I'm Not Going to Be Bullied By a Girl Chapter 287 – Astonishing Profits

In order to lessen the effects of Xiao Qin’s mental r.e.t.a.r.dation on me, I took out my phone so I could manage my online shop for a while.

The new pictures from last night, the ones with Shu Zhe wearing the leopard suit, received extensive praise from visitors after a bit of PS.

Some said: “I got a nosebleed, Ms. Model is too cute. I’ll pay high prices for contact details.”

Some others said: “It seems her b.r.e.a.s.t.s are a bit bigger than last time… did she get breast enlargements. The bigger the better.”

Actually, the cleavage was a PS trick Eunuch Cao taught me. It was added a bit at a time and took a lot of effort. Because it used a lot of brain power, when it was time to upload the photos, I almost uploaded a photo with Shu Zhe’s d.i.c.k.

With such an eye-catching model, the leopard suit sold seven units on the spot. Also, all of them were good reviews. One of them wrote:

“Why is there such a huge difference from the photos when my wife wears the suit (Note: my wife is 300 pounds)”

No s.h.i.+t, ours is a suit with standard sizes. If your wife wants to cosplay a female cat, she might as well cosplay as Doraemon.

Some people had doubts about the color of Shu Zhe’s eyes:

“Why does Ms. Model sometimes have brown eyes and sometimes purple. Is she wearing cosmetic lenses?”

No, it was because I didn’t want people to recognize Shu Zhe (or the cla.s.s leader), so I purposely changed the color with PS. But it’s a good idea to make him wear cosmetic lenses, that way I don’t have to use my shoddy PS skills.

What I didn’t expect was ‘Popeye’ and ‘Cilantro Bun’ sending me messages simultaneously to buy Shu Zhe’s worn leopard suit.

Popeye: “I’ve been waiting for this. The original price is ¥200, I’ll buy it for ¥600, three times the original price.”

Cilantro Buns: “You have to give this to me, especially the thong. ¥400 should be enough.”

I snickered. Cilantro Buns always flaunts he has money, but he’s always stingy with his opening price.

Thus I responded to Cilantro Buns:

“I’m sorry, someone already offered ¥600. The one who bought the nurse outfit last time.”

Cilantro Buns was furious when he heard: “What, he dares fight me? I’ll give you ¥1,200 and you s.h.i.+p it over right now.”

He actually bought six units of the leopard suit and left a notice: You should know.

These profit margins… it’s too scary. The politics teacher was wrong, technology isn’t the primary productive force, it’s perverts.

Although I don’t want the adult goods store to degenerate into a pervert goods store, but like everyone says, customers are our number one priority. Also, there’s no way I can refuse our first order with profits of over a thousand dollars. It’s the perverts fault for having too much money.

Thus I sold the outfit to Cilantro Buns. Popeye seemed to be very disappointed when he lost.

In order to comfort him, I reminded him about our ‘you choose what we wear’ service and also hinted: “Ms. Model doesn’t have any bookings right now. If you don’t act now, someone else might take it.”

Popeye took action as expected and chose a black translucent pair of mesh panties. He added ¥200 on top of the base cost with the condition the model wears it for three days.

Due to the embarra.s.sment level of the underwear, I should charge an extra ¥100 daily fee. But since Popeye is a regular customer, I told him it was a special discount and he would be charged next time. Popeye expressed his grat.i.tude and he will continue to support our pervert good store.

d.a.m.n, I’m already calling it a pervert goods store. I wonder if my dad will scold or praise me when he sees I added new services to our store.

During lunch break, I saw Eunuch Cao treat Xiong YaoYue to ice cream. (It wasn’t Haagen-Dazs, but she didn’t refuse) It was probably so she would answer a couple of questions.

The ice cream was a bit hard, so Xiong YaoYue held it in her mouth. She spoke with puffed up cheeks:

“Ask away. I’ll humor you if I’m in a good mood.”

Eunuch Cao nodded his head and bowed. He held paper and a pencil in his hand and asked like a reporter:

“Xiao YueYue, what would you say if someone hurt you.”

I never said anything out loud, but I knew Eunuch Cao was collecting some sort of weird information to enrich his materials for cla.s.s 2-3.

Xiong YaoYue frowned and pulled the ice cream out of her mouth and said angrily: “Did he hurt me on purpose.”

Eunuch Cao looked up: “It should be on purpose…”

Xiong YaoYue was fuming, “Looks like he wants to die if he’s hurting me intentionally. I’ll definitely shout: Go screw your mom!”

