Forcing Me to Be Reborn?!
Chapter 442 - 360: Innate Outdoor Shame Holy Body

Chapter 442: Chapter 360: Innate Outdoor Shame Holy Body

Shanghai, inside an apartment.

A painter with large black-rimmed glasses was squatting on her own chair, her hair disheveled.

Illustrator "Hu Yan" painted at home in whatever comfortable way she liked, which could be described as sitting without any proper posture.

Her iconic big, plump bottom, as she squatted down, made her loose pajamas stretch round and tight, the curve exceedingly full.

Since her chats with Cheng Zhu were bold enough to alarm the internet police, Cheng Zhu knew very well, it was not only full but also juicy.

It is widely said, "Women are made from water."

This phrase is adapted from "Daughters are flesh and blood made from water." — "Dream of the Red Chamber."

Last week, Hu Yan had just finished painting a new batch of export shows.

Following her drawing habits, after finishing an illustration, she would start another... illustration.

However, her creative inspiration had recently run dry.

Unlike before when she was in a state where her pen itched to draw, inspiration bursting forth uncontrollably.

The reason was simple, due to that conversation with her junior.

"Senior, have you ever felt like you are painting Cheng Zhu?"

Goodness, my junior has gotten the best of me, now I can’t paint at all!

Previously, her painting was fluid, but now it has become extremely difficult to even start.

Even if she forced a painting out, it never satisfied her.

When painting, Hu Yan consistently avoided Cheng Zhu’s personal characteristics.

For instance, his rascally air, or those naturally slightly upturned eyebrow corners...

With a mind not clear, painting was simply stifling!

"I’m truly inspired when I paint!"

This was like writing when the author themselves entered a twisted state, making it start getting hard to write.

Today, Hu Yan painted an illustration where the male protagonist had no face.

To be exact, he didn’t even have a head.

Because she had to avoid even the hairstyle.

The final result was, even without a head, she still felt this person resembled Cheng Zhu.

"Look at this wide shoulder, look at these long legs, look at this very prominent Adam’s apple, and these large hands with slender, clearly defined fingers... he still looks like the boss!"

Hu Yan was annoyed, but she had to admit, she had realized this while painting, she just continued anyway.

To be exact, it was equal to... I just want to paint him!

No helping it, she was a housebound female painter who had never dated and was extremely afraid of crowded places.

Initially, she began just to find a job, to showcase her talent and capabilities in sensual artistry, but who would have thought she would chat with this boss, proficient in ’The Path of Sensuality’, and start forming bonds and emotions!

The chats she had with Cheng Zhu, not even true online romancers would dare to chat like that.

What the boss was actually thinking, Hu Yan wasn’t clear.

But she was secretly feeling like it was somewhat like online dating.

After all, she frequently sent him her self-portraits, and each time after sending them, she would add: "Don’t save it."

Spiritual connection and soul resonance, that’s certainly the most precious! It’s even a level higher than dating!

As a result, a casual trip to Hang City allowed her, by a quirk of fate, to meet the boss in person.

The advantage of his good looks was fully evident at that moment.

The person in her mind was materialized, and moreover, was very handsome.

Indeed as handsome as a comic book character...

You know, we sensual ladies are really superficial!

During the night, Hu Yan eventually gave up.

"I’m just drawing the boss secretly, what’s the harm in that?"

"I won’t send it to my junior, right?"

"Look! I’m not fantasizing! The female characters are all improvisational, I didn’t draw myself."

"Besides, I destroy the drawings after I’m done."

"Yeah, this means I’m not acting all dark and obsessive, right?"

At that thought, she began to add a face to the man in the painting.

Once her mind was clear, her brush moved as if divinely inspired.

Before long, she had completed this grand piece titled "Spoilt Sugar Daddy, It’s Not Embarrassing."

She picked it up, and looked at it thoroughly satisfied, her cheeks blushing, and feeling the urge to visit the bathroom.

As she was ready to just do it, her phone vibrated.

She picked up the phone and upon seeing a message from Cheng Zhu, she almost dropped the phone.

"I’ll be in Shanghai tomorrow," Cheng Zhu typed.

"Ah?" Hu Yan was stunned.

"What’s ’ah’? I’m coming to Shanghai on a business trip."

"Is ’Persistent Visit’ expanding to Shanghai now?"

"It’s not the QQ business, it’s my milk tea shop."

"Oh oh, so it’s a milk tea shop branch."

"It’s not just for checking the branch. Didn’t your junior tell you?" Cheng Zhu was slightly puzzled.

"Nope," Hu Yan replied.

Recently, the junior sisters had an understanding: neither would bring up Cheng Zhu.

Too awkward! Just too socially suicidal!

Cheng Zhu didn’t think much more, as this matter had not been fully confirmed yet, and it was fine for Yue Lingjing to not disclose it.

