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Forcing Me to Be Reborn?!

Chapter 48: 47: All I Have Are Trump Cards in My Hand

Author: Kindergarten Expert
updatedAt: 2025-06-26

Chapter 48: Chapter 47: All I Have Are Trump Cards in My Hand

    Ever since her last modeling gig, Ye Zi had been eagerly anticipating a new photoshoot. She’d been looking forward to it for a long time.

    Now, finally, it was time for her to “suit up” again!

    During this period, Ye Zi would do some shaping exercises whenever she had free time.

    At the same time, she was also diligently applying face masks to take care of her skin.

    She knew Cheng Zhu was highly skilled at photoshopping, but she still wanted to maintain the best model physique possible.

    Additionally, she was indeed very active in promoting buyer shows for Cheng Zhu’s online store.

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    She enlisted the help of various girls through her own channels to take photos.

    Cheng Zhu even thought about recruiting her into his team.

    Not to mention, the store where she modeled was performing well, and Ye Zi was quite happy about it, feeling a rather unique sense of vanity being satisfied.

    She would often check the sales and rankings of Persistent Visit.

    Seeing it climb steadily, she felt a shared sense of pride.

    The two chatted for a bit on WeChat and fixed the time for the shoot, which was set for tomorrow afternoon at half-past one.

    At night, Ye Zi even made a special trip to the beauty salon for a hydrating treatment.

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    The next day, Cheng Zhu and Ye Zi met in the lobby of the hotel they had booked, then took the elevator up, room card in hand.

    Cheng Zhu noticed that, just like the last time, Ye Zi was carrying a big bag.

    And this time, the things inside seemed even heavier and more abundant.

    “Are you going to need to bring a small suitcase next time?” Cheng Zhu couldn’t help but say.

    “Possibly,” Ye Zi nodded.

    After entering the room, Cheng Zhu immediately said, “You go change, and I’ll take some shots of the empty room to check the effects. We’re shooting more styles today than last time, so it’s a big task.”

    “Alrighty,” Ye Zi agreed and went into the bathroom.

    The efficiency of this shoot was noticeably higher than the first.

    Ye Zi already knew how to work with Cheng Zhu.

    “Good, hold that, move your thigh a bit more to the right,” directed Cheng Zhu.

    “Yes, perfect, tilt your head back a little, hey! Don’t stick out your tongue, there’s no need!”

    Cheng Zhu eventually couldn’t help but praise her, “Not bad at all, only the second shoot and you already look like a seasoned QQ model.”

    He had spent amateur money and got professional quality.

    Ye Zi gave him a white look, oozing charm as she said, “I don’t want to be any professional QQ model. I don’t take jobs from others.”

    After they finished shooting two products, both took a short break.

    Cheng Zhu checked the photos on his camera, while Ye Zi symbolically wrapped herself in a bathrobe, crossed her legs in the Lord Erlang’s pose, and lazily hooked her slippers with her toes, staring straight at him.

    According to Ye Zi, although Shen Minglang wasn’t short on funds, he still wanted the bar to do well to save face.

    However, while her body was at the bar, her heart was with the online store. When she talked about the bar, it was “his bar,” but when it came to Persistent Visit, it was “our store.”

    Though the shoot left her exhausted, she also felt fulfilled.

    As night fell, Shen Minglang came to the bar.

    He was a bit puzzled, “Ye Zi seems to be in quite a good mood today, all smiles.”

    “Indeed, business at the bar is improving; naturally, she, as a member of the bar, is happy,” Boss Shen thought to himself.

    Meanwhile, after returning home, Cheng Zhu selected a cover photo for each product for the buyer shows.

    Then, he quickly edited them to perfection.

    These images were about to come in handy.

    Done with that, Cheng Zhu opened Taobao and began searching for his competitors.

    “Some small shops aren’t worth worrying about, but these big stores are a different story,” Cheng Zhu thought.

    Some stores had been in business for years, with solid fanbases and money to spare.

    They were vying for the top spots in the same category.

    Take the term “stepmother dress” for instance; it now attracted significant online buzz, almost becoming a viral sensation, spreading like wildfire.

    As mentioned before, the cost of the keyword “stepmother dress” in “Direct Traffic” was soaring.

    It was a fierce battle!

    Big stores: You created a great term, but it’s mine now!

    Big stores: Your style is great, I’ll copy it as a tribute.

    Cheng Zhu noted the names of these stores, murmuring to himself, “Well then, let’s play a game!”

    When his store had risen abruptly, it was like sitting down at a poker table.

    The opponents had stacks of chips in front of them.

    Money, heritage, the number of fans... these were all chips.

    Cheng Zhu didn’t have many chips, and had to win round after round to accumulate slowly.

    But he wasn’t the slightest bit anxious.

    He had made a fortune in his previous life; with his second chance, why fear them?

    In his hands, he held nothing but royal flushes!

    Since they so loved to copy others, it was time they learned just how much more there was to emulate.

    Cheng Zhu opened Weibo and started contacting some bloggers.

    These were individuals he had picked out before.

    Now in 2014, the manga domain was still ruled by Japanese manga.

    But, as time went on, one country’s comics shone in a particular niche, rising remarkably!

    “Perhaps, you’ve heard of Korean manhwa?”

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