34 Complaint

◎Boss Qin, Comrade Song, and Comrade Zeng are together◎

"you!"

Li Fengxiang choked, took a deep breath, and was about to curse back when she caught a glimpse of something out of the corner of her eye. Her tone immediately changed and she sounded aggrieved.

"I've been doing makeup for so many years, but this is the first time I've seen you be so picky. I've been applying your makeup according to the standard steps, and if you're still not satisfied, then I don't know what to do. Why don't you ask Manager Zhang to find someone else?"

Song Shixi was keenly aware of Li Fengxiang's sudden change. She frowned slightly and did not say anything for a while. It was not until she raised her eyelashes and saw Zhang Sulan approaching them through the reflection of the glass window in front of her that she suddenly realized.

She wondered how Li Fengxiang could turn from a mean Big Bad Wolf into a pitiful Little Red Riding Hood in a second. It turned out that she saw the leader coming and stabbed her in the back to provoke her into an argument.

By then, what is reasonable will become unreasonable.

This little trick is really not enough for her.

Song Shixi's expression remained unchanged as he shrugged, "If you think that, I can't help it. I just want to do my job properly and not hold everyone back. There's clearly something wrong with your makeup. Look at my face; it's red from all that rubbing. If someone didn't know, they'd think you had a grudge against me. Even turning a millstone in the countryside wouldn't require that much strength."

Hearing this, Li Fengxiang didn't expect that Song Shixi could remain calm even after being provoked by her words. Seeing Zhang Sulan getting closer and closer, and knowing that she was in the wrong, she panicked for a moment and couldn't help but refute.

"What do you, a little girl, know about makeup? I've been doing it for decades, and I've never seen anyone say there's anything wrong with my makeup!"

Song Shixi didn't want to argue with her any further, so she just stuck to the facts. Pointing at half of her face, she said coldly, "Makeup doesn't get better the longer it's on. Look at yourself, the foundation is caking the moment it's applied. How will it look good in the photos?"

"Don't talk nonsense, this isn't cakey powder, it's your own skin problem, don't blame me."

Li Fengxiang only thought that Song Shixi was a little girl who loved beauty and had put on makeup a few times. She knew a little about makeup, but she was not very professional. After all, there were only a handful of people who had really learned makeup in this era, so she dared to lie with her eyes open.

Unexpectedly, Song Shixi directly understood her thoughts and sneered, "You think you're the only one in the world who knows how to put on makeup, right? You're fooling others like fools. Makeup will more or less give you normal skin texture, but the makeup you put on me is clearly abnormal. These long and short lines, patches, and uneven areas are just caked powder."

Seeing Song Shixi clearly pointing out the spot where the powder was stuck, Li Fengxiang panicked and immediately changed her tone, "It's just a small problem. It won't show up in the photo later. Is there any need to be so serious about it?"

"Then why did the company invite you here if the photo can't be taken? Then just go for it without makeup." Song Shixi really couldn't help but rolled her eyes.

Li Fengxiang was speechless and could only look at Zhang Sulan who had already approached her. She crossed her chest and snorted coldly, "Manager Zhang, the model you hired is too arrogant and is looking for trouble. I can't serve her anymore."

Their voices were not small, and Zhang Sulan had already heard most of their conversation. She glanced at the unsightly makeup on Song Shixi's face and basically understood the whole story. Seeing that Li Fengxiang dared to complain first, her face gradually darkened.

"Teacher Li, I'm not going to beat around the bush with you. Let's be frank. The people in this studio are different from the ones you've fooled before. Let's not talk about me. We all deal with makeup artists all year round. We can tell at a glance whether you're putting your heart into your makeup."

Zhang Sulan was wearing a black women's suit today, which made her look neat and capable. When she looked at people coldly, her aura was strong and oppressive. With just a few words, she made Li Fengxiang's face turn pale. She subconsciously glanced at the people around her, and then she realized that everyone who had been doing their jobs had stopped what they were doing and was looking at them.

The look in his eyes was intriguing, and it was obvious that he had seen through it long ago but had not said it out loud.

