quick steps, he reached Guo Lantai and asked respectfully, "Mr. Guo, what can I do for you?"

Guo Lantai took a thick red envelope from his pocket and stuffed it into Little Li's hand. Then he raised a hand and pointed leisurely toward the far end of the corridor. "Please knock on the VIP room door and tell President Cen that his wife has been surrounded by reporters asking about his guest from afar."

Reunited after a long separation, pouring their hearts out to each other? Heh heh, Guo Lantai was not giving them that chance!