Forcing Me to Be a Godly Tycoon, Right?

Yan Ning hesitated slightly, then shyly and somewhat expectantly nodded her head, "Ugh...I knew you were going to do this again...okay then."

Zhang Jingdong saw her agree, then while taking a camera from the safe under the desk, he said: "Mr. Yan, actually, this isn't just about taking photos for you, I'm helping you preserve your most beautiful moments, especially since my photography skills have been personally approved by you!"

Yan Ning rarely smiled sweetly, "Thank you, Mr. Photographer, that's enough already!"

Zhang Jingdong grabbed the camera, turned to check the lighting outside the window, and then told Yan Ning, "The outdoor lighting is so-so today, so let's go to the lounge to shoot. How about a languid series for you?"

Yan Ning pursed her lips, glanced at the lighting outside, then hesitated a little, "...okay, but... don't mess around later!"

Zhang Jingdong sighed, "Mr. Yan, I am a professional photographer, and I do have a set of professional ethics. During the shoot, I will absolutely respect my model one hundred percent. Otherwise, if I upset you and you refuse to model for me in the future, my loss would be tremendous!"

Seeing the slightly serious expression on Zhang Jingdong's face as he spoke, Yan Ning nodded, "Okay, I'll trust you one more time."

Saying that, she turned and walked towards the lounge.

Zhang Jingdong casually followed her in and then casually closed the door.

Yan Ning saw him close the door and a hint of panic flashed in her eyes.

Only when she noticed that Zhang Jingdong was not looking at her, but was focusing on observing the lighting in various positions in the lounge and choosing angles to shoot from, did the panic in her eyes gradually disappear.

Zhang Jingdong then said, "You sit on the sofa first."

Yan Ning paused for a moment, then stepped forward and did as instructed.

Zhang Jingdong continued, "Lay on your side, with your upper leg slightly angled...good!"

"Rest your hand against the side of your face, lean to the left...good!"

Zhang Jingdong examined the image in the camera carefully, then clicked the shutter three times.

Then Zhang Jingdong asked Yan Ning to do three other lying poses, and took about a dozen more photos.

Feeling that she was getting somewhat addicted to the shoot, Zhang Jingdong casually said, "Now kneel on the sofa..."

Upon hearing this, Yan Ning instantly stared straight at Zhang Jingdong, "Are... are you sure?"

Zhang Jingdong joked, "Mr. Yan, we've already come this far, so don't hold yourself back, okay?"

"Such photos require completely letting go of all inner restraints, that way your movements will naturally be smoother, and your expression will come alive!"

"Besides, you've taken similar photos on the desk outside before, haven't you?"

Seeing her still disagreeing, Zhang Jingdong raised his voice slightly, "Come on, no more hesitating, let's hurry up."

Yan Ning bit her lip, glanced quickly at him, then once again slowly followed suit.

"Good, very nice...increase the amplitude a bit..."

"Slowly turn your head back...good!"

"Make the smile on your face more charming, more natural!"

"You can be shy, but don't feel ashamed...that's better!"

Zhang Jingdong quietly stepped forward, examined the lens carefully, and then pressed the shutter several times.

Over the next half-hour, Zhang Jingdong had Yan Ning change her pose several more times, each more daring than the last.

When he had just finished taking a back photo of Yan Ning and without waiting for Yan Ran to turn her head back, he swiftly approached.

When he touched Yan Ning, she seemed to have been prepared, quickly reaching to grab his mischievous hand.

Unfortunately, Zhang Jingdong's combat experience was too rich, and she couldn't catch him.

After swiftly deploying the "Eighteen Techniques to Conquer Women."

Yan Ning initially tried to grab his hand, but later, she closely embraced Zhang Jingdong.

"Congratulations Host for successfully initiating creative contact with the target person, reward 300,000 yuan!"

Half an hour later, Zhang Jingdong finally let go of Yan Ning.

By then, Yan Ning didn't even have the strength to get up from the sofa.

She shyly and charmingly glanced sideways at Zhang Jingdong: "Hmph... I will never believe any of your nonsense again!"

Zhang Jingdong laughed, "You might not believe my words, but just answer one question, were you happy just now or not?"

Yan Ning blinked her beautiful eyes, "I won't tell you!"

Zhang Jingdong smirked, "That won't do, because that will directly determine my future action plans."

"If you answer 'happy', then for a while I'll continue with the same type of session as just now for you, but if you say 'unhappy', then next time I'll have to bring you a more advanced session."

"You are officially my girlfriend now, so I have the responsibility and duty to provide these lessons for you."

"Otherwise, if you mention to someone else that you suddenly got a boyfriend and didn't learn anything relevant, they will definitely say I was not doing a good job!"

Seeing he was not kidding, Yan Ning resignedly said, "Well...it was...fun."

Zhang Jingdong sighed, "Haha, Madam has finally told the truth!"

Seeing him a bit too proud, Yan Ning immediately retorted, "How do you know I'm telling the truth and not just lying to save your face right now?"

Zhang Jingdong pointed at the sofa, "You might lie, but this evidence does not lie."

Following his pointing finger, Yan Ning glanced at the sofa and found some... she instantly blushed deeply.