Li Fengxiang felt her face burning, her eyes rolled rapidly, and she wanted to say something to excuse herself, but before she could open her mouth, she heard Zhang Sulan continue.

"I heard from a friend that you, Mr. Li, are very skilled, so I spared no expense to invite you to come and add some color to our model. But I didn't expect you to add any color, but you did add a lot of bristles. This is only our first day together, and this is your work attitude. I'm sorry, but I won't see you off."

Hearing this, Li Fengxiang widened her eyes in disbelief and said in a sharp voice, "You want to fire me?"

Song Shixi, who was standing not far from her, was not surprised by this result. How could anyone who could climb to a leadership position be a fool who couldn't distinguish right from wrong? She had her own set of criteria for judgment and would not believe one side based on a single sentence.

On the day of her interview, Zhang Sulan said that she had worked in a modeling agency in Shenzhen for two years, so she must have some knowledge about makeup, at least better than ordinary people who know nothing.

Furthermore, Chen Huili had revealed to her that her uncle attached great importance to the shooting of this sample film. To round it off, the entire company needed to take it seriously, and Zhang Sulan, who was considered half the boss, should do so even more.

Today is the first day of shooting, which is a very important moment. However, Li Fengxiang, a core staff member, relied on her status as an experienced makeup artist to make things difficult for the model, and she was passive and lazy, and even made threatening remarks like she quit.

What would Zhang Sulan, the leader, think when she heard this? She would be annoyed and impatient, and she would also have a big question mark in her mind about Li Fengxiang. She wondered if she hadn't done her job well today, and would she be able to actively cooperate and create value for the company in the future?

The most important point is that Li Fengxiang is too self-righteous. She thinks that professional makeup artists in Beijing are difficult to find and work with, so she deliberately makes trouble, challenges the leader's bottom line, and forces the leader to compromise.

This is shameless and seeking death.

"Yes, you are fired. You don't need to come here anymore. Our garment factory will never cooperate with you again."

Zhang Sulan's expression was serious, and she wasn't joking at all. She spoke every word clearly, as if she was rubbing Li Fengxiang's face with the sole of her shoe. She was so angry that her eyes were red and her face was as black as ink. "Don't regret it!"

"Regret? Do you think I was scared? Your makeup skills are not even as good as the assistant makeup artist I met in Shenzhen!"

Zhang Sulan had a hot temper and didn't tolerate Li Fengxiang at all. After she finished speaking, she looked around with a cold gaze and said pointedly, "I can't tolerate any sand in my eyes. If you can do it, do it. If you can't, get out. I don't believe that there won't be another replacement in such a big city like Beijing!"

"Manager Zhang, you have to think it over carefully. Don't beg me to come back when the time comes."

In recent years, the market demand for makeup artists has increased, but there are not many serious makeup artists. Li Fengxiang is a professional and has been in the art troupe for so many years. She has more or less some fame, so she has always been flattered. This is the first time she has been humiliated like this. The veins on her forehead are throbbing slightly. It can be seen that Zhang Sulan has no room for maneuver here. She can only spit out a few harsh words and then start to pack up her makeup bag in a dejected manner.

As he cleaned up, he cursed, "How dare you do this to me for a new model? You're mistaking fake for real. This garment factory of yours is doomed. You might even go bankrupt any day!"

These vicious words spoken in anger and humiliation sound more like a joke to others, but it still makes people feel disgusted after hearing them too much.

Zhang Sulan was not one to be bullied. Upon hearing this, she immediately said, "Apologize!"

He caught a glimpse of Song Shixi, who had a calico face, and especially saw the blush that had not faded even after being rubbed hard. His heart skipped a beat and he almost fainted from anger.

Their garment factory is now counting on this face to turn things around. She almost wants to worship it, but Li Fengxiang actually dares to use such a heavy hand.

Even if she is an ordinary girl, she shouldn’t suffer such injustice when putting on makeup!

Thinking of this, Zhang Sulan's suppressed anger surged up, "And apologize to Comrade Song as well, otherwise don't blame me for being rude!"

