Forcing Me to Be Reborn?!-Chapter 153 - 133 Possessing Manly Virtues But Not

Chapter 153: Chapter 133: Possessing Manly Virtues, But Not Abundant Chapter 153 -133: Possessing Manly Virtues, But Not Abundant After showering, Cheng Zhu wrapped himself in a bathrobe and walked out of the bathroom.

“Using your mouth doesn’t count.” he thought to himself.

“Boss, do you want to rest for a while, or should we continue the reshoot now?” Ye Zi asked, her voice softer than before.

The main tasks weren’t even finished yet. Originally, the plan was to reshoot a few photos first, but they ended up taking a detour.

Unexpectedly, Cheng Zhu waved his hand and said, “No need to shoot anymore.”

“Ah?” Ye Zi was slightly stunned.

Cheng Zhu sat on the couch, gently patted the space next to him, and motioned for her to sit beside him.

He lit another cigarette and said, “I know you have many resources for girls, find someone willing to be a long-term model.”

“From now on, you will handle the camera work in the shop, I will teach you, and you won’t need to model yourself anymore.” Cheng Zhu flicked ash into the ashtray and spoke indifferently.

Ye Zi opened her mouth, intending to ask for the reasons, but quickly realized.

That morning, Cheng Zhu had told Wang Anquan that he would find someone specially for the shooting tasks.

He had already considered it, and Ye Zi was a good choice.

Cheng Zhu’s time was precious, and shooting was a time-consuming and laborious task.

You know, after the shooting, the photos still needed editing.

Cheng Zhu didn’t want to invest too much energy in these tasks.

It wasn’t work that only he could do.

“I’ll select some of the best pictures we took today after I get back, then you use these templates to shoot the models.”

“If you can’t find the right person on your end, you can look for professional QQ models.”

Ye Zi listened and nodded slightly.

“Additionally, the seller’s show photos we took before, use my templates to reshoot them with someone else, and we will replace them all in the shop.” Cheng Zhu continued to instruct.

“As for salary, I’ll transfer a sum of money to you each month based on the shop’s performance, don’t worry, it won’t be less.” He spoke very directly.

Ye Zi opened her mouth, wanting to say something, but quickly she reacted, nodded obediently, and smiled, “Thank you, boss!”

She initially wanted to say that it didn’t matter how much money it was.

But she was well aware of her personal positioning.

With her status, spending a man’s money made the man feel at ease, relieved, and fostered a more lasting relationship.

This also clarified the nature of their relationship, indicating what she would provide and what she wouldn’t.

Cheng Zhu looked at her, satisfied in his mind: “Indeed, she’s sensible.”

Ye Zi was also aware that it was precisely because she had always been sensible that their relationship had progressed further today.

Occasionally, like today, she felt it was good enough.

Previously, when she was working as a bartender in another bar, a male bartender there got involved with a married woman.

Normally, meeting occasionally, the woman being caring was a bonus for some men, carrying a thrill that made life very enjoyable.

But the problem was that the bartender got too involved. He wanted to chat with her, dine with her, and have more overlap in their lives.

Of course, the outcome was not good.

Ye Zi kept reminding herself:

“A brief companionship is a reward, but your greed and expectations are always the greatest punishment.”

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Now, it was already past five in the afternoon, and it was still pouring outside, uncertain when it would stop.

The hotel offered room service, so he glanced at the menu and ordered some food.

While waiting for dinner, he took out the camera and taught Ye Zi some photography techniques.

She was quite perceptive.

Or rather, she was genuinely skilled in these flirtatious arts.

The doorbell rang at this moment, he looked at Ye Zi, still dressed in her black Spiderman bodysuit, shook his head, and got up to answer the door.

Cheng Zhu had ordered a steak and shrimp for himself, while Ye Zi stuck to her usual habit of skipping dinner.

He picked up his knife and fork, and while cutting the steak, he asked, “As for the bar job, do you plan to continue or resign?”

“I actually wanted to resign a long while ago.” Ye Zi’s eyelids drooped.

If it hadn’t been for Cheng Zhu, she might have left Jiuyin already.

The reason was simple: reduced income.

She had a revenue-sharing contract with Shen Ming Lang’s bar, which meant that as a bartender, she had a base salary, plus a cut from the cocktails she mixed.

Initially, Jiuyin was very successful, especially during the World Cup, and Ye Zi’s monthly income was quite substantial, way above that of the average office worker.

But as the business worsened, with barely any customers, where could she earn her commissions?

Cheng Zhu nodded slightly at her words.

He had already given Shen Ming Lang some advice on running the bar, but Boss Shen insisted on adding his personal touch, incorporating a lot of his own ideas.

Given the current business volume, there was no need for two bartenders.

