The sweetest in the entertainment industry

"I want to drink rice noodle soup. No fried dough sticks or anything like that, just fried food is fine."

Upon arriving at the hotel, the assistant led the staff to check in first, then went upstairs to put away their luggage. The couple, accompanied by bodyguards, followed their agent to the restaurant.

Although it was already past ten o'clock, and restaurants would usually be closed by now, this is a directly operated resort hotel under the Lu family, so the hotel manager would not let things down at this crucial moment. He not only arranged the rooms but also took care of the food and drinks.

The chef was always ready, afraid that they might order something complicated that he wouldn't be able to cook in a short time and leave a bad impression.

Unexpectedly, Gu Lanxi only ordered rice noodle soup when she opened her mouth.

After ordering, she thanked him apologetically, saying, "Sir, it's so late, thank you for your trouble."

His wife ordered rice noodle soup and thanked the person. Lu Nanting immediately understood what she meant and only ordered a bowl of satay noodles.

The two bosses were considerate of their employees and didn't make things difficult for them. Naturally, the accompanying staff were also oblivious and ordered a bunch of simple, filling dishes.

Everyone arrived quickly, finished their meal, and returned to their rooms.

After a flurry of activity in the kitchen, until the dishes were all cleared away and the kitchen was cleaned up and locked, I checked the time and it was still not even eleven o'clock.

After receiving the red envelopes, the group of people spoke highly of Gu Lanxi.

I had previously seen online reports that Gu Lanxi was very generous, often treating people to meals on set, and giving her employees red envelopes as holiday benefits.

I didn't expect it to be true.

Lu Nanting was born with a silver spoon in his mouth and enjoyed the efforts of others from the moment he was born. He did not understand how much resentment lower-level workers would feel when forced to work overtime, so he never prepared for these things.

He didn't know about this until the manager came over to thank them when they were leaving.

In front of outsiders, one should not show any surprise, but simply assume that he knows about it.

I only asked about it when we got back to the room.

Gu Lanxi then explained to him why she did this:

“I checked the hotel’s meal service hours online beforehand. They close at 10 p.m. Since we arrived late, they would definitely have to work overtime. So I told Sister Mei in advance to leave an extra tip when we paid the bill. It’s not much, just 200 yuan per person, just to make sure they’re in a better mood after working overtime.”

Tipping is expected when dining abroad, but this is not usually the custom in Chinese restaurants. But who would complain about having too much money?

Gu Lanxi always believed in making things convenient for others and for herself.

“I used to think that they were just doing their job and getting paid, and that I never paid them extra. I will pay more attention to these things in the future.”

"Ordinary people work hard simply to support their families. Few people care about social contributions or life pursuits. They are happier if they can earn more money. If they work more but don't get paid more, they certainly won't be happy."

Gu Lanxi suffered a lot in her childhood and has a thoughtful and observant personality, so it's not surprising that she would notice these things.

Lu Nanting and she grew up in different environments, and there was a lot they could learn from each other.

The two chatted briefly, drew the curtains, found clothes, and were about to take a shower when both of their phones rang.

However, in the pinned four-person group chat, the two agents were checking tomorrow's schedule.

"The organizers were very thoughtful, putting our seats together so I wouldn't have to switch seats with someone else."

After reading it, Lu Nanting replied with an OK emoji and put it down.

Gu Lanxi replied to the message while laughing: "Fans really want to see us together. All the official Weibo accounts have been bombarded with requests today. The organizers changed the arrangements at the last minute, probably to capitalize on this buzz. By the way, Sister Mei said that People magazine is planning to do a two-person interview with us. Brother Yuan asked if you'd be willing."

"Why wouldn't I want to?"

Lu Nanting picked up his phone, replied with a different OK emoji, then put the phone down again and casually asked her:
"Besides reality shows featuring couples, what other programs would they like you to participate in?"

The thing that bothers Xiao Yuanbao the most is that Gu Lanxi rarely does business.

God knows, after being fans of Gu Lanxi for so many years, most of my little Yuanbao can understand financial news now, but if we want to see her, we still have to wait for the movie to be released.

