Chapter 383: Chapter 306: Lin Lu’s Birthday Invitation

In Cheng Zhu’s office, Wang Anquan was thoroughly dumbfounded.

“Value alignment?” It seemed like he understood a part of it.

It was only 2014, and these master-level strategies were actually ahead of their times, and many people couldn’t yet comprehend them.

But by 2020, you could see many examples where people’s core practices involved making money through value alignment.

For instance, isolating the phrase “Women beautify themselves for those who appreciate them” and going on a long talk before concluding: we wear makeup for ourselves.

Similarly, Liu Jiani, the Chinese-French mix, just designs some sexy-style clothing, right? The point she hits is: the freedom of women’s dress.

Some people were persuaded, even brainwashed, and became your followers, spending in your store.

Which made many QQ lingerie owners women later on. They’d step into the public eye, recording videos and posting on TikTok or Little Red Book, always chatting with you, sharing their views.

Cheng Zhu looked at Wang Anquan and said, “Our ‘Persistent Visit’s’ official Weibo, likewise, has a higher male fan base.”

That was normal; the official Weibo was just too interesting! Especially its “Like Zone.”

Boy, it was all women wearing store products.

They all blessed your descendants with their holy faces.

Especially not suitable to watch alone late at night; it wastes too much paper.

‘Persistent Visit’ initially exploded across the internet because of “Quit Lust,” right?

Now, the “Quit Lust” members had even set this store’s review section and official Weibo as one of the site’s “Top Ten Taboos!”

It was their forbidden land, a perilous pit absorbing the essence of heaven and earth daily; stepping in means failure, irredeemable.

Beware not to lose vitality and become careless.

Wang Anquan, his mind wandering, looked at Cheng Zhu, “So Brother Zhu, for our next posts, should we try to attract more female fans?”

“That’s the idea,” Cheng Zhu smiled.

“Like telling everyone that women also have desires.”

“Women shouldn’t be ashamed to express themselves.”

“Between partners, it’s called romance, not being flirty.”

“Don’t associate our QQ lingerie with shame.”

“Plus, we also have styles for mature women, and ladies’ whips and men’s handcuffs.”

“Everyone has the right to free themselves, regardless of gender.”

Cheng Zhu casually mentioned these points, then instructed Wang Anquan to hold a small meeting with the team to brainstorm.

‘Persistent Visit’ had grown to this scale; Cheng Zhu couldn’t possibly do everything himself, it’d be too tiring.

But he still solemnly added one thing, “There’s one point you must watch carefully.”

“Don’t punch! Don’t punch! Don’t punch!”

He tapped the desk lightly each time he said it.

You know, Weibo is a disaster zone, even using this model as a traffic magnet.

Some people’s intentions aren’t pure; do you think they’re genuinely speaking out for a group? They might just want to monetize the traffic.

Wang Anquan often chatted with Cheng Zhu and knew what Brother Zhu meant by “don’t punch.”

Though it was just the end of 2014, that trend had started online.

Cheng Zhu actually wouldn’t manage such issues himself, nor judge who’s right or wrong, and wouldn’t stir up trouble.

He just knew that QQ lingerie was used by both women and men.

Why can’t we just use it equally, right?

Men also liked seeing women buying actively.

“Don’t create unnecessary troubles. Just use it happily together, and we’re good!”

Wang Anquan, with his little notebook for notes, left Cheng Zhu’s office.

Cheng Zhu was too busy these days; he just took on a big international order and was in a good mood, deciding to relax.

Thus, he sat at his office computer, opening his ‘Persistent Visit’ customer service account.

Yes, Cheng Zhu also had a customer service account. Though initially used during the store’s early days, he didn’t use it much later.

Being a Taobao customer service representative was really torturous.

Some customers were really difficult to deal with.

But acting as a customer service rep occasionally and interacting with customers was actually quite fun.

Not to mention, Taobao’s customer service reps all had their own “nicknames.”

Cheng Zhu’s customer service nickname was “Zipper.”

This name was just randomly typed on the keyboard at the beginning.

He soon received a customer message.

“Hey, why is this Christmas dress so loose? I can’t wear it securely.”

“Dear, the adjustment is on the back,” Cheng Zhu started typing.

“I adjusted it, but it’s on the tightest setting now.”

“Can you please send a picture so I can have a look, dear.”

“[Image]”

“Okay, dear! Zipper will take a look.”

“Where’s Zipper?”

“Dear, I am Zipper, in the company. [/Teasing]”

“Oh, hahaha!”

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At night, Cheng Zhu returned to his dorm room.

As soon as he entered dorm 309’s door, he saw Dong Dong pull out a chair from under the table, then respectfully said, “Brother Zhu, please have a seat.”

Cheng Zhu: “?”

