Forcing Me to Be Reborn?!

Chapter 94: 85th Chapter: The Boss is Definitely a Genius

In the hotel suite, the photoshoot lasted until 7:30 pm.

When photographing the gray backless sweater, Ye Zi stood in front of the mirror and just felt that the style was pretty impressive, completely different from anything else on the market.

“Where do you find all these new items?” Ye Zi asked out of curiosity during a wardrobe change.

“Of course, I designed them myself,” Cheng Zhu replied, organizing the photos he had just taken.

“Ah? You designed them yourself?”

“Or what?” Reborn said, flaunting his skills.

I could tell you I’ve even seen a teaching video with a teacher wearing this sweater, and a video of a well-known overseas student modeling it?

This style was a hit across various industries and even countries.

After all the work was done, Ye Zi asked for a reward and then changed into her bartender uniform.

Who would’ve guessed that the beautiful bartender mixing drinks, under the uniform, had a pair of buttocks that were spanked red?

Cheng Zhu felt helpless about this.

“My hands, the hands of a Reborn, are for slapping faces,”

“Not butts.”

Now at 7:30 pm, Cheng Zhu was starving. After leaving the hotel, he just found a roadside stall to eat.

Ye Zi, as usual, hardly ate dinner to maintain her figure, but she still kept Cheng Zhu company.

In fact, Cheng Zhu was not someone who needed company to dine; he enjoyed his meals just as much alone. So, it was purely Ye Zi wanting to spend more time with him.

At the moment, Cheng Zhu was enjoying a clay pot rice.

Looking at him, Ye Zi asked, “Boss, did you date anyone in college?”

“Nope, school just started a few days ago, and I’ve just finished the military training,” Cheng Zhu replied without looking up.

“But I figured if you wanted to date, a few days would have been enough to date several people at once,” she looked at Cheng Zhu.

“Thanks for your high regard,” he continued eating heartily.

The two of them were pretty open with each other.

In front of him, Ye Zi never pretended to be an untainted night-club girl, nor hid her unique qualities.

Likewise, Cheng Zhu didn’t play the role of a naïve college student in front of her; he was clearly a little mischievous.

Ye Zi seemed to want to say something but glanced at her bartender uniform and softly said, “Boss, if you get a girlfriend, give me a heads up.”

“Hmm? What’s up?” Cheng Zhu put down his chopsticks and looked up at her.

“If you have a girlfriend, I definitely won’t be taking the initiative to message you on WeChat anymore. If you don’t contact me, I won’t contact you. If I have anything to say or share, I’ll just make it a ‘visible to you only’ moment on WeChat,” Ye Zi said, lowering her eyelids.

Realistically speaking, if a man was really in a relationship, his model for work, especially a QQ model, frequently chatting him up could lead to a chaotic situation if the girlfriend finds out.

But Cheng Zhu and Ye Zi were indeed just business partners, not partners in any other sense.

It’s clear; they just had a little… butt issue between them?

So, Ye Zi’s words were actually making a statement, indicating that she was aware of her place, aware of how to act in the future to maintain their long-term business or collaboration.

Cheng Zhu didn’t say much, just noncommittally responded, “Got it.”

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After returning home, Cheng Zhu started editing photos.

Midway through, he received a photo in the group chat of dorm 309 from Dong Dong.

These three mischievous musketeers actually went to West Lake and took a group photo.

After the photo was taken, they added Cheng Zhu’s name to the edge of the photo and uploaded it to the group, tagging Cheng Zhu, “This is our first big group photo of dorm 309!”

“You little rascal, always so sarcastic,” Cheng Zhu typed.

But in 2014, the sarcastic trend wasn’t popular, and the first thought of ‘sarcastic’ people was of someone androgynous.

This prompted Dong Dong to explode in the group chat: “Cheng, I am the dorm leader, kindly included your name, and you call me effeminate in the photo!”

Cheng Zhu: “???”

“You think having pecs and abs is impressive? The three of us are going to the gym near school tomorrow to get memberships!” Mr. Dong was furious.

