Ai Fang was very dedicated after receiving the money, reporting everything to Chu Yu in great detail. Chu Yu was extremely grateful that she hadn't chosen the wrong person. If it weren't for Ai Fang, she would have known nothing about the mutual aid association and wouldn't have been able to keep up with its latest developments.
Chu Yu sincerely said, "Thank you, Ai Fang."
Ai Fang shrugged and said, "No need to thank me. I'm doing this for the money too. Besides, we're all women. I can't stand those lousy men who think they can control a woman's life and death just because they have some money. They don't treat women like human beings. I hate them even more for only giving birth and not raising their children. These kinds of men are worse than bedbugs."
Chu Yu didn't ask about her past, but she knew that women in this era didn't have an easy life.
What are your plans after the mutual aid association disbands?
Ai Fang can't stay in the mutual aid association forever; it's too dangerous. After winter comes, Chu Yu will suggest that she leave. If Ai Fang doesn't want to be implicated, she has to leave Beijing. Living in another city will cost money, and if she needs it, Chu Yu doesn't mind giving her a hand.
“I haven’t thought about it yet,” Ai Fang glanced at her sideways. “What’s wrong? You want to help me? I’ve already said beforehand that I have no money, no education, and no ability. All I know is how to sleep with men and hook up with them. My mind is warped. I only know how to use my body to please men. I can’t do anything worthwhile.”
Chu Yu was both amused and exasperated by Ai Fang's honesty, but it was precisely this quality that she admired about Ai Fang. No woman would willingly do this job if she wasn't forced by circumstances, but she did it anyway. Ai Fang didn't feel inferior to anyone, and she made no attempt to hide her vulgarity and obscenity.
Chu Yu pondered for a moment and said:
Do you want to go to the port city?
"Port City?"
Ai Fang was stunned. She almost burned her fingers with cigarette ash before she came to her senses.
She had heard of Hong Kong. Zhou Jian'an and Zhou Fangchun were planning to smuggle themselves there. She'd heard that Hong Kong had a thriving economy, beautiful night views, and was rife with gangs, making it difficult for ordinary people to live there. She had nothing; what right did she have to go to Hong Kong?
"Look at me, do I look like someone who can live in Hong Kong? Forget it, I know my own limitations. I just want to go to the South and find a rich man to support me."
Chu Yu took a sip of tea and said quite seriously:
“You don’t need to belittle yourself. What happened in the past is in the past. You want to be an actress, right? You’re so beautiful, it’ll probably be hard for you to get leading roles. But Hong Kong needs some glamorous actresses. If you learn some martial arts and become a female star who can fight, you should be able to get a lot of roles.”
Ai Fang thought this girl was really strange. Could she just go to a place like Hong Kong like that? Could she just enter the entertainment industry like that?
She also wanted to rise to the top and enter the entertainment industry, but her past was not glamorous. Would anyone hire a girl like her?
"Don't overthink it. Hong Kong is far away. Everything can be put to rest now. As long as you work hard and don't give up, you'll eventually be able to put your clothes back on."
These words inexplicably touched Ai Fang. Chu Yu saw a light glint of tears in the corner of the girl's eyes. Ai Fang was crying, but she was always strong-willed and never showed weakness, so she could only hold back her tears.
She didn't know why she was crying.
Perhaps it was because of Chu Yu's words, "Put the clothes you took off back on," or perhaps it was because Chu Yu was the first person to think of her.
From childhood to adulthood, she was ridiculed by the villagers for her striking appearance. At the age of 12, she was even called a vixen by an aunt from the same village.
Her parents divorced, and her stepfather doted on her. Aifang thought her stepfather was her salvation, allowing her to experience a father's love. However, her stepfather had ulterior motives; he only wanted her body. After being assaulted, she complained to her mother, but her mother scolded her for being too young to be a good person, for taking off her clothes to seduce men, and for being a shameless slut.
Ai Fang knew long ago that no one could shelter her from the wind and rain.
Women can only rely on themselves.
She would rather sell her own flesh than go home, where she was violated by her stepfather and verbally abused by her mother.
But she wasn't born to sell her body. She's only 23 years old, in the prime of her life, and she longs for warmth and the comfort of home.
Ai Fang turned her head, sniffed, and said with a look of disgust, "You make it sound so easy. Hong Kong is so far away, how am I supposed to get there?"
"Of course I'll go by plane. If you've decided, my company happens to need a sexy actress who can fight and take off her clothes. Of course, I don't mean you have to actually strip naked. I'll be shooting a scene of your back, which is a bit erotic, but it'll all be used in a proper movie. It's absolutely legitimate."
Her explanation made Ai Fang chuckle. Chu Yu didn't understand. They weren't the same kind of people. Chu Yu was a gentleman, naturally upright. What did Ai Fang not believe?
"Okay, I promise you. Once I'm done with the mutual aid association, I'll go to Hong Kong with your people and become what you call a sex symbol."
“If you agree, I will arrange for a teacher to train you in action scenes. It will be quite tough, as you will need to train your physical fitness and learn martial arts. But you have a great physique, naturally toned muscles, and long legs. Once you have mastered the skills, you will definitely shine. When you are not busy at the mutual aid association, please take some time to go there.”
Ai Fang nodded. Once she decided to do something, she would give it her all. Otherwise, she wouldn't have resorted to selling her body to escape her parents.
As the weather grew colder, with each autumn rain bringing a chill, Chu Yu put on a black woolen coat and preppy-style leather boots.
Taking advantage of the weekend, she met with teacher Wang Qiuping.
Wang Qiuping had taken calendar photos for Chu Yu. The women in the calendars were beautiful, with hot figures, and each had her own unique beauty.
That year, the Lady Calendar sold out, and every household in Deyang had a calendar sold by Chuyu hanging up.
This year, Mandarin has more than 50 stores. After all, it is a partnership business, and even though she takes the majority share, she still has to consider the interests of the investors.
Chu Yu pondered that all the money Mandarin earned this year had been invested in the renovation of the new store, and they hadn't received much in dividends. Why not take this opportunity to shoot a set of women's calendars and release them nationwide, with all the women wearing Mandarin's new clothing, to promote the sales of Mandarin clothing?
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