Manipulative Harem God

Zhang Wei stood in awe outside the towering fourteen-floor building, its structure imposing and modern.

The 'Tianyi' logo at the top seemed to glow against the canvas of the sky, giving the entire edifice a celestial aura.

"Is this the place?" he asked, turning to Yu Lei, who stood beside him, her gaze fixed on the impressive building.

She nodded, her eyes scanning the details of the structure. "It should be. That's the address Lin Ruoxi sent us."

Feeling a surge of excitement and curiosity, Zhang Wei eagerly absorbed the sight before him.

With a nod of gratitude and a quick farewell, he stepped out of the car, ready to embark on this new adventure within the entertainment company's walls.

"Do they have any unspoken rules?" he mused, pondering the intricacies of the entertainment industry.

[Host, need suggestions for rules?] the system offered.

'Sure,' Zhang Wei responded, curious about what ideas the system might propose.

[Host, how about rule number 1: every actress must move around naked in your presence, and you could even mark your name on their...uh...you know..butt...]

"..." Zhang Wei took a deep breath, trying to wrap his mind around the audacious suggestion.

His face contorted into a mix of disbelief, amusement, and a tinge of awkwardness. 'Enough of that, no more weird ideas.'

With a resolute breath, Zhang Wei stepped through the glass-paneled doors of the entertainment company.

The atmosphere inside was a whirlwind of creativity and bustling activity, a stark contrast to the serenity of the building's exterior.

The sleek and modern interior, adorned with posters of upcoming movies, screens showcasing trailers, and the palpable excitement of those within.

Employees scurried past, engrossed in their duties, while actors and actresses in various stages of rehearsal could be seen perfecting their performances.

As he wandered through the corridors, absorbing the lively ambiance, he couldn't shake off the sense of being an outsider in this bustling world of showbiz.

It was a fascinating peek behind the curtain, revealing the elaborate machinery that fueled the entertainment industry.

As Zhang Wei approached a corner, the surrounding air carried a sense of anticipation. Suddenly, a melodious voice, feminine and welcoming, echoed through the corridor, "Excuse me, are you new here?"

Intrigued, Zhang Wei turned to find a friendly-looking woman, likely an employee.

Lisa had porcelain-white skin that seemed to glow under the soft lights of the corridor. Her slightly curly, long hair was a delicate shade of pink, resembling the soft hues of cherry blossoms in bloom. Perched on her nose were chic spectacles, framing her captivating, crystal-like, shining eyes that held a sense of intellect and warmth. Her welcoming smile, a perfect blend of kindness and professionalism, seemed to light up the room.

"Yes, I'm here to look around," Zhang Wei explained, responding with a graceful smile that mirrored warmth.

A gentle breeze passed, tousling Lisa's pink locks and adding to the surreal atmosphere as she caught a glimpse of Zhang Wei's charming smile. "Umm..." she hesitated, her captivating eyes momentarily flickering with surprise, "But we don't usually allow visitors, sir."

Undeterred, Zhang Wei reassured her with another graceful smile, "It's alright. You can just show me around, and then I'll be on my way."

Lisa glanced at her wristwatch, her gaze momentarily captured by the play of light on her spectacles, feeling the pressure of time as they stood on the cusp of an important day. "Um...." she hesitated, her pink hair cascading elegantly, "That's alright, but please be quick. The new boss is coming today, and we can't afford any mistakes."

Zhang Wei, intrigued by Lisa's initial assessment, retorted, "Sure, do I look like a troublemaker to you?" He asked, his eyes squinting playfully.

Lisa's eyes blinked in response as she assessed him further, her pink lips curving into a small smile. "You sure look like one," she spoke suddenly, her crystal-like eyes sparkling with a mischievous glint.

Zhang Wei chuckled at her response, his charming demeanor intact. "Then you should be careful; you might lose your job if you aren't cautious enough."

Lisa nodded seriously, not quite catching the underlying hint in his words, and introduced herself. She held the prestigious title of a new operations manager under the chairman's office, a more elaborate term for the chairman's secretary.

As they walked through the office, Zhang Wei couldn't help but admire the surroundings. It was filled with a bevy of eye-catching details, with a multitude of beautiful women bustling about, giving the place an air of vibrancy and elegance.

Lisa's accent and appearance made it clear that she didn't originate from this country. Zhang Wei was curious and asked, "How long have you been working here, Lisa?"

She answered as she showed him around, ensuring that he didn't venture into forbidden areas. "Only a few days; I recently arrived from Nilethia just a short while ago."

Zhang Wei nodded, his gaze once again drawn to Lisa's ethereal, milky white complexion. "You don't appear to be a native of Nilethia either," he noted, admiring the porcelain-like quality of her skin.

Lisa shared, "My parents were immigrants."

"Ah," Zhang Wei acknowledged, a friendly smile playing on his lips.

[A/N: For imaginative context, Nilethia resembles Egypt, but with creative differences.]

Lisa continued to be his guide through the vibrant tapestry of the studio, offering insightful glimpses into the inner workings of movie magic.

They meandered past departments alive with activity—the meticulous set designs, where creative minds shaped the world within the movie; the bustling costume fittings, where fabrics swirled in a dance of colors; the engrossing script readings, where actors breathed life into words; and the lively makeup room, a hive of artistic transformation.

Amidst the cinematic whirlwind, Zhang Wei found himself face-to-face with an actress in the midst of a costume fitting. Despite the earlier playful suggestion, he couldn't help but inquire, "Is that Xu Qing?"

Lisa hushed him urgently with a worried glance, whispering, "Shh! Keep quiet; you nearly disrupted everything!" She breathed a sigh of relief, realizing that fortunately, Xu Qing hadn't taken offense or pursued the matter further.

"Oh, why should I keep quiet about it?" Zhang Wei asked, still taken aback by the presence of the top-tier actress on set today.

Lisa fixed him with a deadpan look, her eyes serious. "If you want to live, I suggest you do!" she quipped.

Zhang Wei widened his eyes, feigning shock. "Live!?" he exclaimed, playing along.

Lisa responded sternly, "Yes! You never know what might happen." Leaning in slightly, she whispered, "I've heard all the famous actresses in this country have powerful big brothers behind as their backing. Aren't you a native? You should already know about this."

Zhang Wei nodded, a faux grim expression crossing his face.

Lisa sighed in relief, believing he had the sense to grasp the situation.

Little did she know, Zhang Wei was merely playing a role and hardly concerned.

Lisa became more amiable towards him, having arrived only a few days ago and lacking acquaintances.

The inherent social nature of human beings made her feel satisfied when she finally found someone to talk to.

For the past few days, she had been mostly alone in the chairman's office.

The chairman would consistently announce his imminent arrival, but he never showed up—today was no different.

At this point, if not for the promised bonus in her bank account, Lisa would have suspected she was swindled in the name of a job!