Chapter 368 Little Ding must have read countless Dings by now.

A murmur came from Lu Weidong's arms.

Ye Wenxi rubbed her eyes, yawned, and struggled to sit up, her eyes still closed. She'd been up and about all night, and now her whole body ached.

I can't let him come next week. Ye Wenxi thought to herself, but her body betrayed her. She slumped back into Lu Weidong's arms, smelling his faint, pleasant scent mixed with his body heat. She felt as if she were wrapped in something, and didn't want to move.

After lingering for a while, she sat up abruptly: "I can't take it anymore, I have to get up, the mall will open soon."

Lu Weidong also sat up, without any clothes on. He held Ye Wenxi in his arms, lowered his head and kissed her shoulder, his hands gently massaging her aching shoulders and waist.

As if guessing what she was thinking, he said, "Are you tired? I advised you yesterday not to tease me."

Ye Wenxi opened her mouth but couldn't say anything. Perhaps it had been a long time, but her appetite had started to grow, and she couldn't refute it for a moment.

"Mmm...I really want you to keep massaging me like this." She squinted, feeling so comfortable she didn't want to move, and sighed again.

She rolled over and buried her face in Lu Weidong's chest, her lips brushing against his pectoral muscles. Her eyes then caught sight of the blanket being pushed up high, and Lu Weidong looking energetic early in the morning.

I don't know what I was thinking, but I couldn't resist flicking it lightly.

"Hiss..." Lu Weidong shuddered, rolled over and pressed her back onto the bed. "What? Don't want to go? If you don't want to go, we can just stay in bed tonight."

"Ah...stop it...haha...it tickles!" Ye Wenxi laughed and snuggled into his arms as he tickled her.

The two of them played around in bed for a while before getting up to wash up. They stood naked in front of the sink and washed their faces and brushed their teeth together.

After washing her face, Ye Wenxi returned to her dressing table. This was a desk she had later modified from Lu Weidong's.

Half of the table holds work materials and drawings, while the other half serves as a dressing table, with several commonly used women's items and a few design drafts to be flipped through at will.

She picked up a small comb and combed her hair in front of the mirror.

As she combed her hair, her hand suddenly stopped. Ye Wenxi's eyes fell on the comb, and her body seemed to freeze in place.

She remembered it was a set, a plastic comb and a mirror, bright red in color, and it seemed to be something they had gotten when they got married.

Suddenly, a brilliant idea flashed in Ye Wenxi's mind.

"Weidong." She turned her head and called out to the bathroom.

"Hmm?" Lu Weidong came out of the bathroom upon hearing the sound, wiping his face with a towel.

"What's wrong?" He saw her expression and slowed down his hand wiping her face.

Ye Wenxi held up the wooden comb and asked him, "Who bought this comb and this mirror?"

"It looks like Mom." Lu Weidong thought for a moment, draped a towel over his shoulder, walked over and glanced at her. "What's wrong?"

"Do you know how much it costs?" Ye Wenxi looked up at him.

"How much is it? Just ask Mom." Lu Weidong reached out to take it and look, but Ye Wenxi didn't give it to him and kept it in her hand.

"A few cents..." Ye Wenxi thoughtfully picked up the mirror and comb, examining them over and over again, a slow smile curving her lips.

"Can you do me a favor?" Ye Wenxi said to Lu Weidong with a smile.

"What?" Lu Weidong laughed too, wondering why his wife was being so polite.

"Go buy me a few dozen of these small mirrors, and some other similar items that can be given as small gifts, about this size. Keep the cost to a few cents, but make sure they're presentable," she said, gesturing to show the size to Lu Weidong.

"The items aren't expensive, so why do you need so many?" Lu Weidong asked, puzzled.

"I'm going to give gifts to my clients," Ye Wenxi said, her eyes gleaming and a smile playing on her lips, "but not for free. I need to get key information first."

During the downtime of the exhibition these past few days, Ye Wenxi has been pondering something: her products are priced high, of high quality, and have avant-garde designs, so they are destined to be outside the reach of the average consumer.

She needs to quickly identify her target audience, finding those who know their stuff and can afford it.

Advertising in department stores or posting GG pictures at Lu Weihua's school are not the best methods right now; they are just the promotional channels that can be found at this stage, but they are far from enough.

