Starting from a Bar to Sign Internet Celebrities-Chapter 142 - 136: Eight-Part Pout! The Boss is Still Amazing

"Ximeng!" Chen Jincheng muttered.

Ximeng, the car model. He seemed to recall her. Looking at the model more closely, he confirmed she was familiar. She must have been an internet celebrity in his past life.

She just wasn’t very famous. He had followed so many female influencers, and the platform usually only recommended the more popular ones.

However, not being popular didn’t mean she lacked the looks or figure. Many of them simply never got their big break. More often than not, A-list and top-tier influencers of the same type had already emerged, making it difficult for others to attract traffic.

That’s what they meant when they said you have to get famous early.

Take this girl, for instance. With her tall figure and long, slender legs, she definitely had standout features. If she had become famous earlier, attracting a few million fans wouldn’t have been a problem.

"Go get changed so we can shoot the video," Chen Jincheng instructed with a smile.

"Okay, Boss," Ximeng said sweetly, then went into the changing room to get ready.

Chen Jincheng entered the filming room and instructed Lao Chen to adjust the lights to a pink hue. The bedroom set was decorated with light gauze curtains, and combined with the pink lighting, it really gave off the vibe of a room you might stumble into down a dark alley.

Ximeng emerged, having changed into a sexy nightgown. When she saw the bedroom set under the new lighting, she felt the entire atmosphere had become a bit risqué.

Chen Jincheng glanced at her nightgown. It wasn’t indecent on its own, but combined with her long, slender legs, it became much more revealing, giving it a risqué feel.

’Those long legs really did look great in that nightgown, though.’

"Boss, can we start filming now? I’m not used to wearing a nightgown in front of people... If you want to see, though..." Ximeng asked in a sweet, coy voice, her tone practically oozing with that "green tea" charm. After all, she hadn’t managed to snag the passenger seat of the Lamborghini today. If she wanted that ride, she was going to have to work for it!

"Let’s begin!" Chen Jincheng interrupted her with a cough. He didn’t have to guess what she was going to say next.

’A car model should stick to modeling. What’s with all this "green tea" nonsense?’

Lao Chen and Sister Hong stood off to the side, dying of second-hand embarrassment. What kind of job was this, anyway?

If you’re going to throw yourself at the boss like that, at least be considerate of the other people in the room.

It was as if she was completely ignoring everyone else.

How was she even more skilled at this than the girls from the nightlife scene?

Ximeng got onto the bed, sat in the middle, and faced the camera to get into character. But just as she was about to start her coquettish act, she turned to look at Chen Jincheng and began sweetly, "Brother... pretty please...?"

"..." Chen Jincheng.

’How could I not see what she’s up to? This is the power of a "green tea" girl.’

’When faced with this kind of flirtation, you definitely get some "emotional value" out of it.’

’And, just as I suspected, a "green tea" girl is perfect for this "Eight-Part Pout" routine.’

With Ximeng sitting on the bed like that, her slender legs almost completely exposed, and that imploring, coquettish expression... what man wouldn’t get fired up watching? Especially in full-screen mode, it would feel exactly like you were on a private video call with her.

"Boss, how did it turn out?" After the shoot, Ximeng gracefully got off the bed, used the opportunity to sidle up to the camera, and hugged Chen Jincheng, who was reviewing the footage.

"You can look, but no touching," Chen Jincheng reminded her.

"Okay, Boss!" Ximeng replied sweetly, but she made no move to let go of his arm.

Seeing this, Sister Hong shook her head.

’I just hope the boss takes care of himself. Every single one of these girls at the company is looking for a shortcut to the top.’

But after watching the video, she had to admit that her boss was brilliant. Just reading the script earlier, she’d thought it was simple. Now, seeing the finished product, she realized he truly understood what made a woman alluring.

He had simply summarized the flirtatious things the girls did on their livestreams today, and with a few simple tweaks, turned it into such an alluring video.

Ximeng saw her performance, and her eyes lit up as well. As a car model who had mastered some of the "tea arts" herself, she knew exactly how lethal this video would be to a male audience.

"Boss, this concept is brilliant! I admire you so much!" Ximeng began to supply her "emotional value," her face beaming with delight.

"..." Sister Hong.

"..." Lao Chen.

"It’s nothing, relax," Chen Jincheng said to her with a broad smile.

’Now I get why rich guys like "green tea" girls. Seriously, they’re constantly providing that "emotional value." If you have no intention of marrying a girl and just want to have some fun, why would you bother with some high-maintenance princess you have to constantly pamper, who complains about this and that, instead of finding a sweet girl who’s easy to be around?’

Just then, he received a WeChat message. He opened it, and a look of genuine surprise spread across his face.

’Now this is a pleasant surprise.’

He pulled his arm free from the girl’s grasp, gave Sister Hong a quick instruction to oversee the shoots for the remaining models, and then hurried out of Second-Life Star.