After the Divorce, I Unlocked a Perfect Life

Chapter 134: Chapter 110: An All-inclusive Pre- and After-sales Package?

"Brother Jiang, I think I’m getting the hang of it. What do you think of this?"

Qiu Yunong tried sticking her butt out again, arching her back.

"That’s it."

Lin Jiang held the camera and took several shots from different angles.

"Brother Jiang, is Zhiyi’s arch as good as mine?"

"She has hands-on experience. You’re a novice. The two of you can’t be compared."

Qiu Yunong pouted, unconvinced. "Brother Jiang, you make me sound so weak."

"Once you have more experience, it’ll come naturally."

"Oh, okay."

Qiu Yunong’s face felt a little hot. They were both adults, and some things were truly beyond their control.

Brother Jiang couldn’t control himself, and neither could she.

"Brother Jiang, will photos even work? The netizens probably won’t like them, will they?"

"You don’t have to dance every time. Posting a photo set occasionally is fine too."

"A photo set..."

Qiu Yunong fell into thought. "Brother Jiang, I get the feeling your photography skills must be really good."

"And?"

"I want to do a boudoir photoshoot. Can you help me shoot it?"

This sort of boudoir photography was very popular online. Many girls had them done, so it wasn’t strange for Qiu Yunong to have such an idea.

"Alright. We’ll focus on the photo set today."

"I want to do a lingerie set."

’Hmm?’

’We agreed to film a skit, but now you want to do *this*?’

’If you don’t include after-sales service, no one would be willing to do this kind of work.’

Qiu Yunong chuckled slyly.

"I bought quite a few styles. Brother Jiang, go take a look. I’ll wear whichever set you like. You can help me find the right angles and poses. If I don’t shoot them now, I’ll be old later and won’t have the chance."

"If you put it that way, I’m not sleepy anymore."

"You were already pressing against me just now, how could you still be sleepy? As a professional photographer, that’s not very proper of you."

"A *truly* professional photographer would’ve just gone for it. They’d probably be going at it hot and heavy right now, more intense than the fighting between Russia and Ukraine."

"Huh? It can be like that?"

"Of course. The photographer doesn’t charge, and the model doesn’t charge. It’s an equal exchange, each taking what they need. That’s how this circle works."

"Brother Jiang, you know so much. I feel like being with you is so eye-opening. It’s like I understand everything now."

"My skills aren’t at a level to open your eyes, but if you’re talking about being ’opened up,’ I can probably manage that."

"Hehe... Then help me choose first. See which set looks good."

Lin Jiang glanced at Qiu Yunong. "Are you still wearing the cartoon-print ones underneath?"

"Not anymore. You said those didn’t look good, so I stopped wearing them. I’m wearing the ones you helped me pick. Should I change back into them?"

"For a photo set, it doesn’t have to be sexy. The important thing is to highlight authenticity."

"Then let’s shoot the sexy ones today. I’ll bring the cartoon-print ones another day, and we can shoot a more innocent, playful style."

"Sounds good."

As they spoke, Lin Jiang picked out a black set and handed it to Qiu Yunong.

She went into the room to change, and their photoshoot journey officially began.

The shoot went on for over two hours.

After they finished, Lin Jiang’s first thought was that with this kind of "transaction" method existing in the photography circle, you really couldn’t blame the models and photographers.

It really was hard to resist.

"Brother Jiang, are you okay?" Qiu Yunong whispered.

"I’m fine. My little brother, on the other hand, might not be doing so well."

"Then what should we do now?" Qiu Yunong asked tentatively.

"Do you... want me to help you?"

’Pre-sales and after-sales service, all-inclusive?’

"Are you sure?"

"I... I’ve never tried..." Qiu Yunong’s voice was as faint as a mosquito’s buzz.

"But I’ve secretly watched... it seems like other methods work too."

"Let’s just forget it. I still have that much self-control."

Lin Jiang wasn’t in the habit of forcing the issue. Besides, he had someone else to provide him with "after-sales service."

"Brother Jiang, are you looking down on me?"

"Huh? Am I?"

"Yes. I feel like you’re looking down on me for not knowing how to do anything," Qiu Yunong said, dejected.

"Does Zhiyi know more than I do?"

"Don’t ask about things you shouldn’t. Just focus on filming your skits."

"Hmph."

As dusk fell, the two of them decided not to continue shooting. They planned to get some dinner and call it a day.

While they were eating, Qin Yangyang sent a message, reminding Lin Jiang to watch his diet.

After dinner, Qiu Yunong drove off.

Lin Jiang returned home and prepared three slips of paper, writing the names Xu Lin, Jiang Xiaoqi, and Li Zhiyi on them.

He was preparing to draw from a blind box to find someone for some "after-sales service."

He closed his eyes, shuffled them around a few times, and finally picked one. He opened it and saw it was Jiang Xiaoqi.

Taking out his phone, Lin Jiang took a picture of his camera and sent it to Jiang Xiaoqi.

Lin Jiang: "This is my new camera. What do you think?"

Less than a minute later, Jiang Xiaoqi’s message arrived.

Jiang Xiaoqi: "It’s beautiful. Can you show it to me, Brother Jiang? I bet it takes amazing pictures."

’There’s always someone who gets it instantly.’

Lin Jiang: "I’ll come pick you up to see the camera now."

Jiang Xiaoqi: "[Shush.jpg]"

Jiang Xiaoqi: "Where are you, Brother Jiang? I’ll come find you."

Jiang Xiaoqi: "That way I can say I’m going to a coworker’s place. I probably won’t have to come back tonight."

Lin Jiang: "We’re just looking at my new camera. It won’t take all night."

Jiang Xiaoqi: "Brother Jiang, you’re so mean. I’m not playing with you anymore."

Lin Jiang didn’t reply, just sent her the address.

Jiang Xiaoqi sent a blowing-a-kiss emoji and replied that she’d be there in a bit.

Less than an hour later, the doorbell rang.

Jiang Xiaoqi appeared at the door, wearing a backpack.

She was wearing a long skirt that fell to her ankles and a pair of simple white sneakers.

On top, she wore a white T-shirt, looking like a sweet, well-behaved younger sister from next door who had just blossomed into a woman.

"Brother Jiang, is this the hundred-million-yuan mansion? It’s huge!"

After coming inside, Jiang Xiaoqi looked all around, feeling like she couldn’t take it all in.