She needs to know the distribution of the target customer group and the profile of the target users, and then carry out targeted promotion.

She plans to use these small gifts as prizes for a survey.

Every customer who comes to buy products can receive a free gift by answering a few questions on the spot.

The same applies to customers in telephone sales: complete the questionnaire maintenance and conduct regular follow-ups.

Although it's just a common modern user survey questionnaire, it's quite novel for people in this era to receive a decent item for free simply by answering a few questions.

This approach is novel and clever, and it is bound to attract good cooperation.

Ye Wenxi shared her thoughts with Lu Weidong.

After listening, Lu Weidong reached out and touched her cheek, his eyes shining as if he were looking at some treasure.

Lu Weidong: "How are you so smart?"

Ye Wenxi felt a little embarrassed by his gaze: "No...it's all very ordinary..."

Lu Weidong: "When do you need it?"

Ye Wenxi: "Today, before you go back."

Lu Weidong: "How many do you need?"

Ye Wenxi: "Let's buy enough for 100 people first. If we don't have enough combs and mirrors, we can buy sewing kits or small handkerchiefs, anything will do."

"Okay, I promise I'll complete the mission." Lu Weidong leaned down and kissed her cheek. "So, we can't go out for lunch?"

"Yes, I can't leave. There are so many people at noon, so I can only bring some food to eat there," Ye Wenxi explained.

"Then wait here, I'll bring you food." Lu Weidong released her and got up to put on his clothes.

"Hey—" Ye Wenxi called out.

Lu Weidong turned around and looked at her with a puzzled expression.

"Wait a minute, let me count." She started counting on her fingers, "We need lunch for seven people."

Lu Weidong: "..."

"Not a single one can be missing. Look, you, me, Wang Hao, Wei Hua, Jia He, Xiao He, Xiao He's classmates..." Ye Wenxi muttered as she counted the names again.

"Okay, I guarantee I'll complete this task as well." Lu Weidong put on his pants and zipped them up.

"Yaoyao~ You're the best." Ye Wenxi pouted and said in a spoiled tone.

Looking at her whiny expression, Lu Weidong reached out and pinched her cheek before turning around, leaving the house, and going downstairs.

Inside the guesthouse, Ding Jiahe had already washed up. She sat in her room waiting for a long time, but Wang Hao didn't come to knock on the door.

My mind raced through a hundred possibilities: Did I hurt him yesterday? Or was he too tired from walking too much yesterday? Was he angry?

She glanced at the time; it would be late if she didn't go out soon. She got up, left her room, and knocked on the door next door.

"Wang Hao, I'm leaving. If you don't come out soon, I'm not waiting for you."

The door opened.

Wang Hao had actually been sitting by the bed for quite some time. After discussing things with Lu Weidong that day, he started to wonder how Weidong had won over Ye Wenxi. He guessed it must have been through the charm of a handsome man!

This morning, while getting dressed, Wang Hao looked at himself in the mirror and had a sudden inspiration: he decided not to wear anything.

Of course, he wouldn't dare not wear anything at all. He just wasn't wearing a shirt; he was only wearing a tight-fitting vest that accentuated his physique. He glanced at himself in the mirror—broad shoulders, narrow waist, and well-developed muscles—it looked pretty good.

Hearing Ding Jiahe knocking on the door, he stood up abruptly, slowed his pace, walked to the door, and opened it.

Ding Jiahe glanced at him from head to toe: "You're too slow, you haven't even put on any clothes. I'm leaving, you can stay here."

After saying that, he turned and left.

Wang Hao quickly called out, "Xiao Ding, wait a minute! I'll be right out of here dressed!"

The door closed. Wang Hao, while getting dressed, wondered:

Huh? Why didn't it work? Why didn't she react at all? She was completely unfazed, like she was seeing pork on a chopping board.

Suddenly, he realized what was happening.

Holding the shirt in his hand, he almost lost his balance and had to grab the door frame for support.

Ding Jiahe is a battlefield doctor; in the face of doctors and patients, there is no distinction between men and women.

What body type hasn't she seen?

Wait a minute?!

So... Xiao Ding must have 'seen' countless times, right?

Wang Hao was stunned by this sudden revelation, frozen in place with his shirt in hand.