lerbook Chapter 189 A Heartache
Chapter 189 A Heartache
Yu Heng returned to the university town at around 4 p.m.
He sent Zhou Mengqi a WeChat message, asking her to come to the villa at nine o'clock that evening.
Zhou Mengqi arrived at 8:50. She had taken a shower before coming, although she would need to shower again later.
Yu Heng was looking at live stream data in his study when she pushed the door open and came in.
He didn't look up, and told her to go wait in bed.
Zhou Mengqi pursed her lips, turned around and left.
At 9:10, Yu Heng entered the bedroom.
Zhou Mengqi lay on the bed, the blanket covering her chest.
Yu Heng took off his clothes, got into bed, lifted the covers, and pressed himself against her.
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After Zhou Mengqi finished showering, she dried her hair and asked, "Am I staying here tonight?"
Yu Heng frowned: "Anything is fine, but it's best not to. If I can't help but mess with you tonight, you might miss 8 a.m. tomorrow."
Zhou Mengqi thought for a moment, then put on her clothes and left.
Yu Heng heard the door close downstairs, then turned over and went to sleep.
For the next week, Yu Heng spent most of his time in his study.
There are more streamers broadcasting now. Although there are people from the community helping out, their role is limited. They mainly act as a "dangdang atmosphere group" to soothe the streamers' mentality.
He still pays attention to some key things from time to time.
He completely entrusted the matter of pleasing himself to Bai Xinran.
Bai Xinran now spends two hours a day broadcasting on Douyin, and spends the rest of her time on this whenever she doesn't have classes.
She handles orders and inquiries at a fixed time every afternoon.
Shen Yueling helped with the shipping; they set up a small room on the first floor as a warehouse.
Shen Yueling was in charge of packing, while Bai Xinran checked the orders.
Although there weren't many orders, potential customers were accumulating. The "Yu Ling Dao Mu" Bilibili account attracted a lot of traffic, and Little Bluebird also started to gain followers.
Moreover, posting customer feedback videos on Xiaolanbird, or having them post videos on their own Xiaolanbird accounts and tagging Yueji, can generate traffic.
The proportion of people willing to post these customer feedback videos is not very high; maybe only one or two out of ten.
However, there are still many customers who are willing to share their experiences after using the product, and posting on WeChat Moments is sufficient for this purpose.
Yu Heng checked the new anchor's broadcast time and revenue data again in the study. The pass rate was acceptable.
The platform doesn't currently have requirements for the yield rate, but even if there were, this data would be quite good.
He closed the spreadsheet and glanced at the time.
At 11:30, the phone screen lit up briefly.
It was a WeChat message from Lin Yu, very brief: I'll be there tomorrow at 3 PM.
Yu Heng replied with two words: "Okay."
He put down his phone and leaned back in his chair.
Her family situation put a lot of pressure on her, and it seems that the 20,000 yuan relieved a lot of that pressure.
Once a person crosses the line once, it becomes much easier to do it a second time; they might even find reasons to convince themselves otherwise.
I imagine her attitude will change somewhat when we meet again tomorrow.
She needs the money, so she'll be afraid of losing the opportunity. Once she's in a passive position, she's easily swayed by external pressure.
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At 2:50 pm on Friday, Lin Yu stood at the entrance of the villa.
She transferred the 20,000 yuan she received last week to her family.
Her mother asked on the phone where the money came from, and she told her what Yu Heng had taught her. Her mother was silent for a long time on the other end, and finally only said, "Don't let it interfere with your studies."
Lin Yu took a deep breath and pressed the doorbell.
When Yu Heng came to open the door, he was wearing lounge pants and a black T-shirt, and holding a can of Coke.
"Pretty punctual." He stepped aside.
Lin Yu walked into the living room, where filming equipment was already set up on the coffee table, with an unopened cardboard box next to it.
The process is the same as last week.
She put down her bag and looked at Yu Heng: "What are we filming today?"
"New product." Yu Heng pointed to the cardboard box. "Open it and take a look."
Lin Yu walked over and tore off the tape.
She paused for a moment, then took the item out.
"Is this also... a product?" she asked.
"Hmm." Yu Heng had already picked up the camera and was adjusting the settings. "If there's demand from the audience, we'll make it. Electronic products actually have a wider audience."
