Chapter 24 A Gift for You
When they arrived at the entrance of the community, Cheng Zhu and Wang Anquan, who lived in the same community, said goodbye to each other.
After returning home, Cheng Zhu immediately hid the "local specialties" he brought back from Guanyun.
If my family found this thing, I wouldn’t be able to explain it.
Yes, Cheng Zhu has no plans to tell his parents yet that he wants to do e-commerce and sell QQ products.
This way you can get fewer beatings.
"I was raised by Old Cheng with great difficulty, how could I not understand him?" Cheng Zhu thought to himself.
At night, after Yunlai Restaurant closed, Lao Cheng and Xu Yun took Xiao Youzi home.
Having not seen her brother for a few days, Cheng You has become more and more clingy.
Today, she didn't tie her hair into a Nezha style bun. Her hair was all loose and casually spread out.
Cheng Zhu used his big hands to rub her hair a few times, messing it up. The little girl immediately tidied her hair up herself, already looking a little vain.
"It's time to brush your teeth and wash your face." Cheng Zhu looked at the time and said to her.
"Brother, can you tell me a bedtime story today?" Cheng You raised his head and stared at Cheng Zhu with his big round eyes, a bit like a little pet asking for snacks, with a look of "please please" written all over his eyes.
"It's hard to refuse." Cheng Zhu thought to himself, and then said, "Okay."
"Yeah!" Little Youzi stood up, raised his hands above his head and cheered, then prepared to run to the bathroom.
"Wear slippers." Cheng Zhu said.
"Oh!" She turned back obediently, put on cartoon slippers with her little feet, and walked quickly to the bathroom.
"You can't just brush your teeth!" Cheng Zhu reminded him loudly.
After washing up, little Youzi jumped onto the small bed in the room, turned the desk lamp to the dimmest level, covered himself with the air-conditioned quilt, then lay down obediently, looking at Cheng Zhu with expectant eyes, and made all preparations before listening to the bedtime story.
"You're almost six years old, and you still want to listen to bedtime stories." Cheng Zhu pinched her little face and then began to tell the story.
The story he told was an adapted version of a spoof story.
"A king wants to choose a princess for his royal highness, but he has a very strange requirement: the princess must weigh no more and no less than 100 kilograms.
Then a princess went there, but when she measured herself, she was just a little off in weight.
On the way home, she met an elf, who gave her a suggestion, saying that he could hide in her ear and cast a spell, so that she could gain exactly 100 kilograms.
The princess went to see the king again with great expectations and weighed herself. As expected, she weighed 100 kilograms. In the end, she was so excited that she shook the elf out.
Hearing this, little Youzi got so nervous that her long eyelashes trembled and her little hands tightly grasped the quilt.
"The king immediately became furious and asked: Who are you? What are you doing hiding in her ear!" Cheng Zhu described the story vividly.
"The elf said to the king..." He paused for a moment, then leaned close to the ear of the nervous little grapefruit and whispered, "I'm telling a story to the little princess!"
Little Youzi, who understood the story, laughed happily, but he didn't know that the original version of the story was about a shrimp and a turtle.
Cheng Zhu specifically told Jiang Wanzhou a story about a time when the Dragon King was choosing a son-in-law. A turtle went, but his weight was not up to standard. Then the shrimp hid in the turtle's body to make him gain weight.
The last sentence of the story naturally became: "I am telling a story to the little bastard."
After Jiang Wanzhou heard this, he rolled his eyes in anger, raised his orchid finger, and kept pointing at Cheng Zhu: "Say it again! Say it again if you have the guts!"
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After coaxing his sister to sleep, Cheng Zhu tiptoed back to his room.
He booked the hotel where the photo was taken online.
At the appointed time, he took the samples and went out early in the afternoon.
Well, he really didn’t bring Wang Anquan with him.
"He is still young and a scholar, so let me take care of this social matter alone."
I said I wouldn't take you with me, so I really won't take you with me. You don't think I'm just joking with you, do you?
Since Ye Zi had to go to work at Shen Minglang's bar at night, the shooting time could only be between 2pm and 7pm.
But five hours is more than enough.
In order to have enough scenes for shooting, Cheng Zhu specially booked a suite, which was a huge investment.
As soon as Ye Zi entered the room, she couldn't help but ask, "It's so luxurious? Just use it for taking pictures. Why don't you sleep here tonight?"
She had obviously dressed up carefully today, and her makeup was even more delicate than when she went to work on weekdays. She also brought a large bag, and no one knew what was in it.
"What's the point of staying out alone? I still prefer my bed at home." Cheng Zhu shrugged and said, "If you want to sleep here, take the room card after you take the photo."
"Okay." Ye Zi was quite happy because this way she could take some selfies and post them on WeChat Moments in the evening.
People like her who work in nightclubs usually go to work in other places far away from their hometown, and some of them even have two WeChat accounts.
One of them is a work account, which is used to achieve sales results. He uses every possible means in the circle of friends to find all kinds of suckers to make money.
The other is a lifestyle account, which is used to show one’s beautiful and exquisite life, with the main theme being a peaceful and tranquil life.
Cheng Zhu understood this very well, and just smiled and said, "Can you give me a discount on the model fee?"
Ye Zi ignored him and opened the bag she brought with her. She took out various lipsticks, powder powder, shadows, highlighters, curling irons and other tools.
"Tsk, you're worthy of being a former model, you did it quite professionally." Cheng Zhu praised.
Then, he saw some other things in the bag and couldn't help asking, "Why did you bring makeup remover and facial cleanser, skin care products, and a cell phone charger too? What do you mean?"
These are typical equipment for a night out.
Ye Zi was not shy when she heard his teasing. Instead, she hit back, "You are indeed a former model. You are very observant and know a lot. Boss, what do you think I mean?"
After that, she turned up the heat and said, "Handsome boy, help me get something to drink. I don't want mineral water, I want cold drinks from the small refrigerator in the room."
When she said the word "cold drink", she blinked her eyes deliberately.
I brought equipment for the night, and I was prepared to drink something cold.
Unfortunately, Cheng Zhu's performance disappointed her. She didn't see the slightest bit of shyness on his face. Instead, he urged him, "Hurry up. Although we agreed to charge by the hour, the time spent chatting doesn't count."
Ye Zi put on a speechless expression, picked up the sample that Cheng Zhu brought, and asked, "Which one do you want to shoot first?"
"Secretary." Cheng Zhu said the style.
Shooting requires some adjustment, so it is best to start with shooting with more materials and proceed step by step.
Ye Zi nodded, and just as she was about to get up and go to the bathroom to change her clothes, she couldn't help but gently pick up a product with two fingers.
It's more like a few ropes than a piece of clothing.
"No way, we didn't agree beforehand that there would be this kind of thing. I won't shoot this kind of thing." Ye Zi said.
Cheng Zhu sat on the sofa, lit a cigarette, and then crossed his legs and said, "I always keep my word. I won't shoot this type of film."
"Then why did you bring it?" Ye Zi felt that he was saying one thing and thinking another.
He crossed his legs and leaned back on the sofa, grinning: "This is our first collaboration, so I'll just consider this as a meeting gift to you."
"It's just a small gift, not a token of respect." Cheng Zhu brought it here deliberately, and after using it to test Ye Zi's bottom line for shooting, he spoke.
Ye Zi held it lightly with two fingers, then gently put it down, curled her lips, and muttered, "It's quite thin, isn't it?"
(End of this chapter)
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