Liu Feng: “No money.”

Zheng Qingfeng: “Not joining.”

Cheng Zhu was puzzled; weren’t the three of them together? Sitting together but still texting in the group?

Little Dong, Little Dong, can’t you see who’s the boss of dorm 309?

However, Dong Dong had one good point: his temper was quick to rise but also quick to dissipate.

But perhaps that’s why he was constantly shown up by Cheng Zhu and never learned his lesson.

“Cheng, what have you been up to all day?” he curiously asked in the group chat.

“Woke up in the morning, watched cartoons with my sister, spent the afternoon at the hotel photographing a model,” Cheng Zhu was quite frank.

“Male or female model?” Dong Dong got excited.

“Guess.”

After leaving that comment, regardless of what Dong Dong said in the group, Cheng Zhu ignored him.

He continued editing photos, starting with the main images for each product.

After that, he started contacting the artist Hu Yan.

“Are you asleep?” Cheng Zhu directly asked.

It was only 11 pm, and he was confident Hu Yan wasn’t asleep.

Sure enough, she replied instantly: “Boss, no sleep, no sleep! If it’s about getting a new commission, I can stay up all night.”

Sugar Daddy, I’m still so young, how can I sleep!

Cheng Zhu directly sent over the buyer’s show photos: “Draw these.”

“Wow! Boss, is your store changing styles?” Hu Yan was surprised.

Previously, the buyer’s show photos she received were rather seductive—she’d blush just looking at them, then her old pervert index skyrocketed, resulting in a burst of inspiration!

Being naughty is too much my forte, haha, hahaha!

Now, these photos, whether in terms of makeup, expression, or aura, emitted a pure vibe.

The clothes, meanwhile, had moved from scant to cleverly designed for each piece.

Not to mention the gray backless sweater, that was Cheng Zhu’s trump product.

Hu Yan, viewing now, was looking at a nun’s outfit.

Her inspiration suddenly exploded once again, she even wanted to add four words after drawing the image: “Come for confession!”

“Boss must be quite the pervert to think of making a nun’s outfit,” Hu Yan increasingly believed her Sugar Daddy was a kindred spirit.

She pushed up her large black-framed glasses, looked at the buyer’s show on her tablet, and nodded vehemently: “Definitely right!”

“I really like this nun outfit too, it’s just a shame I don’t have anyone to enjoy it with,” she even felt an urge to buy.

In a rented room, Hu Yan walked to a full-length mirror in her pajamas.

Holding the tablet in one hand and with her other hand on her hip, she posed in the mirror, then compared herself to the buyer’s show.

She was slightly plump, with a bit of a sensual body, and the design of the nun outfit was quite loose in many areas.

“I definitely won’t look as outrageous as this sister when wearing it, but it should still look pretty good.”

“Yeah, definitely still going to be a bit sexy! For sure!”

“I’ll go buy one to keep,” she decided in her heart: “And reward myself with a painting!”

As everyone knows, some artists, lacking suitable models, choose… to draw themselves.

She walked to a chair but didn’t sit down; instead, she… squatted on it.

Some people just have peculiar sitting positions, and Hu Yan found squatting more comfortable for viewing images.

She continued scrolling, and her gaze was immediately attracted by a pure-looking white knit top.

It appeared to be a plain white knit top, but it was cropped, revealing the waist.

Besides, there was white lace at the neckline, adding a touch of design and making the top look even purer.

But the pants… well, aren’t these just three strands of pearls plus a small strip of lace fabric?

“Is this lace leftover from making the top?”

“The amount of material used is even less than my eye mask.”

“But the pearls are quite clever, how did he think to remove all the fabric here and replace it with a small string of pearls?”

“It might be a bit tight though. But it doesn’t matter, it’s not worn for long, just a brief time.”

“This Sugar Daddy really is a genius.”

“If he weren’t in this line of work, it would indeed be a waste of God-given talent.”

If Cheng Zhu knew she had elevated him to a genius with innate talent, he’d probably feel a bit speechless.

— Really, it’s not that serious.