Lin Yu didn't speak; she looked at the document in her hand and asked, "Is it the same procedure as last week?"
"Almost." Yu Heng put down his camera. "Go change your clothes first; there are bathrobes in the bathroom."
Lin Yu went into the bathroom and closed the door.
She looked at herself in the mirror; the neckline of her sweatshirt was a little loose, revealing her collarbone.
She raised her hand and touched her neck; her skin felt a little cool.
She took off her clothes faster than last week.
The bathrobe was dark gray and made of thick fabric.
She fastened her belt, opened the door, and went out.
Yu Heng had already adjusted the lights.
The living room curtains were drawn, and only a floor lamp was on.
"Take off your bathrobe," Yu Heng said.
Lin Yu placed her fingers on her belt, paused for two seconds, and then untied it.
Unlike last week, she didn't immediately cross her arms; she simply stood there, waiting for Yu Heng's instructions.
"Pick up the product," Yu Heng said.
Lin Yu bent down and picked up the new product. The feel of it was even more real than it looked.
"Sit on the sofa." Yu Heng adjusted the camera angle. "Legs..."
Lin Yu understood, and the shutter clicked.
"Relax your expression," Yu Heng's voice came from behind the camera. "You look like you're being tortured."
Lin Yu twitched the corners of her mouth but didn't say anything; she really did feel like she was being tortured.
"How did you spend last week's money?" Yu Heng asked while taking pictures.
Lin Yu looked up at him.
"I've transferred them all to my family," she said.
"Not a single bit left?"
"Um……"
"So what do you usually spend your money on?"
"I have tutoring once a week, and I can earn 1200 a month, which is enough for me."
"Are you sure you can hold on until the next shoot?"
"Enough."
Yu Heng put down his camera and walked up to her.
He crouched down, bringing his eyes to her level.
"You're more relaxed than last week," he said.
Lin Yu didn't avoid his gaze: "Being nervous won't help."
"Yes." Yu Heng smiled. "Being nervous will only make things more difficult."
"Change your position, get on the carpet."
Lin Yu got up from the sofa, her knees resting on the carpet.
Yu Heng picked up the camera again.
"Put your hands behind your back."
Lin Yu did as instructed, adopting a posture that made her chest stand out.
"Very good." The shutter clicked again. "Keep it up."
Yu Heng changed the angle several times and also changed the position of the product display a few times.
Finally, he put down the camera and glanced at the time.
"Ten-minute break," he said. "Would you like some water?"
"No need." Lin Yu got up and sat back down on the sofa.
Yu Heng took a bottle of water from the refrigerator, unscrewed it, and took a sip.
He sat down on the single sofa and looked at Lin Yu.
"Your boyfriend didn't let it slip, did he?"
"No," Lin Yu said.
"Did he believe what the agency said?"
I believe it.
Yu Heng smiled and said, "That's good."
Lin Yu didn't respond.
Lin Yu is in much better condition today than last week.
There is less deliberate resistance and more resigned compliance.
Accepting one's fate is the first step in training.
When she begins to adapt proactively and even finds a sense of security in it, that's when she'll truly get into the zone.
However, that takes time and requires sustained pressure.
Her family's financial situation is the best source of stress.
Yu Heng reached out and took the product without touching her. He opened it and handed it to her.
"Shoot like this next."
Lin Yu was taken aback. Opening and not opening are two different things. How can she take pictures like this?
"This is a bit much..."
"You said it was excessive last time too," Yu Heng said with a laugh, "but you still took the photos, didn't you?"
"This is different." Lin Yu frowned.
"What's different?"
"That changes the nature of the situation." Her voice tightened.
"Then add an extra five thousand today," Yu Heng said calmly.
"No," Lin Yu shook her head, "that won't work either."
"Add another ten thousand."
Lin Yu's eyes reddened slightly. She looked up and said, "Yu Heng, don't make me feel like... women can get money just by taking off their pants."
Yu Heng was taken aback.
He put down his camera and looked at her again.
This woman wasn't haggling; she genuinely felt her values were being shaken.
Her red eyes made her look pitiful, which made him feel a little sorry for her.
"Alright then." Yu Heng placed the camera on the coffee table. "I won't take pictures of this."
Lin Yu bit her lip: "...Thank you."