Wang Sicong’s venture into the entertainment industry wasn’t just empty talk.

Not only did he sign a lot of promising artists, but he also poached talent from other companies, though they were mostly not that famous.

These unknown artists were very eager for opportunities. Wang Sicong could give them chances, so it was only natural for them to switch companies.

As for someone like Jiang Pan Die, who was famous all over Great South City, he only managed to poach a few.

Some came, some didn’t.

That female star refused to come and even made bold statements, saying that the so-called Wang Group had already been swallowed by three companies, and now they were resorting to such desperate measures to enter the entertainment industry. It was simply suicidal.

According to that female star, even if the company was established, it would only lose money.

Those were really arrogant words. Perhaps it was because the female star had been famous for many years and was feeling overconfident.

The words of the female star cleverly hit the source of Wang Sicong’s anger.

What did Wang Sicong hate the most right now?

Besides Lin Tian, it was when people brought up the fact that his company had been acquired.

Whenever he thought about it, Wang Sicong’s heart ached.

So, he launched his revenge against that female star.

First, there were a series of scandals, mixing truth and lies, making it impossible for her to explain herself as no one would believe her.

As expected, the result was that the female artist was put on ice by her company.

What else could they do? Have the company suffer the insults with her?

It must be said, Wang Sicong handled this very skillfully. By punishing one to warn others, the road for talent poaching became much smoother.

Wang Sicong had been eyeing Jiang Pan Die for quite some time. Ever since he wanted to start his own company, he had wanted to poach her.

Besides her potential to earn crazy amounts for the company, there was her angelic face, devilish body, and unique charisma. How could a playboy like Mr. Wang not be tempted?

"Mr. Wang, I’m very happy at ’Heyue’ and not ready to switch jobs. My contract has two and a half years left, so I’ll consider it then, okay?"

Having spent two years in the entertainment industry, Jiang Pan Die was no longer that naive girl. She knew how to say the right things to the right people. She spoke tactfully, leaving room for negotiation.

If she outright rejected, she would completely offend him.

Of course, Wang Sicong also knew that Jiang Pan Die was stalling. Weren’t those other artists who refused to come all saying the same thing?

Wang Sicong chuckled, "It’s fine, if the deal doesn’t work out, we can still be friends. How about I treat you to a meal tomorrow? That’s not too much to ask, right?"

Jiang Pan Die looked troubled and turned to Tong beside her. She hoped Tong could come up with an excuse to refuse.

Who knew, Tong actually nodded like a pecking hen, "No problem, no problem. Pan Die will definitely dress up to attend. But this time, Mr. Wang can’t foot the bill. Pan Die returning to her alma mater to treat her juniors to a meal? That’s only right, isn’t it?"

Jiang Pan Die’s face instantly darkened. Is she truly an idiot teammate? Or is she betraying them?

"Haha, since the senior is so considerate, the junior can’t refuse. Alright, you invite us this time. Next time, it’ll be on me." Wang Sicong said.

After speaking, he gave Tong an admiring glance. Next time, when he invited Jiang Pan Die, she’d have no reason to refuse, right?

Just as Wang Sicong was feeling triumphant, Lin Tian’s voice suddenly came from behind: "No, she’s having lunch with me tomorrow."

Wang Sicong turned around, and his earlier smug mood was like being doused with a bucket of ice water, leaving him cold from head to toe.

"Lin Tian!" Wang Sicong tightly clenched his fists, his face grim as he said, "Can’t you just get lost as far away as possible?"

Lin Tian walked over carrying a box of clothes, chuckling, "You think because you have a few tall guys by your side, I’d be scared of you? Did you forget how you looked like a dead dog in the dorm last time?"

Wang Sicong’s face grew even darker. He wanted to throw some harsh words, but recalling the incident in the dorm last time, his whole body couldn’t help but tremble.

Tong didn’t know what grievances the two had, but Lin Tian was clearly here to cause trouble.

"Hey! Lin Tian, you can’t talk nonsense. Since when did our Pan Die agree to have a meal with you?" Tong demanded.

Wang Sicong’s sullen face broke into a smile again, "Yeah, when did she ever agree to have a meal with you?"

Lin Tian remained indifferent, "She didn’t agree just now, but she will now. Right, Miss Jiang?"

"Huh?" Jiang Pan Die was baffled, not knowing how to answer. This question put her in a tough spot.

Jiang Pan Die didn’t respond, and Wang Sicong’s smile grew even wider, "Hear that? She didn’t even acknowledge you."

"Why the hell are you in such a rush, like a eunuch worried for a king?"

"You!" Wang Sicong pointed at Lin Tian, wanting to curse, but when he met his eyes, he swallowed his words.

"Pan Die, why don’t you join me for a meal tomorrow? We could even discuss cooperation. It’s okay if you don’t come to my company, we can still work together." Wang Sicong asked with a smile.

Lin Tian unceremoniously kicked him on the butt, scolding, "Why the hell are you rushing her? She was considering it, and you interrupted her!"

Wang Sicong clutched his injured butt, feeling very aggrieved. He just wanted to tear Lin Tian to pieces, no, into sixteen pieces!

"Miss Jiang, I suggest you come have a meal with me because Mr. Wang wouldn’t dare go with you." Lin Tian leaned against the wall, holding the box, speaking roguishly.

"You’re talking nonsense. What wouldn’t I dare to do?" Wang Sicong glared.

Lin Tian’s lips curled into a charming smile, "Go ahead. If you go, I’ll take over your entertainment company too. If I could swallow three of your Wang Family companies, I can take a fourth!"

Seeing the flesh on Wang Sicong’s face twitch with rage, Lin Tian laughed even more heartily, "You can try if you don’t believe it."

Wang Sicong didn’t believe it, but he couldn’t afford not to believe it. What if it was true? Wouldn’t that be disastrous?

"Fine, then I’ll ask her to dinner tomorrow night." Wang Sicong said in a low voice.

Without hesitation, Lin Tian replied: "She’s having dinner with me tomorrow night too."

"The day after then!"

"The day after is no good either!"

Wang Sicong was stumped, realizing that with Lin Tian meddling, he couldn’t do anything.

He couldn’t win in a fight. He couldn’t win in insults either.

In the end, Wang Sicong lowered his raised fist.

He gave Jiang Pan Die a meaningful look, then waved his hand and left with his entourage.

Wang Sicong hadn’t walked more than a few steps when he heard Lin Tian say, "Mr. Wang, I forgot to tell you, your fly is open."

Wang Sicong’s face instantly turned embarrassed. He quickly reached for his zipper, discovering it was closed, his face darkening even more, as if it could wring water.