Cold sweat dripped from Eunuch Cao’s forehead, “Sister Yue, can you change a sentence. It’s not really suitable for that situation.”

“I’m not changing it, I think it fits well.” Xiong YaoYue stuffed the ice cream back in which at this point had melted a bit, so she bit half off with a crack. Eunuch Cao s.h.i.+vered and slipped away.

“What a strange question…” Xiong YaoYue muttered to herself. At this point, she turned around and saw me and waved: “Haagen-Dazs..”

I promised you I would buy one, but I don’t have time today. Stop urging me every day, it’s not cute at all.

The same night, Shu Zhe came to my house to pick up his uniform. It seems he was wary against me based on his careful steps.

I was in a great mood since today’s business went exceptionally well, so I didn’t make it difficult for him. Other than returning his uniform, I also gave him a ¥100 bonus.

“What’s this money for?” Shu Zhe asked with alarm. He held down the corners of his clothes at the same time as if the money was for him to strip.

“It’s your bonus. You didn’t bother your sister today and I’m also in a good mood, so I’m giving you a bonus.” I answered casually.

Shu Zhe squinted to test its authenticity and put the money away.

“Hmph, it’s not much, but it’s better than nothing.”

Will you only be satisfied when you can collect money and sit on your a.s.s all day like the Red Cross?

I took out the black panties ‘Popeye’ chose and told Shu Zhe to wear it for three days.

“Again.” Shu Zhe found it hard to believe, but quickly put on the face of a merchant: “How much will I get this time?”

I stuck out two fingers: “¥200.”

” ¥200.” Shu Zhe seemed humiliated. “I got ¥300 last time for the strawberry panties, this time it’s much more humiliating… why is it less.”

Um, that’s because the strawberry panties itself was cheaper, so I asked for money, but this time the underwear is more expensive. Also, I gave Popeye a discount, so the money that goes to Shu Zhe was reduced.

I persuaded Shu Zhe to look long-term, and didn’t he just receive a bonus of ¥100. Don’t fuss over the small details.

Compared to yesterday’s torture, Shu Zhe felt like he got ¥300 for nothing and felt better. Then, he asked me to borrow the washroom so he could change into the panties.

I laughed: “What’s the rush, can’t you change it at home? Or are you actually addicted to wearing women’s underwear?”

Shu Zhe rolled his eyes at me, “It’s not safe if I keep it in my pockets, what if my sister finds out?”

“Besides, three days is 72 hours, and time is money. After I finish this order, I can immediately start on the next order.”

Dam, he’s pretty astute with business. He’ll even give up his pride for money. I guess it’s fortunate for our clients since they can now make appointments with a trap for our ‘choose what we wear’ service.

On Wednesday morning, Xiao Qin said to me secretively:

“Ye Lin cla.s.smate, I had another dream yesterday…”

Another erotic dream? Did you have dream s.e.x with me again? Do you want to be a s.l.u.t by having erotic dreams every day?

“I’m not a s.l.u.t.” Xiao Qin said unhappily, “Ye Lin cla.s.smate, you have to take responsibility.”

Do you still say you’re not a s.l.u.t when you want me to take responsibility?

“Uh… actually yesterday’s dream was a continuation of the previous one…”

d.a.m.n, you even made a drama, what was yesterday’s dream about?

“(*^__^*) Hehe… what else could it be. It was the birth of the fruits of labor between Ye Lin cla.s.smate and me.”

How did we have a kid. How fast does this drama progress? Did you even dream about breastfeeding your kid?

Xiao Qin lowered her head in shame.

“I’m sorry Ye Lin cla.s.smate. Due to certain indescribable forces, our kid can’t receive any milk and is starving.”

What indescribable forces… You just have small b.r.e.a.s.t.s, did you try to think of any solutions.

“Of course… but the cla.s.s leader suddenly came out and said she would help me feed the baby, then I sent her flying with a kick.”

You probably wanted to send the cla.s.s leader flying, but why would she have breast milk.

“When the cla.s.s leader became a faraway star in the sky, I bought the most expensive powdered milk from the superstore and now our baby is no longer starving.”

So in the end, you’re using powdered milk? Don’t you know breast milk is the most nutritious and also increases immunity?

Xiao Qin suddenly spoke faster and she became more panicked:

“But I never expected such expensive powdered milk would contain melamine. Our baby began to foam at the mouth immediately after drinking it.”

“What happened next.”

Xiao Qin straightened her body with a bit of worry, “I don’t know. My alarm rang when he foamed, looks like I have to continue tonight. I really worry about our son…”

Niu s.h.i.+Li made an unnatural expression after listening in to our conversation.