Forcing Me to Be Reborn?!-Chapter 198 - 170 The Mixed-Race Girl and the Foreign

Chapter 198: Chapter 170: The Mixed-Race Girl and the Foreign Model

Chapter 198: Chapter 170: The Mixed-Race Girl and the Foreign Model

Adults do have some so-called “slang” among themselves.

“Principally not feasible” actually means it is possible.

“Principally possible,” on the other hand, often ends up not being feasible.

Of course, when people say ‘slang,’ they’re often just playing with memes.

When Shen Qingning spoke to her beautiful stepmother, it seemed as though she was asking if the matter was difficult to handle, but she was also implicitly expressing her own attitude.

Although she also felt that the matter sounded unreliable, Cheng Zhu seemed to have a kind of magic about him: the more unreliable it sounded, the more likely he was to pull something off!

If one followed this logic, if he claimed he wanted to run a bubble tea shop by the book, that indeed sounded like a nonstarter, given the plethora of fail stories.

But most importantly, Ning Bao always felt in her heart: Cheng Zhu and I aren’t particularly close.

Yes, that’s what she thought.

Generally, with Cheng Zhu’s intelligence, he certainly knew this wasn’t an easy task.

Under such circumstances, his willingness to ask someone for help and owe a favor indicated how much he valued the project.

Since he valued it so much, she had to do her utmost.

Wang Yushan pondered for a moment and then honestly said, “A bubble tea shop definitely doesn’t meet the usual leasing standards for prime locations in the mall.”

“I might have to talk to the lease manager about this one.”

“How about this, let me make a phone call first to see if there are any shops with a lease nearing expiry or available for transfer,” her beautiful stepmother suggested.

“Mm, there’s no rush, Auntie, finish your lunch first and then make the call,” Shen Qingning said.

“It’s okay, it’s just a quick call to confirm,” Wang Yushan stood up and walked to the living room to make the call.

Two minutes later, she returned to the dining table with a smile and said, “There really is a spot in Star City that meets his requirements. But I didn’t tell Xuu it’s for a bubble tea shop—I figured it’s better to tell him in person to prevent that old fox from avoiding me.”

Xuu was the lease manager of Star City.

“Ningning, can you set up a time with him? Ask him to come over,” Wang Yushan said to Shen Qingning. “How about this afternoon? Xuu just told me he’s in his office.”

“Okay, I’ll ask,” Shen Qingning replied.

For some reason, her heart beat a little faster as she typed the message to Cheng Zhu.

Rounded up, this basically meant Cheng Zhu was meeting her parents!

—Thankfully, it was with her stepmother.

“Can he make it after two this afternoon?” Shen Qingning looked up and asked.

“That works. I don’t have anything this afternoon either. Why don’t we head to Star City a bit earlier and shop around?” Wang Yushan even extended an invitation for shopping.

“Yeah, that would be fine,” Shen Qingning agreed.

Wang Yushan smiled, already thinking about what outfit she’d wear later.

There’s a problem, for sure! This guy definitely has issues!

In her view, whether the deal could be sealed was still up in the air.

But one thing was certain—I definitely had to take the chance to meet him today!

With that thought, she even felt a bit nervous.

“I’m about to meet Ningning’s male friend, who might possibly be her boyfriend!”

Did you think you were the only one nervous about meeting your girlfriend’s parents?

Honestly, some parents are quite interesting—they might be even more nervous than you.

Meanwhile, Cheng Zhu didn’t expect Shen Qingning to be so efficient, and to think, a suitable location was actually available at Star City.

But he was well aware that the afternoon might require a lengthy discussion.

“Using back doors isn’t always easy!” Cheng Zhu reminded himself.

It’s like some people going to give gifts—while both have introductions, some can deliver the gift smoothly while others just can’t get it through the door.

Cheng Zhu took the bubble tea shop very seriously.

After all, if he could make it into a high-end craze, it wouldn’t merely be a small project worth tens of millions.

It could be worth tens or even hundreds of billions!

But before heading to Star City, let’s not forget he had another task.

He had arranged to meet Ye Zi, as well as that Franco-Chinese woman who had “ill intentions” toward Ye Zi, and the Franco-Chinese woman’s girlfriend, for a model audition in the afternoon.

This combination of people was just fucking interesting.

Such a chaotic relationship could sustain the phrase “what a messy circle.”

And the place they had agreed to meet was in the hotel suite where Ye Zi had stayed the night before.

“The audition won’t take long; it’s just about checking their looks and figures, having a brief chat, and taking a few sample photos to test the waters and see how they look on camera,” he thought.

“I should have plenty of time, unless I get caught up in other things.”

On his way past a men’s clothing store, he even zipped in and bought a well-fitting white shirt at lightning speed.

After the audition, he’d be heading to Star City, and he needed to dress a bit more formally to offset the young look on his face a bit.

“Eighteen is a good age, with but one word—tender!”

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Five or so minutes away from the hotel, Cheng Zhu received a WeChat message from Ye Zi saying that the Franco-Chinese woman and her current girlfriend had already arrived.

“In five minutes, meet me at the elevator,” Cheng Zhu messaged back.