"How rude of you want to be? Do you want to hit someone?"

She had already been fired, and Zhang Sulan had even said she would never work with her again. What was she afraid of? Her eyes widened, her back straightened, and she stood in front of Zhang Sulan, looking like a dead pig that was not afraid of boiling water.

"We live in a civilized society ruled by law. I won't hit anyone."

Zhang Sulan adjusted her cuffs slowly, then smiled slightly, "But I know quite a few bosses in Beijing. I mentioned today's events at the dinner table. I wonder if you, Teacher Li, will have any private work to do in the future."

These words were like a thunderclap exploding in Li Fengxiang's mind. Her eyes flickered for a moment, and she was really a little scared.

Her husband was forced to be laid off two years ago, and now she has to feed several mouths at home by herself. If Zhang Sulan really goes out and makes a fuss, those bosses are the most loyal people, and they will more or less give her some face. If they really don't hire her at that time, then won't their family be left with nothing?

After weighing the pros and cons, Li Fengxiang reluctantly whispered, "I'm sorry."

"And Comrade Song."

Li Fengxiang could only grit her teeth, turned around and said to Song Shixi: "Comrade Song, I'm sorry."

Song Shixi had a calm expression and didn't say anything, just looking at Li Fengxiang. Their eyes met, and the former looked so harmless, without a trace of emotion in her eyes, but the latter felt a chill on her back for some reason, and feeling guilty, she quickly looked away and continued to pack her things.

As soon as she had packed up, Zhang Sulan had someone take her out.

The atmosphere fell silent. Everyone looked at Zhang Sulan. She didn't speak, and no one dared to move. Finally, one of the garment factory employees, who had a good relationship with Zhang Sulan, spoke up, "Manager Zhang, are you still going on today?"

In fact, the answer to this question is already very obvious. Without the makeup artist, the filming certainly cannot go on.

Zhang Sulan pondered for a moment, holding her aching forehead, and said, "Please ask HR to find a new makeup artist first. If they can find one within an hour, we'll continue. If not, we'll pay everyone normally and continue filming next time."

After saying that, he reminded them: "Make sure they find someone properly. Don't waste time by sending some random people over."

"yes."

Just as the man was about to leave, Song Shixi stopped him, "Wait."

Hearing this, everyone looked towards Song Shixi. She was not afraid at all and said slowly, "Let me try. I can put it on myself."

"You can put on makeup?" Zhang Sulan asked back in surprise, but she quickly reacted and her eyes lit up slightly. Just now, Song Shixi knew a lot about makeup and it was obvious that she was quite good at it.

"Yeah." Song Shixi nodded. She was a blogger in her previous life and had written hundreds of makeup tutorials. Her skills were recognized as good. Although she couldn't guarantee that she was better than a top professional makeup artist, she was not far behind.

"Okay, then give it a try. If the makeup you put on is good, I'll pay you the makeup artist's salary."

Zhang Sulan agreed without hesitation. Firstly, time was pressing and it was hard to find a good makeup artist. If she couldn't find one, the company would lose a day's labor costs for nothing. It was better to try it out. Secondly, she could see that Song Shixi was not the kind of person who talked big but didn't talk big, so she believed her.

But after he finished speaking, he realized a bigger problem, and a trace of difficulty flashed between his brows, "But we don't have any cosmetics here."

Generally, makeup artists bring their own, and the company does not provide cosmetics.

"I brought it."

Song Shixi picked up her cross-body bag from the chair and showed the contents to Zhang Sulan. There were all kinds of bottles and jars in the bag, none of which were cheap. Among them were two skin care products, which Zhang Sulan was using herself. She couldn't help but look at Song Shixi in surprise, and became more and more certain that this girl was probably from a wealthy family who came out to experience life.

"Let's start." Zhang Sulan smiled slightly.

Song Shixi nodded, first used makeup remover to clean her terrible face, then went to the dressing room to take a look at the clothes she would be wearing for today's shoot, and then started to put on makeup.