Cheng Zhu had specially called a member of Youu Tea, Shen Minglang, and told him not to leak any news for the time being to avoid unnecessary complications.

At this moment, Hu Yan’s emotions were quite complex.

Meeting an online friend in person again?

In reality, they had met offline before, and she had continued to send him her self-portraits, their relationship had already transformed.

No longer just virtual contact, it was more like a play mode between a real man and woman.

Moreover, she had promised Cheng Zhu that if he came to Shanghai, she would treat him to a meal.

So, Hu Yan ultimately typed: "Alright boss, let me know when you’re free, I still owe you a meal."

"Okay," Cheng Zhu replied.

That night, this slightly chubby and plump girl, who would get nervous and frightened in crowds, was unable to sleep again.

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The next day, Cheng Zhu boarded a high-speed train to Shanghai.

Before departing, he specifically used the full-color printer at home to print all the self-portraits Hu Yan had sent him and put them in a folder.

"This stuff, for this trip to Shanghai, might come in handy," he thought.

Don’t say, putting all these self-portraits together to look at them felt really damn good.

It was like a girl sending her album to you, not much difference.

After the high-speed train arrived in Shanghai, Cheng Zhu went to the hotel he would be staying at.

He didn’t plan to meet Hu Yan today because he had business to take care of the next day and needed to be in his best condition.

"There will definitely be a commemorative photo, which later might even be circulated, can’t afford to have a bad night’s sleep today," Cheng Zhu thought.

Therefore, he decided to wander around the nearby business district alone at night.

When it was time for dinner, Cheng Zhu took a taxi to a nearby mall and casually picked a place to eat. After dinner, he started to stroll around.

Actually, high-end malls across the country are not much different on the first floor.

After all, the luxury brands there, flipping through them is just a few, mostly found in the upscale malls’ first floors.

Some malls have a more complete selection of brands; others do not.

"Actually, sometimes a milk tea shop doesn’t necessarily have to be in a mall, just being located in the core area of a business district would suffice," Cheng Zhu thought.

Meanwhile, in Hang City, Wen Hua from Tiancheng Capital was having an internal dinner at her company.

In the small private room, she sat alongside the General Manager, Chen Bohan, with Tiancheng Capital’s partner Meng Haichuan sitting opposite.

The trio, as they chatted, touched upon the Youu Tea project.

"Recently, have you heard anyone approaching him?" Meng Haichuan asked.

Wen Hua, who was his niece by marriage, shook her head on hearing this.

To her, this young man was so pretentious and arrogant, starting by demanding hundreds of millions right off the bat, wasn’t this barring everyone at the door!

You should know, this is a milk tea project.

Investing a hundred million in a milk tea project, that was unprecedented, needing a lot of audacity!

Moreover, under my deliberate influence, that line "A delay of one minute adds a hundred million, a delay of two minutes, two hundred million" has now completely spread throughout the national investment circle!

"The investment circle is this small, and such a dramatic incident is immediately buzzworthy."

"And the one who said it is a freshman, adding to the theatricality, isn’t it?" Wen Hua thought.

On the other hand, Chen Bohan then said, "This Youu Tea project, I feel it’s kind of a pity."

Meng Haichuan put down his knife and fork, and spoke, "But these past few days, I also went and looked into it, Mo Tea’s new Black Sugar Milk Tea is selling very well nationwide."

"Looking at this situation, it’s now become their ace product for Mo Tea."

"However, it’s likely that other milk tea brands will soon follow suit."

"Milk tea, after all, has too low a technological barrier; it practically doesn’t exist," Meng Haichuan said.

"That’s also true, I just feel Youu Tea’s business model is quite novel," Chen Bohan commented.

Wen Hua countered, "Mr. Chen, although Youu Tea’s business model is quite novel, but as we discussed before, it still feels like it’s lacking a breakthrough point."

From a certain perspective, like capital investing in Youu Tea, what the investors really aim to earn isn’t just from selling milk tea.

So, what they consider is also quite different.

Chen Bohan nodded, "That’s really true, it’s difficult for a product like milk tea to break through."

"No matter how high-end you sell it, no matter how good the ingredients are, in the end, it’s just a cup of milk tea."

"Whereas like Starbucks, it’s selling more than just coffee."

"It’s really tough for a new brand to have added value when selling products, and it’s even tougher for Chinese brands."

"Now, Youu Tea does have internet celebrity attributes, which indeed adds value, but it’s unclear how long such an attribute can be sustained."

Meng Haichuan listened to their conversation without commenting.

He only released one piece of news.

"As far as I know, EPL Capital from our Hang City was originally willing to invest fifty million in it."

Hearing this, Wen Hua couldn’t help but laugh.

"Someone was originally willing to invest fifty million in you, and now you’ve barred them yourself."

"It’s good for young people to stumble a bit more."

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(ps: First update, seeking monthly ticket.)