Fortunately, Fang Miaomiao remained by his side after entering the banquet.
Thinking this, Wang Jiahui felt a slight sense of relief.
It was just tens of thousands of yuan, and it wouldn't be a loss if he gave it.
"Oh, Mr. Wang, I haven't seen you in ages. What brings you to the party today?"
A portly man's eyes lit up when he saw Wang Jiahui, and he approached with a glass of champagne.
"Mr. Li, long time no see," Wang Jiahui immediately stepped forward. "I was too busy in the past few months, and now that I have some free time, we came right away."
They clinked glasses.
Mr. Li's gaze then shifted, as if just noticing Fang Miaomiao, "And who is this?"
"Oh, this is our company's artist, Fang Miaomiao. Mr. Li, if you don't mind, you can call her Miaomiao," Wang Jiahui stepped aside to stand level with Fang Miaomiao, saying in a pleasant tone, "This is Mr. Li from Strawberry Entertainment."
"Fang Miaomiao, Miaomiao. Nice name," Mr. Li smiled, appraising Fang Miaomiao from head to toe. "Manager Wang, your company's future artist has immense potential."
Wang Jiahui smiled knowingly. "Not at all, not at all. Our Miaomiao still needs much guidance from Mr. Li."
"Of course, of course. I, for one, particularly enjoy guiding sensible people. When someone is sensible, everything is easier to discuss."
"Naturally, naturally. Our Miaomiao is good in every way, just a bit shy."
As he spoke, Wang Jiahui quickly turned his head to look at Fang Miaomiao, a warning in his eyes.
"This child, Mr. Li likes you so much, why are you so shy about toasting him?"
"Mr. Li," Fang Miaomiao smiled brightly. "I'm not feeling well today, so this drink might be a difficult one to accept."
She wasn't foolish. A portly man with the surname Li – wasn't this the very person who had harmed the original owner in the book? She had come to find evidence, but that didn't mean she was going to hand over the initiative.
In the book, this banquet was not a good one, and after it concluded, illegal and disciplinary matters were exposed, even implicating October Hotel for a considerable period afterward.
"Fang Miaomiao," Wang Jiahui called out meaningfully.
"Manager Wang, what are you doing? If the child doesn't want to drink, she doesn't have to. You're making me seem heartless," Mr. Li said to Wang Jiahui with a touch of gentlemanly displeasure.
The words sounded gentlemanly, and an unthinking person would have been easily fooled, believing that Mr. Li, despite his appearance, was different from these people.
Of course, this was under the condition that Mr. Li didn't look at others with those greasy eyes.
"Miaomiao, why don't you go play over there? There's more entertainment on the second floor. I'll have a good chat with your Manager Wang."
"Alright, goodbye, Mr. Li." Fang Miaomiao nodded obediently and then left.
She glanced around for a moment before heading upstairs and finding a relatively quiet spot where she could see the entire scene on the first floor.
A few minutes later, Wang Jiahui and Mr. Li ascended to the second floor and entered a room.
Fang Miaomiao bit her lip lightly, pondering for a moment before following them.
"How is the matter progressing?"
"Don't worry, Mr. Li. You'll be satisfied this time. I've already arranged with the hotel staff. When the time comes, you'll be able to access everything about everyone present just by opening your computer."
"Well done, Manager Wang. You're truly efficient," Mr. Li smiled and took a sip of wine. "I certainly didn't misjudge you."
"Mutual benefit, mutual benefit," Wang Jiahui said humbly. "This time, if it weren't for the help of October Hotel, I might not have had the capability to achieve it."
"Rest assured, you won't be shortchanged later."
"By the way, Mr. Li, Fang Miaomiao. What are your intentions, Mr. Li?"
"Fang Miaomiao is a good find, excellent, I'm very pleased," Mr. Li thought of Fang Miaomiao's fair, luminous face, her flawless skin. She was a stunner, and he liked her very much.
However, she was connected to the Wen family, which made him somewhat hesitant to make a move. This was the primary reason he hadn't initially forced Fang Miaomiao to drink.
After all, offending the Wen family would bring him no benefit.
"Then, what are your intentions, Mr. Li?" Hearing this, Wang Jiahui's sinister smile grew more pronounced. "Mr. Li, if you're worried about the Wen family behind her, you can rest assured."
"Oh?" Mr. Li leaned back on the sofa, asking with interest, "What do you mean, Manager Wang?"
"According to reliable information I've obtained, the Wen family behind Fang Miaomiao completely treats her as if she were invisible."
"Manager Wang, one can eat whatever they want, but they shouldn't speak carelessly."
"Mr. Li, we all know Fang Miaomiao is backed by the Wen family. If I didn't have absolute confidence, would I have brought Fang Miaomiao to this banquet?" Wang Jiahui had an expression that implied, 'Mr. Li, you should understand.' "Moreover, those two women, Xu Jiajia and Wang Qing, have already started planning to deal with Fang Miaomiao."
As he said this, a hint of nervousness flashed in Wang Jiahui's eyes. That person had instructed him to complete this matter today.
If he failed, he didn't dare to imagine the consequences.
"Are you sure?" Mr. Li, who was deep in thought, didn't notice Wang Jiahui's nervousness. "Interesting."
"Of course, Mr. Li. We're on the same path now, aren't we? Is there any reason for me to deceive you?"
Under Wang Jiahui's "appealing to reason and emotion," Mr. Li rubbed his large chin and slowly nodded, "How do you plan to proceed?"
"Before coming in, while Fang Miaomiao wasn't paying attention, I administered a drug to her arm. That drug reacts when it comes into contact with water, rendering Fang Miaomiao unconscious. Then, we just need to have a waiter 'accidentally' splash some water on Fang Miaomiao's arm."
"At that point, Mr. Li will naturally get his wish," Wang Jiahui said with a wicked smirk. "What do you think, Mr. Li?"
Mr. Li looked at Wang Jiahui expressionlessly.
This look immediately froze the smile on Wang Jiahui's face.
Before he could react, Mr. Li patted Wang Jiahui's shoulder with satisfaction, "Well done. Afterwards, I'll send a few scripts to your company."
"Mr. Li is generous," Wang Jiahui said gleefully.
In recent years, after taking over the management company, its performance had been declining, and many artists had chosen to leave after their contracts expired. If it weren't for Fang Yanhuan's popularity, coupled with Fang Miaomiao, that big idiot, his company would have gone bankrupt long ago.
Unbeknownst to them, their conversation had been overheard by Fang Miaomiao outside.
She sneered, saved the recording, and turned to go downstairs.
She thought it would take her a long time to find evidence, but she didn't expect them to be so brazen and openly plotting.
However, she remembered that October Hotel was a property of the Wen Corporation. Should she inform Wen Zhiyan?
After all, the scandal that later erupted regarding this hotel, while not enough to bring the Wen Corporation down from its pedestal, did cause its stock to plummet to near historic lows.