Forcing Me to Be Reborn?!

The photoshoot for the online store "Persistent Visit" was proceeding in an orderly fashion.

"Yes, sit on the table, tilt your head back, yes, yes, yes, click, click!"

"Yes, cross your legs in a leisurely style, lean to the side of the sofa, yes, yes, yes, click, click!"

"Let's take a shot from the back, put a pillow under your butt. Your curve isn't quite right, sit back a bit more to enhance the curve, yes, yes, yes, that's good, hold it! Click, click!"

After about half an hour, Cheng Zhu, holding a camera borrowed from Jiang Wanzhou, said, "This set should be enough, go change into another."

After speaking, he added, "Hurry up, don't dawdle. A change takes you ten minutes, are you being paid to just prettify yourself in the bathroom?"

Ye Zi was so irritated by him, she gave him an eye roll full of allure.

The young man in front of her was clearly still quite youthful, but he had a knack for stirring your emotions, possibly making you laugh with one sentence and annoying you with the next.

—Really good at flirting.

Honestly, the reason Ye Zi was dawdling was because she was mentally preparing herself. Taking up such a job made her slightly embarrassed and unsure if some "accident" might happen next.

But, having shot for half an hour, she saw that Cheng Zhu was truly immersed in his work without any additional reactions, which strangely upset her a bit.

She was actually quite confident about herself, especially regarding her figure.

Damn her competitiveness, it had been triggered.

She started the photoshoot somewhat reservedly, struggling to pose properly, a bit restrained.

Later on, she went all out.

"No way, he just graduated high school, impossible!"

"I, your sister, just don't believe it!"

"This sly dog, I, your sister, have got you figured out today!"

"Watch me sexy you to death!"

But the response she got was an exclamation of, "Are you fucking posing in the bathroom, putting on airs while being paid, no loafing around!"

The ugly face of capitalism was unmistakably revealed.

"Which set should I change into?" Ye Zi hissed through clenched teeth.

"The one with the tail." Cheng Zhu said solemnly.

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Being a Taobao model is actually quite a tough job.

Initially, Ye Zi had quite a few tricks up her sleeve.

She even observed Cheng Zhu's micro-expressions during breaks and turned into a crotch-watching cat, trying to gauge the young man's reactions.

"You asked for the cat-themed shoot, you really turn into a cat huh? Wanting a cat teaser, are you?"

But as time went by, with work stretching over two hours, she gradually started to feel numb.

It was exhausting, truly exhausting.

Maintaining poses meant to showcase curves became taxing, often resulting in a sore back and even muscle cramps.

After three hours, Ye Zi was somewhat dazed.

"Why did I take up this kind of job, it's even more tiring than when I was a fashion model!"

While Cheng Zhu hadn't done anything, merely shooting from a distance, she felt as though she was under a remote spell, even her pupils started to dilate.

"Let's take a break." Cheng Zhu said, "I'll step outside for a smoke."

Cheng Zhu left the room and sat down in the living area of the suite, playing with his phone while smoking.

"Huh? So many unread messages, let's see which chick is looking for me," Cheng Zhu thought to himself.

Opening it, he found mostly bombardments of WeChat messages from Wang Anquan.

He wasn't at the shoot, but his mind was.

This guy was really concerned about the progress and details of the shoot.

More absurdly, the busier Cheng Zhu was, to the point of not replying to his messages, the more Wang Anquan's imagination ran wild.

"What are you busy with that you can't spare hands to type?"

"No way, it's been three hours already!" Wang Anquan thought to himself.

He was beginning to understand why their brand was called "Persistent Visit."

He grasped another layer of meaning behind the brand name.

"Such persistence! How many times has it been?" Wang Anquan was baffled.

Cheng Zhu, with a cigarette in his mouth, replied to the WeChat: "Keep quiet, I've only shot two-thirds."

"Brother Zhu, send me a few shots of the photoshoot, I need something to feast my eyes on," the other side was very eager.

"Nerve, how could I leak seller's photos before editing? That would be disrespectful to the model." Cheng Zhu couldn't be bothered to send any pictures and started on retouching.

Generally, these product photos are heavily edited to make the person in the pictures look distinct from their real-life appearance, making it as dissimilar as possible while keeping it aesthetic.

This is a demand that many models would make.

Once Cheng Zhu finished editing all the photos, he would also send them to Ye Zi for her approval, which was her request.

Since she was poached through casual chatting, her fee was much cheaper than regular QQ models, so Cheng Zhu tried to accommodate her requests as much as possible.

As long as no extra fee was involved, everything else was negotiable.

Ye Zi had her own resources, not every ordinary QQ model could match her; she could potentially become a long-term partner for the store.

After chatting with Wang Anquan for a bit longer, Cheng Zhu started replying to other people's WeChats.

First was his mother, Xu Yun, asking if he would return to the store for dinner tonight. Cheng Zhu, with no time to spare and planning to quickly grab something to eat alone after work, replied that he wouldn't be back for dinner.

Then it was Shen Minglang tagging everyone in a five-person group chat.

This WeChat group had a silly name, "Me and My Little Brothers and Sisters", clearly named by Shen Minglang who thought he was being funny.

He called everyone in the group because his birthday was coming up and he invited everyone to have dinner together and then go to karaoke.

In fact, he had a third event planned, which was to hit a nightclub, but he didn't plan to bring his younger sister in order to unleash himself, so he didn't mention it in the group.

Ever since their last encounter, Cheng Zhu hadn't met with Shen Qingning and Lin Lu, the two campus goddess-like beauties.

Currently, he didn't have the status or means to organize such gathering unless there was some opportunity.

He had been waiting for Shen Minglang, the king of organizing events, to make a move.

Turns out, this useful tool's cooldown was quite short; it had only been a few days and he was already organizing.

"Cousin Shen is really handy," Cheng Zhu sighed. After seeing Lin Lu also agreeing to come, he left a message in the group that he would definitely be there tomorrow.

After stubbing out his cigarette, Cheng Zhu went back into the room to find Ye Zi rubbing her thighs and then her waist.

He raised an eyebrow and said, "Need a male masseur?"

"Yeah, I'm really sore," Ye Zi, currently dressed in a stepmother's dress, said.

"It'll cost you, deducted from your salary," Boss Cheng never missed an opportunity to make a buck.

Ye Zi looked at him speechlessly and said, "Boss, you really don't know how to be tender and protect the fairer sex. You're mistreating an employee."

"Who was it during our chat who told me they were kind of masochistic?" Cheng Zhu looked at her: "I'm not tender and protective, I'm torturing you, isn't that exactly what you enjoy?"

"I said that because I work night shifts every day, I'm tired every day, and don't want to do it anymore, but I still go back the next day; that's why I said that! You're taking it out of context, your reading comprehension fails big time!" Ye Zi started to argue: "It was self-deprecating!"

Cheng Zhu chuckled sarcastically, "Ah , that's a pity. I'm actually quite fond of the M-type thing."

"Oh!" Ye Zi said very stiffly, yet her eyes shifted slightly and her fingers clenched a bit.

—She believed him.