Ye Zi sent back an emoji sticker that read “At your command, boss.”

When Cheng Zhu arrived at the hotel elevator, Ye Zi was already waiting there.

Her outfit today was different from the previous meetings—let’s say, normal makeup and attire.

The last two times, well, they were flamboyantly flashy.

Seeing Cheng Zhu in a white shirt clearly delighted her.

“Boss, you look so handsome today,” she sincerely complimented.

“If you were wearing a tie and glasses too, wouldn’t you be the perfect domineering CEO?”

For her, this was quite the mood.

She could just grab his tie, pull him toward her, and then slowly unbutton his shirt one button at a time…

Stop it, stop thinking! Brake!

Cheng Zhu, looking down at himself, said, “It’s not for the audition I’m dressed like this, but I have to go to the mall later for a project.”

“I’m on a tight schedule, so let’s not take too long later,” he instructed Ye Zi.

“Okay,” Ye Zi replied with a hint of disappointment, having initially hoped to do something after the audition.

But she was well aware of her place.

She shouldn’t be greedy for his time.

When they arrived at the hotel suite, Cheng Zhu saw two long pairs of legs on the sofa.

The two women were snuggled together, the one on the left hugging the one on the right.

From their looks, the woman on the left seemed to be the mix, while the right was a bona fide blonde and blue-eyed.

To be fair, from his personal aesthetic standpoint, he found the Franco-Chinese woman more beautiful, more flavorful.

“She looks quite like Christina Yeri,” Cheng Zhu thought.

Both women had great figures, the left seemed more slender, and the right more voluptuous.

More interestingly, while the blonde and blue-eyed girl was cozily nestled in the Franco-Chinese woman’s arms, she was examining a skirt from Persistent Visit.

On the sofa, there were also a cow pattern skirt and a nun outfit.

Cheng Zhu only glanced briefly before making a decision.

“We’ll get her to try the nun outfit for the photoshoot,” he thought.

After all, a foreign girl had to wear it for authenticity!

As he assessed Cheng Zhu, both women also sized him up.

The mixed-race woman looked at him with curiosity and amazement, saying, “I didn’t expect Ye Zi’s boss to be so young and handsome.”

Ye Zi had told Cheng Zhu that this Franco-Chinese woman was a China passport holder, having grown up in China, just with a French mother.

Now hearing her talk, she had a heavy Southern accent!

“Cheng Zhu,” he extended his hand.

“Liu Jiani,” she introduced herself. “This is my girlfriend, Marine·Vacth, but you can call her by the Chinese name I’ve given her, Marie.”

Cheng Zhu: “…”

Marie seemed quite pleased with her Chinese name, smiling sweetly at Liu Jiani.

Obviously, Marie’s Chinese was minimal, only able to say “hello,” “goodbye,” “tasty,” and such.

Of course, she probably had a good grasp of various swear words—that’s universally understood language.

Liu Jiani took on the role of translator.

However, Cheng Zhu always felt that they were hiding something, saying things they knew he and Ye Zi wouldn’t understand in French.

Marie kept giving her seductive looks, not minding the presence of others around them, their eyes intertwining.

“Must be an old hand at this,” Cheng Zhu thought.

From the small talk, Cheng Zhu learned that Liu Jiani was a fashion designer with her own original brand.

Many rich girls actually love to engage in this industry and delight in feeling they’ve directly entered the fashion world.

To be specific, Marie used to be a model for Liu Jiani’s brand, and then she got seduced by her.

The clothes designed by Liu Jiani tended to be sexy in style.

If placed in 2014, it might not have appealed to the Chinese market, a bit too revealing.

But a few years later, who knows, it might take off.

After some simple communication, Cheng Zhu communicated his numerous photography requirements, and they all seemed okay with it. They didn’t mind posing for QQ products, nor did they find it an issue to strike some strange poses and angles.

Next up was the photoshoot.

“Which outfit to shoot, boss?” Ye Zi asked, holding the camera.

“This one,” Cheng Zhu pointed to the nun outfit.

Then, he noticed a knowing smile on Liu Jiani’s face—a smile we often call—a smile of shared understanding.

They exchanged a few words in French, and Marie gave her a look full of allure.

Their conversation held hidden innuendos!

Marie took the nun outfit and headed into the bathroom to change.

Ye Zi looked at Liu Jiani’s smile and couldn’t help but warn, “My boss is here, mind your words and behavior.”

“What’s the big deal? We’re friends now, aren’t we? With friends, you be as real as can be, right?” Liu Jiani looked at Cheng Zhu.

Cheng Zhu nodded.

He could perceive the subtext of Ye Zi’s words and became even more certain of his initial assessment—this bisexual Franco-Chinese woman was a super player.

Seeing him nod, Liu Jiani immediately asked, “By the way, I’m curious, how old are you?”

“I’m eighteen,” Cheng Zhu answered with a smile.

“And how old are you?” he asked Liu Jiani.

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Her response was:

“I’m a 75E.”

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(ps: Second update, asking for monthly tickets.

We’re just a few dozen subscriptions away from twenty thousand, also asking for subscriptions.)