Chapter 20: Are you feeling inferior when you see me?

The next day at work, as Bo Wei walked into President Li's office, she suddenly noticed the paper bag still on the sofa.

President Li's clothes...

When she heard Mr. Li sound unwell yesterday, she instinctively put her things down as she walked over.

Who knew she would forget it so easily? Today she'll definitely remember it.

I'll quietly hide the paper bag in a corner; Mr. Li shouldn't notice. I'll pick it up after get off work in the afternoon.

After delivering the coffee to President Li's desk, Bo Wei respectfully retreated and left.

After Jiang Chengli finished reporting his work, he handed the tablet to President Li.

"Mr. Li, these are the design drawings sent by the design team, including classic runway styles from the past ten years and the latest designs. Please take a look and confirm, and I will send them a reply."

Li He took the tablet, opened it, and said, "Come pick it up at noon."

"Okay." He left and closed the door.

Li He leaned back in his chair, flipping through the design drawings page by page.

Bo Wei is 1.68 meters tall, which is a good height, and her legs are long enough. The skirt in front of her is too short, and it exposes too much of her thighs, which is not elegant. She doesn't want this one.

The tie at the neck of this shirt is not suitable. She has a full figure, and the collar is too high and not fitted. Wearing it makes her look big and bulky, which is not aesthetically pleasing. It is out of the question.

This outfit is nice; the color and style suit her perfectly, making her look elegant and graceful.

This outfit won't work. She has too good a figure. This fitted outfit accentuates her figure too much, making her look charming but not sophisticated enough.

This style is outdated and ugly.

Next set...

Before leaving get off work at noon, Jiang Chengli came up to get his tablet, and when he touched it, it was hot.

Mr. Li, are you really that serious? You've been looking at this all morning.

He thought it would only take ten minutes, no, five minutes, but President Li made the tablet so hot from looking at it.

"Three sets for men, five sets for women, and ten sets for Bowei. The numbers are all here. Please have them prepared and delivered as soon as possible."

Jiang Chengli didn't quite understand the short sentence.

He took a blank sheet of paper. On it, President Li's handwriting, like the man himself, was sharp and elegant.

The men's set has three options, which are easy to understand.

The five sets for women are easy to understand.

But Bo Wei has ten sets, five of which have the same numbers as the other people's five sets, yet there are five extra numbers?

"President Li, does Secretary Bo have ten sets?" Why?

"Yes, she's always with me, on many missions." After saying that, she added, "Making a good impression is very important."

Jiang Chengli: ...

Why do I only have three sets?

He has far more opportunities to go out with President Li than Secretary Bo does.

"What's wrong?" Li He asked, noticing his prolonged silence.

"It's nothing, it's just..." Ten haute couture sets, you are really generous.

No, it should be said that the entire office was haute couture; President Li's generosity was almost unbecoming of a businessman.

"Um?"

"I just think it's great. I didn't expect you to choose so many. They can wear a different outfit every day."

...

"Off work!" As soon as it was time, Qiao Yuechuan stood up. "I have a match today, so I need to go back and find a comfortable position to prepare."

The others also started packing their things, and the quiet office instantly became noisy.

"No position can save your technique," Wang Xinchen said with a disdainful laugh.

"How dare you! You'll be kneeling and singing 'Conquer' later."

"I'm not a good singer, here's the microphone for you."

Wendy stood up, slinging her bag over her shoulder, and seeing that Bo Wei was still busy, said, "It's time to get off work. If you're not in a hurry, why don't you do this tomorrow?"

Bo Wei didn't look up. "Okay, I'll finish organizing this information. I need it tomorrow. You guys go ahead, bye."

"good."

After finishing my work, I realized it was almost 5:30.

I rushed upstairs, mentally preparing myself before opening the door.

Fortunately, the office was empty.

She took the clothes out of the paper bag; summer clothes aren't thick, and they weren't very big when rolled up.

