Except for Zheng Enxi, no one chose a bright red dress.

Zheng Enxi continued to do her own thing and tried on the dress. She was very satisfied with the bright red deep V strapless dress she chose.

Standing in front of the mirror, Zheng Enxi looked at herself proudly, posing in different postures to admire her perfect self.

Zheng Enxi completely ignored other people's pointing and talking. She believed that tomorrow night, even if she was not the brightest star in the audience, she would definitely cause quite a stir.

Except for the chief secretary, all colleagues had a sarcastic smile on their faces and stared at Zheng Enxi with disdain.

The general secretary smiled faintly and looked at Zheng Enxi calmly, "It's very beautiful. This dress suits you very well. By the way, Mr. Jiang's benefits are within 10,000 yuan. If the dress you choose exceeds this amount, please pay for it yourself."

Zheng Enxi tilted her head slightly and looked at the general secretary with a retaliatory look, "Of course I know, I have money, and I want this dress."

"As long as you like it!" The chief secretary raised an eyebrow and spoke calmly without any annoyance.

The other colleagues, however, showed no respect for Zheng Enxi and pressed her hard, "Xiao Zheng, are you trying to outdo Mrs. Jiang? Do you want to steal the show?"

“It looks pretty cool!”

"A socialite wouldn't have such common sense. Mrs. Jiang isn't a nouveau riche. She has good taste. Others will never understand a person's profound taste. No matter how beautifully they dress, they still can't change their tacky appearance."

At the right moment, the general secretary spoke in a serious voice and said coldly: "Okay, this is a brand store, don't make it look like a vegetable market. We represent the image of the Jiang Group, don't let others laugh at us.

Based on my understanding of Ms. Jiang, only custom-made dresses from one of the world's most famous designers are worthy of Mrs. Jiang. In other words, the dresses are tailor-made specifically for Mrs. Jiang, one-of-a-kind, and prepared long ago. Even popular female stars would be left aside.

So, you don't have to worry about wearing the same dress as Mrs. Jiang, because that's absolutely impossible. You wouldn't even be able to guess the color of the dress, so there's no need to take yourself too seriously.

The general secretary was right. Except for Zheng Enxi, everyone else dispersed.

Although the general secretary did not mention her by name, Zheng Enxi also knew that she had been slapped in the face.

Even though she felt uncomfortable, Zheng Enxi still had the audacity to maintain her strong mentality.

She refused to change and insisted on keeping the bright red dress she was wearing. She would rather pay an extra two thousand yuan.

Even though she didn't outdo Mrs. Jiang, Zheng Enxi still felt that she was the most perfect, and the dress she was wearing really suited her.

…

The HR department responsible for organizing the annual meeting made very thoughtful arrangements. A team of 100 makeup artists provided free services to employees who needed makeup and styling, and the meeting was open to the entire group at noon.

All the colleagues in the secretary's office of the president's office went to get their makeup and styling done, but Zheng Enxi didn't go. She spent her own money to get her makeup and styling done at the styling center and changed into a bright red deep V strapless body-hugging dress.

Because the group has a rule that all employees must enter before six o'clock, Zheng Enxi had no choice but to walk the red carpet into the venue without waiting for President Jiang to appear.

No important figures had arrived yet, and the media waiting in the media area looked listless and too lazy to take pictures. Only the group photographer arranged by HR took pictures of his own employees.

Zheng Enxi was full of confidence and still thought she was perfect, but no media took a picture of her or even looked at her.