After sitting down, Mr. Dong even started massaging his shoulders.

“Spill it,” he said grumpily.

“Brother Zhu, I think I still can’t get over Zhu Yingying. Can you help me get back with her?” Dong Dong asked eagerly.

“You change your mind everyday; didn’t you just say yesterday that you were completely over her, that you didn’t like her anymore? Even said once you get the BMW 3 series, you’d have more fun than anyone!” Cheng Zhu cursed.

“But there’s a reason for that!” Dong Dong’s face showed a pleading smile.

Through the narrative of Mr. Dong and Squad Leader Liu and with quiet nods from Zheng Qingfeng, Cheng Zhu learned the full story.

It was just that Zheng Qingfeng and Guan Jiayue were still in the ambiguous phase, chatting daily.

And Guan Jiayue was Zhu Yingying’s roommate.

Guan Jiayue had mentioned to Zhu Yingying that after she blocked Dong Dong, he was sad for several days in the dorm, even stopped drinking Coke.

That afternoon, Zhu Yingying casually asked Guan Jiayue, “How’s Dong Dong doing recently?”

Then Guan Jiayue told Zheng Qingfeng about it.

Resulting in Dong Dong’s passion reigniting!

–She casually inquires about you, and you fall for her again.

Cheng Zhu turned to look at Dong Dong, who was still massaging him, pushed his hands away, and said,

“I really can’t help with this. Getting blocked and then running back yourself, I’ve got no experience in that.”

Dong Dong: “Brother Zhu, that’s a bit sharp!”

He returned to his chair, lamenting, “Ah, actually, I only like Zhu Yingying, just casually chatting with other girls. Chuaner and Zheng don’t understand, but you definitely get it, right?”

“Ah, right, right,” Cheng Zhu responded.

“I get it, I get it.”

“Flirting with many at once, but only caring about you; the others just prevent addiction,” Cheng Zhu said.

For a moment, the three internet cafe regulars in the dorm felt their scalp tingle.

“Holy shit, prevent addiction? Brother Zhu, how did you come up with such a brilliant term, holy shit, holy shit!”

“I’m going to use this line to explain it to Yingying!” Dong Dong was ready to dash downstairs.

Cheng Zhu watched him, barely suppressing a smirk: “You’re really hopeless, a true genius.”

“That kind of line is for fooling yourself, not for telling others.”

“I think you want a slap.”

Liu Feng and Zheng Qingfeng, however, couldn’t hold back their laughter and started laughing openly after Dong Dong looked their way.

Overall, the atmosphere in dorm 309 was quite good, which was one of the reasons Cheng Zhu was willing to stay in the dorm occasionally.

If a dorm had only a few people but created dozens of groups, that’d be pretty dull.

While they were causing a commotion in the dorm, Cheng Zhu’s phone buzzed.

Dong Dong immediately asked, gossipy, “Brother Zhu, which girl is it?”

The three flirty guys in the dorm seriously suspected that aside from the girls Brother Zhu was meeting at Technology University, he might be seeing girls outside the school too!

“It’s the counselor,” Cheng Zhu checked his phone.

“Oh,” the three instantly lost interest.

With their shallow imaginations, they couldn’t gossip about a counselor and students.

Cheng Zhu checked the WeChat message; Chen Jieyu was notifying him that she would dine with her professor and his wife, meaning Dean Zhang and Mrs. Zhang.

“Counting on you!” Cheng Zhu replied, “I’ll go buy something later to bring to the dinner tomorrow.”

“No need for that; if you buy expensive gifts, the professor won’t be pleased,” Chen Jieyu quickly refused.

She planned to pay for some fruit or similar items herself tomorrow.

Currently, Cheng Zhu wasn’t letting her pay him back, and her monthly salary was enough for living comfortably.

“Alright, then it’s all up to you,” Cheng Zhu replied.

“Yes.” Chen Jieyu felt like she might have insomnia that night.

She was very concerned about this matter and wanted to mentally prepare and draft a script at night.

After all, she had never experienced this before, so she was a bit anxious and nervous.

She really didn’t know how to help Cheng Zhu smooth things over, which weighed on her mind.

After chatting a bit more with Mr. Chen, Lin Lu suddenly sent a WeChat message too.

She sent a sticker saying “Let me see what you’re up to,” showing a kitten peeking out from behind a door.

“I’m in the dorm,” Cheng Zhu replied.

“Do you have time next Wednesday? Let’s have a meal together. Shen Minglang, Ningning, and Jiang Wanzhou are coming too. It’s been a while since we all dined together, I’ll organize it!” Lin Lu typed.

Next Wednesday was December 24, Christmas Eve.

But she didn’t tell Cheng Zhu that this was also her birthday dinner.

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(P.S.: Second update, requesting monthly tickets!)