Since their marriage, Gu Lanxi has been making more public appearances, even learning to post on Weibo. Her studio account also occasionally posts photos of her daily life or vlogs, something she never dared to imagine before.

Humans are greedy; once they taste the sweetness, they inevitably want more and more.

Lu Nanting has been preoccupied with his wife these past few days. When he finally has a little free time, he's busy working on his meme project. I really don't know what his fans have been up to this time.

"Some people want me to participate in 'The Brain,' and others want me to sing and dance for girl groups. Tsk, I don't even dare to dream about it."

Gu Lanxi has never learned to dance, and she doesn't think her voice is very good. She knows nothing about singing techniques, and her fans are even more imaginative than she is.

Upon hearing her self-deprecation, Lu Nanting immediately objected: "Singing is fine, we won't disturb the neighbors late at night. As for dancing, you've never even danced before, how would you know if you can dance well? Come on, I'll teach you a simple routine." The room was covered with a thick carpet, so dancing wouldn't disturb the neighbors, but Gu Lanxi was embarrassed and didn't want to dance.

He simply changed the subject: "You can also dance to girl group songs?"

"I've been a mentor on talent shows before, so I've learned how to do it by watching."

"Hmph~ 'Teacher Lu, we love you so much!' That's the one with dozens of girls fawning over you?"

Lu Nanting just stared at her and smiled.

Those perfectly white teeth are incredibly annoying.

Gu Lanxi was angry and gently punched him: "What are you laughing at!"

Lu Nanting scooped her into his arms and picked her up. He nuzzled her nose with his high nose, then smiled and said, "Seeing you jealous makes me happy."

"We're settling scores now, here to get you. You should be nervous, okay? How can you still be smiling?"

Gu Lanxi rolled her eyes.

During that time, Lu Nanting wore idol makeup every day, and every look she wore became a hit. Some fans even went to see her live and screamed so hard they fainted on the spot.

Gu Lanxi was secretly quite jealous about this.

Lu Nanting has shared photos of himself as a child, and he grew up to be almost the same size as his parents. He is a naturally handsome man, unlike other celebrities who secretly get minor cosmetic procedures.

At first, many female fans liked him because he was handsome.

Lu Nanting didn't mention her male fans, but simply raised her chin slightly and asked with a proud expression:

"I have no romantic relationship with any of them, and I've never been alone with anyone. Why should I be nervous?"

Gu Lanxi didn't persist, and with another snort, she took her clothes and went to the bathroom.

Lu Nanting chuckled, opened his suitcase, quickly changed the bedding, and then checked the room inside and out before getting his own clothes.

Gu Lanxi came out with her hair wrapped up, and Lu Nanting immediately grabbed a hairdryer and went over to dry her hair.

"Go take a shower, it's getting late, I'll blow myself."

Gu Lanxi took the hair dryer and plugged it in. Lu Nanting didn't argue with her, simply letting go and softly replying, "Mm."

Lu Nanting showered much faster. When he came out, Gu Lanxi's hair was still a little damp. She was spraying essential oil on her hair and combing it from head to toe.

Lu Nanting pulled up a chair and sat down, patting his thigh to signal her to come over.

Gu Lanxi went over, put her arms around his neck and sat down, sniffed behind his ear, and looked disgusted:
"Why are you wearing perfume so late at night?"

"If I hold you like this while I sleep, you'll smell like me tomorrow."

"No, it's just the smell of your perfume."

"That's my taste too."

"Then I can just wear your perfume tomorrow, right?"

"That's different."

"Is that so domineering?"

Lu Nanting immediately pulled down his collar to show her the still-present hickeys: "Who are you calling domineering?"

"I can be even more domineering!"

Gu Lanxi smiled gently and pretended to bite his Adam's apple.

Lu Nanting immediately put down the comb in his hand, put his hand in her hair, held the back of her head, and his eyes became ambiguous.

Just as she was about to turn off the lights, Gu Lanxi's phone started ringing incessantly.

It rang once but wasn't answered, then it rang again very quickly.

At this hour, no normal person would call her; it must be something important.

Gu Lanxi didn't think much of it and quickly answered the phone. (End of Chapter)