Zhang Sulan stood next to her, watching her skillfully apply basic moisturizing, then apply foundation in small amounts several times and spread it with a powder puff. The base makeup was very smooth, completely different from the one Li Fengxiang had just applied.

She also used white powder to sweep under her eyes and around her lips twice, which instantly brightened the area and made it look much smoother and more three-dimensional than before.

Zhang Sulan watched and memorized it silently in her heart.

Song Shixi naturally noticed the gaze of the person behind her, and she curled her lips upwards without caring, and let her look at her openly. After finishing her foundation, she took out the eyebrow pencil she had sharpened long ago, tried it on the back of her hand, and then applied it directly on her face.

The eyebrows are drawn along the contour to create a wild, hairy look. This step requires meticulousness and patience, but she is very skilled at it and she can complete the eyebrows in just a few strokes, making them look beautiful and natural.

The eyeshadow uses a matte orange tone, and the same color is used to deepen the bags under the eyes and blush, adding a sense of atmosphere, making the whole person look very gentle, and better fitting the style of the clothing.

Layer three different shades of lipstick on top of each other to make your lips look fuller and more layered.

For her hairstyle, she chose a half-loose chicken feather hairstyle. After combing her hair, she divided it into sections. Then she folded the upper part of her hair in half several times with a rubber band, ensuring that the final ends of the hair were facing upwards. She adjusted the angle and fluffiness, and she was done.

After looking in the mirror and feeling fine, Song Shixi turned to Zhang Sulan and said, "I'm fine. Is this okay?"

As soon as she finished speaking, she realized that not only Zhang Sulan, but everyone else present had gathered around her, especially the female comrades, who were all standing on tiptoe, afraid of missing a step.

Those eyes were full of earnest admiration, and she scratched the back of her neck a little embarrassedly, and reminded again, "Manager Zhang."

After hearing this, Zhang Sulan seemed to wake up from a dream and finally regained her senses. Looking at Song Shixi in front of her, she was stunned by her beauty. It was the first time she had seen such a makeup look. It was novel and beautiful. She couldn't take her eyes off it after just one look.

Even though she was half the owner of the Red Sun Garment Factory, she really wanted to find out where to buy the shirt dress Song Shixi was wearing. She wanted to get the same one, style her hair, and put on makeup like her...

Thinking of this, Zhang Sulan clapped her hands suddenly, her eyes shining brightly. If she thought so, then if Song Shixi was photographed wearing clothes from their factory and put them in magazines, newspapers, and on TV, would she still be worried about not being able to sell the goods in the warehouse?

She believes that the clothes in the factory are not worse than the one she is wearing, the only thing she lacks is exposure and publicity!

Even though it hasn't been officially implemented yet, Zhang Sulan has a hunch that their advertisement will be a hit and their factory's clothes will sell like hotcakes!

"Sure, absolutely. Go change your clothes and we'll start filming." Zhang Sulan's pupils dilated instantly, her heartbeat quickened, and she pushed Song Shixi's back and walked towards the dressing room.

"Is there anything that needs to be changed?"

"No, this is fine!"

Song Shixi was a little amused, but she was also very happy that her leader was satisfied. She quickly changed her clothes. As soon as she got the clothes, her eyes lit up. The quality was really good, soft against the skin, and not easy to wrinkle. The design was also very novel and unique, and the size was just right.

After she changed, she met Zhang Sulan's eyes who was waiting outside the door.

"It suits you so well, so beautiful. Comrade Song, just tell me the truth, what doesn't look good on you?"

After praising her, regardless of Song Shixi's shyness, he directly pulled her to the shooting room and asked the photographer to guide her movements. However, he did not expect that she could strike the most suitable pose by herself without any teaching.

"If I don't tell you, can you tell that this is a newcomer who is modeling for the first time?" Zhang Sulan sighed with a smile on her face as she stood behind the camera.

Photographer Deng Boang shook his head and took several photos before finally opening his mouth to reply, "This is the material for a natural model."

