Expert Commentary
Lin Weiwei, who was drawing her eye bags, noticed Qu Shiyao staring at her with a somewhat "monster-like" look in the mirror.
Startled, she jerked her hand and drew crookedly, leaving a comical black line under her eyelid.
"!" Lin Weiwei was so angry she almost snapped her pen in half. She turned around abruptly and yelled at Qu Shiyao in a sharp voice, "You country bumpkin! What are you looking at! Haven't you ever seen someone put on makeup before?!"
Qu Shiyao, with an innocent face, pointed to herself blankly and asked sincerely, "Uncool? How am I uncool?"
The system covered its face in its mind's eye: [Host! The point is she's insulting you for looking at her! Not calling you unsophisticated!]
Lin Weiwei was also successfully swayed. She chuckled, raised her chin even higher, crossed her arms, and scrutinized Qu Shiyao's clothes with a critical gaze:
"You look tacky from head to toe! You reek of cheap street vendor style! Is that outfit some knock-off you found in some back alley?"
"Clothes?" Qu Shiyao looked down and tugged at the hem of her clothes, suddenly realizing what she meant, then waved her hand dismissively.
"Oh, you mean this? I found it at a street stall, three items for forty yuan, and the owner even threw in a pair of socks, it was a great deal." His tone was as casual as if he were discussing the weather.
System: [...] Okay, as long as she's not called unfashionable, she probably doesn't care if her clothes are called rags.
The system reasonably deduced that if Lin Weiwei dared to say that the host was unsophisticated, she would definitely be ranked second on the host's blacklist.
If you ask who's number one, it's undoubtedly CEO Si.
Lin Weiwei was thoroughly exasperated by Qu Shiyao's unyielding and completely indifferent attitude.
No matter how she attacked the other person's taste in clothing, it was like hitting cotton; the other person didn't react at all.
She could only snort angrily, suppressing her anger as she sat back down, trying to salvage the crooked eye bags.
Seeing that there was no excitement to watch, the others returned to their makeup.
However, before they could figure out how to sabotage Qu Shiyao in private, Qu Shiyao took the initiative to strike!
She stood up, strolled over to Lin Weiwei's workstation, and like a supervisor inspecting work, began pointing and commenting on Lin Weiwei's face:
"Tsk, Senior Lin, this lipstick shade of yours is no good!" Qu Shiyao frowned, looking like a professional critic.
"This color is too dark and too bright, it doesn't match your eye makeup today, and it makes your teeth look a bit yellow... Oh, your teeth are already a bit yellow? Then you should definitely avoid this shade!"
Lin Weiwei's hand, which had just picked up the lipstick, froze in mid-air, and her face visibly began to turn red and then blue.
Qu Shiyao seemed not to notice, her gaze shifting to her eyebrows: "And these eyebrows, they're drawn too softly and too low, they make you look listless! Based on my years of experience, you should work on the arch of your eyebrows,"
She reached out and lightly tapped Lin Weiwei's brow bone, "Raise it up a little! Yes! Instantly boost your aura to two meters and eighty centimeters!"
[Host! Where did you get so many years of experience?!] The system screamed in my mind.
The only time you ever put on makeup seriously was to sneak into a bar, and it ended up looking like a paint palette that'd been splattered!
A loud "crack!"
Lin Weiwei slammed her right hand on the table, causing her makeup mirror to fall over with a loud crash.
She abruptly looked up, her eyes blazing with fury, and roared through clenched teeth at Qu Shiyao, "Get out!!!"
"Alright!" Qu Shiyao readily complied, turning around with lightning speed, shifting her position, and the chair slid right behind Lin Weiwei—next to Zhang Li's workstation.
The movements were fluid and skillful, so much so that it made one feel sorry for the chair.
Zhang Li had been watching with great interest from behind, arms crossed, a smug smile playing on her lips.
Suddenly, Qu Shiyao appeared beside her, and her smile froze on her face, making her look incredibly ridiculous.
"Huh? Sister Zhang Li?" Qu Shiyao leaned closer, scrutinizing Zhang Li's face as if appreciating a work of art, and then gave a look that said, "I've discovered a big problem."
"The placement and color of your blush are wrong! It doesn't match your earth-toned eyeshadow at all! It looks a bit like... um, high-altitude redness?"
"Heh, heh... Is that so?" Zhang Li felt her facial muscles twitching, and she was about to lose her composure.
"Of course!" Qu Shiyao said confidently, even reaching out to rummage through the cosmetic box on Zhang Li's table, looking through the bottles and jars inside.
"Tsk tsk, Sister Zhang, no offense, but most of the colors in this box don't suit your skin tone and temperament. Look at this fluorescent pink..."
The system slowly typed out: [6]
Host, please look at Sister Zhang Li's face! It's about to crack open! Her murderous aura is practically overflowing!
After delivering a string of "professional" opinions, Qu Shiyao looked at Zhang Li with lingering interest.
Zhang Li suppressed the urge to flip the table, forcing a smile that was more like a grimace, in an attempt to end this torture:
"Shiyao, you're absolutely right! I've learned so much! I'll remember it all! You..."
"Right, right!" Qu Shiyao didn't give her a chance to finish, and grabbed Zhang Li's hand with a look of great agreement.
"Sister Zhang! I knew it the moment I saw you! Our tastes are absolutely on the same wavelength..."
