I don’t know if it’s because I’m working, but I feel particularly mature right now.

She had her hair permed into big waves, wore a very professional tight suit, and added overly mature makeup, which made her look four or five years older.

"Wow! Xiaoqi, you look so beautiful today!"

Feng Jing's eyes sparkled. She was very envious of Wang Xiaoqi's outfit today. She wanted to wear it too, but regardless of whether she had a figure like hers, even if she did, she couldn't dress like that for her job.

She is still in the internship period, but she has become quite familiar with most of her colleagues and can talk to them.

The work is a little easier than at the beginning, but I am still an intern, so I can't dress too conspicuously, and I also have to be diligent.

If she wore clothes like this, not only would it be inconvenient for her to stand up and squat, but her female colleagues might also look at her with different eyes.

Feng Jing had only been working for two months when she could already feel the undercurrents and competition among her female colleagues.

She complained about this to her parents, and her mother said that such things are inevitable everywhere, and asked her not to offend anyone, not to get involved with them, and just to do her job well.

Although Feng Jing didn't quite understand why, she instinctively disliked the looks of those people and had been behaving very low-key recently.

If she really wore a suit like this to work one day, then her low-key behavior for the past half month would have been in vain.

So Feng Jing could only look at her with envy. "A beauty is a beauty. She looks good in whatever she wears. This is even more of an intellectual beauty. She's so charming!"

Wei Mian's gaze was not on Wang Xiaoqi, but on her face.