Even if Ye Zi didn’t resign, it was likely that Shen Ming Lang would let one go.

The two sat across the table from each other, Ye Zi looking at Cheng Zhu eat his steak, and noticed the rain outside had lessened, subtly pursing her lips.

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By six-fifty in the evening, Ye Zi had changed into her bartender’s uniform.

The floor was scattered with new products from “Persistent Visit,” and Cheng Zhu wanted to help clean up, but Ye Zi insisted on doing it herself.

She was afraid of getting Cheng Zhu’s hands wet.

“Boss, I’ll ask a friend later if she’s willing to be a model.” Ye Zi said, then asked, “Do you want me to show you a photo of her?”

“I’ve traveled to Thailand with her, we have bikini photos together.” Ye Zi winked.

Cheng Zhu nodded, considering it a sort of audition for the new model.

He looked at a photo and asked, “Is her figure real or enhanced?”

“Enhanced.” Ye Zi honestly replied, “Is that a problem?”

“For just shooting for the seller’s show, it shouldn’t matter.” Cheng Zhu waved it off and said, “Then she must be quite in need of money, right?”

“Yeah.” Ye Zi nodded.

Many women who constantly modify themselves are often short of cash.

Once they start on the path of plastic surgery, many tend to retouch here and there repeatedly, seemingly endlessly.

And whether it’s cosmetic surgery or procedures, they often degrade over time, and then money is needed to fix them.

“Well, she looks quite suitable for this line of work, her face seems photogenic. Although her figure is fake, it’s not much worse than yours.” Cheng Zhu slightly nodded, indicating she could try.

“If she doesn’t perform well, then go hire a professional QQ model.” Cheng Zhu made the final decision.

“Alright.” Ye Zi nodded in agreement.

Cheng Zhu looked at her and suddenly chuckled, “You should know, the salary I gave you before was actually lower than what professional QQ models make.”

“It’s fine, boss. Wasn’t it just the start-up phase of the shop back then? I considered it a small investment!” Ye Zi responded.

Cheng Zhu shook his head in amusement.

You might not have succeeded in investing in the shop, but sooner or later, I will definitely invest in you.

But since she felt she had made a gain, what else was there to say?

The two left the hotel suite together, and Cheng Zhu had Ye Zi take a taxi first.

It was still drizzling outside, and as Cheng Zhu stood at the hotel entrance, his phone received a call from an unknown number.

“Hello, Cheng Zhu, this is Zhao Xiaodong.”

“Oh, Zhao senior. You must have some good news for me, calling me like this?” Cheng Zhu casually said.

Zhao Xiaodong became increasingly certain that this junior was really confident his project would definitely be approved.

“Yeah, your game project has been approved by Director Li, congratulations, junior!” Zhao Xiaodong said.

Then, he added, “If you have time tomorrow, come to the entrepreneurship base again, I’ll give you another form then.”

“This form is just to write some basic information, and then to sign for the use of the venue. Oh yes, the use of the venue is signed annually.”

“Besides that, it needs a teacher’s signature, to serve as the guide for your project. Junior, do you have someone in mind or should the entrepreneurship base arrange it?”

Cheng Zhu already had his preferred choice in mind.

“Can a student counselor serve as the guide?” Cheng Zhu asked.

“It’s possible, but personally, I think it might be better for the entrepreneurship base to arrange a teacher if it’s a student counselor.” Zhao Xiaodong spoke frankly.

He seemed intent on building a good relationship with Cheng Zhu, and he revealed, “Director Li thinks highly of you; he’s assigned you a good venue, even with air conditioning! I believe he will arrange the most suitable teacher for your project.”

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Cheng Zhu felt a headache coming on.

This was the last result he wanted.

He didn’t want anyone critiquing his work; he knew exactly how to handle it.

After brief further conversation with Zhao Xiaodong, he also added Zhao Xiaodong’s WeChat using his mobile number.

Having done all this, Cheng Zhu hailed a taxi to head back to campus.

Sitting in the back of the taxi, he pulled up his phone, scrolled through his contacts, and located Chen Jieyu.

Thinking of it, his beautiful student counselor was elusive on normal days, a counselor who rarely forced issues and was quite straightforward about approving leaves.

Some counselors, when you ask them for leave, it’s quite challenging, acting like corporate leaders, as if you’re depriving them of labor.

And especially these younger counselors, they tend to be one of two extremes: either very accommodating or very difficult.

Zhao Xiaodong knows nothing; instead of a bald male teacher critiquing him, he’d rather have a beauty like Chen Jieyu as a decorative mentor.

Speaking of which, it was time to get to know her.

Cheng Zhu began to send a message: “Mr. Chen, I’ve applied for a project at the entrepreneurship base, could you sign as a guide teacher for me?”