Then came another long explanation of how to create a "cool and sophisticated mature woman" makeup look.
The system is currently observing a three-second moment of silence for Sister Zhang Li... Indeed, don't try to be a nice guy in the workplace, or you'll easily suffer losses.
Lin Weiwei's anger, which had been about to explode because of Qu Shiyao, miraculously subsided after seeing Zhang Li's discomfiture. She even managed a smug smile.
Rival in love is in trouble? That's great! Now we have something to eat with rice!
Just as Qu Shiyao finally caught her breath, seemingly about to end the conversation, Zhang Li practically interrupted, speaking rapidly:
"Alright, alright! I've remembered everything you said, Shiyao! Thank you so much! I need to digest this properly! You should rest for a while too!"
Her tone left no room for refusal, and her whole being exuded an aura of resistance.
"Sigh, alright." Qu Shiyao sighed regretfully.
The chair beneath her slid again, turning towards the first workstation in her row—Wang Qian.
The moment Qu Shiyao slid over, Wang Qian felt a chill run down her spine and went into high alert!
His hands were clenched into fists and placed on his knees, his body stiff as a stone.
Qu Shiyao sat down, her gaze sweeping across Wang Qian's face before landing precisely on her eyes, posing a probing question:
"Sister Wang Qian, are you nearsighted? Do you have to wear contact lenses to meetings? That must be so uncomfortable!"
Wang Qian: "!!!" She thought she was fully prepared, but the first sentence completely broke her defenses!
She took a deep breath and replied almost through gritted teeth, "You've got it wrong! I, this, am, Mei, Tong!" She spoke each word slowly and deliberately, as if emphasizing her last shred of dignity.
"Colored contact lenses?!" Qu Shiyao's eyes lit up instantly, as if she had heard the topic she was most interested in.
"Oh my! I've also dabbled in this field! And I have quite a bit of research experience!" She rubbed her hands together, eager to try.
Wang Qian felt a sudden darkness before her eyes, followed by a feeling of suffocation.
Help! Let her die right here!
The next ten minutes felt like an eternity to Wang Qian.
Qu Shiyao talked about how the material of colored contact lenses affects the size of the diameter and how the color can be matched with different makeup looks...
He spoke at breakneck speed, giving Wang Qian no chance to interrupt.
Wang Qian could only stand like a puppet, a stiff smile on her face, her eyes gradually losing their sparkle.
Finally! Qu Shiyao's "Colored Contact Lens Knowledge Classroom" seems to have come to an end.
Seizing this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to catch her breath, Wang Qian used all her strength and courage to grab Qu Shiyao's wrist, her voice filled with a resolve she had never shown before:
"Shiyao! You explained it so well! So comprehensively! I need time to fully understand it! Go and mentor the next colleague!"
Seeing Wang Qian looking like she was about to collapse, Qu Shiyao could only shake her head regretfully: "Sigh, alright. Then I'll go find Sister Sun Mei to exchange some experiences."
The chair slid again, this time stopping next to Sun Mei.
When Sun Mei saw Qu Shiyao sit down, she forced a smile, nodded, and continued working.
Qu Shiyao secretly raised an eyebrow, but put on a typical curious face like a newbie in the workplace: "Wow, Sister Sun Mei, you have so much work!"
"No, this is just my duty." Sun Mei continued working, pausing only slightly when she heard Qu Shiyao's words.
[Host, she has so much work! Could some of it be work for Lin Weiwei and the other two?]
The system scanned the work on the computer screen and was shocked by the astonishing amount of work, because according to human work efficiency, this work clearly exceeded the workload of an ordinary employee.
Qu Shiyao ignored the system's words and instead went into praise mode: "I really envy Sister Sun Mei. She must be very capable to be valued by President Si and assigned so much work!"
The other three glanced at Qu Shiyao, then continued to fix their makeup.
Sun Mei explained tactfully, "No, that's all. Our job is mainly to relieve some of the pressure on General Manager Si."
"Oh~~~" Qu Shiyao drawled out her words as if she had just realized something, a glint of light flashing in her eyes.
She suddenly stood up, her tone light and cheerful: "I see! Sister Sun Mei, you're so dedicated! Then I won't bother you any longer as you're helping General Manager Si!"
After saying that, he slid off from Sun Mei's workstation without hesitation.
Lin Weiwei, Zhang Li, and Wang Qian all looked at Qu Shiyao again, their faces filled with shock.
That's it? That's all? Did you forget to mention something?
Qu Shiyao completely ignored their gazes and slid straight to Jin Yuxi, who was watching the whole show with great interest.
Jin Yuxi was eating sunflower seeds when she suddenly saw Qu Shiyao rushing towards her, and her heart skipped a beat.
Her expression of watching the drama unfold froze instantly, her mind racing: Don't come any closer! I'm on your side!
Qu Shiyao smiled at her, a smile that seemed especially bright and harmless after the previous rounds of friendly exchanges: "Sister Jin, what are you thinking about? You look so nervous."
She gestured to the computer, "I've finished the plan you gave me this morning, and I've sent it to your email!"
Jin Yuxi's heart, which had been in her throat, finally settled back into her stomach, and she breathed a silent sigh of relief.
Thank goodness, it was confirmed by friendly forces!
She quickly returned a slightly exaggerated but sincere smile: "Oh! Great! That's efficient! I'll check it later!"
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