After saying that, he thought of something, turned his head to look at Zhang Sulan, and said with a smile: "I brought the team to help you once this time, will you help me once in the future?"

Hearing this, Zhang Sulan, who was originally admiring Song Shixi's poses with relish, immediately straightened her expression, and a warning sounded in her heart. She said vaguely: "Of course, but..."

"What do you mean by 'but'? I came here from afar regardless of the cost because of our friendship." Deng Bo'ang's words blocked Zhang Sulan's words. She stammered twice and finally agreed reluctantly.

After getting the answer he wanted, Deng Boang curled his lips and then continued to concentrate on filming.

This shoot went much more smoothly than expected and ended early. Song Shixi changed his clothes, collected his salary, and left the garment factory.

Seeing that it was still early, she didn't want to go back to Qin's house so soon, so she prepared to go to the Public Security Bureau to inquire about the progress of the case and go home to visit.

While waiting for the bus at the bus stop, she touched the thick stack of banknotes in her bag through her eyes, and a smile could not be concealed. It didn't take much time and energy to put on makeup, and she was surprised to get so much money.

Her current piggy bank is already quite solid. If she uses it frugally, she can get through four years of college.

But what she pursues is not just to barely fill her stomach. Even if she can't restore the rich life like in her previous life, she should at least live a comfortable life, right?

So we still need to work hard!

As she was thinking, the bus she was waiting for arrived. Song Shixi hurried to get on the bus. As soon as she paid the fare and found a seat to stand, she found that everyone in the car was secretly looking at her.

Song Shixi pretended not to see it and stood quietly in the corner. When a seat became empty, she sat down.

When she arrived at the station, she went straight to the Public Security Bureau. As soon as she reached the door, she saw a middle-aged woman who looked familiar rolling around in the hall, throwing a tantrum. The three or four public security comrades beside her were unable to persuade her.

"It's unfair! You must have arrested the wrong person. My son is the most honest and obedient person. How could he steal anything?"

"Hurry up and let him go, or you're going to force me to death. You bastards, since you can't catch anyone, you're bullying us ordinary people. You just grab someone and get your way, right?"

The voice was harsh and sharp, and the words were unreasonable. She even dared to slander the public security comrades, which made Song Shixi frown. He stared at her carefully for a while, but still couldn't remember who she was. As she cursed more and more harshly, he subconsciously moved his feet and took half a step back. When he took a step back, he almost bumped into someone.

"I'm sorry." Song Shixi felt his arm touch the other person and apologized quickly. When he looked up, he found that it was an acquaintance. His tone couldn't help but rise slightly, and he said with a smile: "Officer Zeng?"

Zeng Jingxu had just returned from collecting evidence outside. He had been running around all day, and the person he was investigating was a bit difficult and uncooperative, so he spent some energy getting them to speak. He was a little tired both physically and mentally at this time, but after seeing the person in front of him clearly, he couldn't help but straighten his back to make himself look more energetic.

She was wearing a shirt dress, with her long hair half-draped and her face delicately made up, which made her already bright features look even more charming. Her big, watery eyes stared straight at him, and a gentle smile slowly spread across her face, just like a delicate flower blooming in spring.

The tip of my heart felt as if being gently brushed by a feather, causing a tingling sensation and even my breathing became a little faster.

"It's okay, why are you here?" Zeng Jingxu knew that she had moved back to the Qin family, and the two places were quite far away from each other.

Song Shixi smiled slightly and said simply: "I don't have anything to do, so I came to see how it's going."

"The suspect has been apprehended and the evidence is irrefutable, but he's still being stubborn and refusing to admit it."

The victim has the right to know, and Zeng Jingxu did not intend to hide it from her. He was planning to inform her at the latest tomorrow, but he did not expect to meet her here. When she mentioned the matter again, he revealed a few words truthfully.

The two stood at the door and chatted for a few words, unaware that there was a figure watching them not far away.

"Boss Qin, I think I saw Comrade Song at the Public Security Bureau."

"She is talking with Comrade Zeng."

"Hmm... you're smiling happily."

【Author’s words】

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