I put it in my big bag. It was a bit bulky and didn't look very nice, but it was better than carrying a paper bag in case I ran into Lin Fangfei on the street.

He folded the paper bag and threw it into the trash can before going downstairs and leaving.

Once inside the elevator, I started thinking about what to eat for dinner.

The elevator stopped midway, and two people got in.

Bo Wei moved to the side.

The man had his arm around the woman's shoulder, and the woman leaned close to him to complain, "My supervisor in the office is always lecherously staring at me. It's so annoying."

"Tsk, all old geezers are lecherous. Don't you dare..." the man cursed, then suddenly noticed the woman in the corner, paused for a moment before continuing, "Don't wander around."

"Who's loitering around? I'm just walking around normally, and I'm dressed so conservatively, unlike some people in the office who wear high-slit dresses, see-through clothes, tight clothes, and pencil skirts to work. Those who know me are here at the Li Group, but those who don't, ha."

"Hmph, I'm too embarrassed to wear any of those clothes in my closet, otherwise I don't know how many eyes would be staring at me, it's disgusting."

The woman kept grumbling and complaining, but the man didn't listen to a word she said.

Bo Wei suddenly lifted her beautiful eyes and looked to the side.

The man hastily averted his gaze from wandering over her body.

Bo Wei frowned slightly, her already aloof face appearing as if covered in frost, making her extremely cold and beautiful.

Fearing she might misunderstand someone else, just like she misunderstood President Li, she kept her eyes lowered and observed secretly.

The man acted as if she knew nothing, scanning her up and down several times, his gaze becoming increasingly bold.

The woman keenly noticed the man's guilty look, and with a quick glance, she understood. She was both angry and furious. He hadn't listened to a single word she said, and he was even looking at another woman!

Her eyes immediately fell on the woman in the corner, whom she hadn't even glanced at since she came in.

His anger froze when he saw the woman's face.

The woman possessed stunning beauty, her face cold and aloof, like a plum blossom standing proudly in the snow, pure and noble.

But looking at her figure, the white shirt hugged her full breasts, and the pencil skirt accentuated her round hips and slim waist, making her both innocent and alluring.

She couldn't help but stare at it.

The frozen anger slowly melted, jealousy entangled with the anger, what a slut!

She even uses uniform fetishes while working a demanding job; she really wants to seduce every man imaginable.

"Ha, the world is really going to the dogs. People are even wearing sexy clothes to work now. Well, anyway, if anyone dares to say anything, they can just shut them up with the freedom to dress as they please."

The man tugged at her, unwilling to lose face in front of a beautiful woman.

His attempt to persuade her was better off; this small gesture, though seemingly harmless, deeply hurt the woman. What started as jealousy had now ignited a burning rage within her.

She forcefully shook him off, angrily accusing him, "Why did you pull me! You can wear it but you can't talk about it! You dare to wear it but you're afraid people will see it! What are you pretending to be so high and mighty for? Look at that pretentious face of yours, you think you're some kind of celestial being just by looking at her! Typical case of being afraid of the poor seeing it, and afraid of the rich not seeing it. If you want to do business, why come to the Li Group? Well, that's more high-class."

Bo Wei was furious, but her expression remained calm as she glanced at her with cold eyes. "What, are you feeling inferior when you see me?"

"You!" The woman's eyes widened. "I'm insecure? Ha, that's ridiculous. I'm insecure? Why should I be insecure? The ones who should be insecure are those filthy things that pollute everyone's eyes."

Bo Wei had never argued with anyone since she was a child, and she really didn't know how, but she didn't want to be insulted at will. She looked the woman up and down, then smiled sympathetically, "Of course your eyes are dirty, so everything you see is dirty. With your appearance and clothes like that, it's understandable that you feel inferior."

The elevator doors opened, and Bo Wei stepped out.

Inside the elevator, the woman who had been choking finally came to her senses.

The man behind her couldn't stop her at all, and she stormed out of the elevator in a fit of rage.