Zhao Di was taken aback. "I'm not satisfied with being an accountant. I never even thought about it before. I'm not comparing myself to you. You're beautiful and smart, and you'll definitely have a bright future. I'd be very satisfied as long as I can work as an accountant in the machine factory and earn a stable salary."
Zhao Di was self-aware. She was not good at studying, not good-looking, and not the kind of person that everyone liked. Her only advantages were that she was hardworking, didn't like to meddle in other people's business, and kept her mouth shut. That's why she was popular in the office.
Therefore, she felt that for an ordinary girl like her, having a stable and respectable job, marrying an honest and hardworking man with a secure job, and living a peaceful and uneventful life was the greatest gift life could give her.
Ye Qingqing glared at Zhao Di, then rummaged in her back pocket for a while, actually pulling out a small mirror from her spatial storage, and held it up in front of Zhao Di.
"Why do you bring a mirror with you when you go out?" Zhao Di's attention was on the mirror.
Ye Qingqing glared at her again, "If you don't bring a mirror when you go out, how can you check if you're well-groomed? Don't worry about that. Look in the mirror. Look at yourself. You're fair-skinned with a rosy glow, big eyes, double eyelids, and your features are pretty good. It's just that your nose is a little flat and your mouth is a little big, but that's not a big deal."
In fact, Zhao Di wasn't as ugly as she thought. She just hadn't taken care of herself. She had recently gone to the machinery factory and dressed a little better, but she was still too ordinary. Her clothes covered up her strengths and magnified her weaknesses. Her appearance, which was originally a 5 or 6 out of 10, was dragged down by her clothes, leaving her with only a 3 or 4 out of 10.
Zhao Di glanced at herself in the mirror, looking disgusted. "Qingqing, just tell the truth. I have a big mouth, thick lips, a flat nose, and freckles on my face. The only good thing about me is my eyes."
She looked exactly like her mother. Looking at her mother, Zhao Di could see herself in the future, which made her lose confidence even more.
“You have to think of it this way, Sister Zhaodi. The eyes are the windows to the soul. A girl with beautiful eyes will definitely not be too ugly as long as she dresses up. You are not noticeable now because you are not wearing makeup. Look at those female celebrities on TV. They are all radiant. They are wearing makeup. Without makeup, they are just like ordinary people.”
Ye Qingqing was trying to fool her, but Zhao Di was skeptical. "I don't know how to do makeup!"
When she was little, she did try to dye her nails with cinnabar, but her mother saw it and scolded her for having impure thoughts and always thinking about crooked ways. She even beat her up. After that, she never dared to think about such things again.
"I'll teach you. I'm busy these few days, but I'll teach you makeup when I'm free. We'll also buy a few nice outfits. Once you're all dressed up, you'll definitely seduce all the young men in your factory," Ye Qingqing said confidently.
Zhao Di has a good foundation and is young; she will become beautiful with a little dressing up.
In her past life, she was idle and didn't know anything, except how to dress and present herself. She was confident in that.
Zhao Di's eyes lit up. Despite her complaints about herself, what girl doesn't love beauty? If she could really become beautiful, she would be willing to eat less.
Ye Qingqing continued, "You're only nineteen. Why get married in the prime of your youth? You need to think long-term. Accounting certificates are divided into junior, intermediate, and senior levels. Do you know how much a senior accountant earns in a year?"
Zhao Di shook her head in confusion. She had no idea that accountants were divided into different levels.
"Your factory's accountant Huang is an intermediate-level accountant who earns 1,000 yuan a month, while chief accountant Zhu is a senior-level accountant who earns 1,800 yuan a month, and her year-end bonus is also higher."
Zhao Di listened with rapt attention. She hadn't expected the difference in accountants' salaries to be so great. One thousand eight hundred a month! And Accountant Zhu was doing so easily, and she was hardly ever at the factory!
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