The power of money
Shao Zizhuo looked up at her with an expressionless face.
Guan Shanyue looked back at him directly and brilliantly. The system hadn't issued the next plot point instruction yet, so he just listened to his boss in his free time. What was the problem with that?
The two looked at each other for a moment. Shao Zizhuo tilted his head and smiled, the corners of his lips curling up more wantonly. He tapped the table twice with his fingers, took out an invitation from the drawer and placed it on the table. He looked at Guan Shanyue with ill intent: "There's a cocktail party tonight."
The gilded English cursive appeared from the hollow shell. Guan Shanyue hesitated: "Okay, but I've never been to one before. If your female companion attends, what if I embarrass you..."
Shao Zizhuo stared at the invitation letter, his eyes full of sarcasm: "Who dares to say it's shameful for me?"
Guan Shanyue burst out laughing. Here it comes. The famous saying of the domineering president has finally come.
Shao Zizhuo's expression suddenly turned cold and he glanced at him coldly.
Guan Shanyue's smile was half-extinguished by the atmosphere. Help! This brother's moods are so volatile, I almost forgot. She cleared her throat and quickly tried to make amends before Shao Zizhuo could say anything, feigning shyness: "Ever since my family went bankrupt, I've been used to seeing so many people look down on me. It's been a long time since anyone has protected me like this."
After he finished speaking, Guan Shanyue got goosebumps all over the floor, Shao Zizhuo frowned unconsciously, and the two of them fell silent at the same time.
Shao Zizhuo took a deep breath and tapped twice on the tablet.
After a moment, Special Assistant Liu appeared again: "Boss Shao, what can I do for you?"
Shao Zizhuo's fingers flew across the computer keyboard, already in working mode. He looked straight ahead and raised his chin towards Guan Shanyue: "Deal with it."
Special Assistant Liu mechanically turned to Guan Shanyue. She was content and smiled at him. Special Assistant Liu forced a smile in response and then slowly lowered his gaze to the black card in Guan Shanyue's hand.
Liu's brain stopped working. Mr. Shao had never had a woman around him for so many years, let alone a woman who could get Mr. Shao's black card. How should this lady be "dealt with"? Moreover, she looked so much like...
Guan Shanyue reached out and took the invitation letter on the table, waving it at Special Assistant Liu: "We need to deal with this."
Special Assistant Liu seemed to have just woken up from a dream, his dazed eyes focused: "Oh, okay, Miss Guan, please follow me."
Stepping into the back seat of the luxury car, the system's voice immediately rang out: "Please activate the current plot point - please slap the face of the vicious female supporting role at the cocktail party."
Guan Shanyue squinted his eyes and thought for a while, then asked in confusion: "Where does the vicious female supporting role come from in this book?" Bai Yueguang is a true pure Bai Yueguang, without any bad intentions. The female supporting characters who appear in the book have different personalities, but none of them has ever hurt the heroine.
The system reminded: "She is the daughter of the president of Youke Group who is planning to marry Shao Zizhuo."
Guan Shanyue bit her lip and pondered for a moment before she finally scraped a vague image from the corner of her memory. She was even more speechless: "What kind of vicious female supporting role is that? Her father and brother arranged for her to marry because of the group that her brother would inherit in the future. It was her brother who said the words that bullied the female lead, and it was her brother who did the bullying. At most, she just liked the male lead, so how did she become a vicious female supporting role?"
The system said indifferently: "This is the author's setting."
Guan Shanyue patiently coaxed, "Didn't the author directly say in the book that she's the vicious female supporting character? In my opinion, the plot should be changed to slap the vicious male supporting character in the face."
The system short-circuited, and after a moment, it weakly said, "I have no authority to set the current plot point."
Guan Shanyue curled her lips and said, "Okay, but the one who bullied me was her brother. If I want to slap him in the face, I will only slap his face. Her brother helps her, so if I round it up, I will slap her in the face."
The system felt like something was wrong, but it didn't seem to be a problem, so it fell silent.
"We're here, Miss Guan, please get off."
As they stepped out of the car, a group of people came to greet them enthusiastically. The manager was slightly stunned when he saw Guan Shanyue's face, but then he put on an impeccable smile and led them inside: "Miss Guan is really beautiful."
Stepping through the door of the makeup studio, Guan Shanyue was greeted by a row of colorful dresses and a room full of staff. The manager showed them to a seat, and someone immediately served them fruit and cake, along with two cups of hot water, one cold and one hot. "Miss Guan, take a look. These are the latest dresses we have in our store. See which one you like."
Guan Shanyue looked around. The fluffy gauze skirt and the hem of the skirt embellished with fine diamonds slanted down from the hanger. Occasionally, a few feathers floated in the room, flying in the air. On the other side was a huge floor-to-ceiling window. The light passed through easily and fell softly on the dress, shining brightly.
Moreover, this studio that can accommodate many people now has only her as a guest besides the staff.
Being rich is not a big deal. Guan Shanyue was angry and stood up to choose a dress. She casually took down a dark blue long dress and went to the fitting room to change into it.
There was a wall-sized dressing mirror in the fitting room. The straps on her back were tightened by the staff. Guan Shanyue took a deep breath and looked at herself in the mirror.
Dark blue lines are pieced together, condensing in the abdomen and extending in all directions, forming three light wings at the shoulders that wrap around the arms. The sparse lines between the legs and waist are evenly covered with light white gauze, which vaguely shows through the skin and spreads downwards, forming a fishtail skirt like the deep sea, blooming at the feet.
Guan Shanyue took two steps, and her skin-hugging fishtail skirt swayed with her steps, shining brightly.
This was a dress that Guan Shanyue from another world had never had the chance to try on, nor would she have thought of trying on. Although her salary was not low, she never set foot in a luxury store. After all, a dress like this would be enough for her to work for three to five years without eating or drinking. She still had a lot of things to do, so she couldn't bear to buy an impractical dress.
It's very beautiful and I like it very much, but I can't take big steps with it. There are too many complicated diamonds hanging on the skirt. It's not suitable for daily wear and there is no occasion to wear it. The cost-effectiveness is too low.
She looked at her bare face in the mirror and suddenly this thought popped into her mind.
However, this is in another world. I can enjoy it for a while, just treat it as a dream, and wait for Cinderella's magic to wear off at twelve o'clock before turning back into Cinderella. Maybe that's okay, right?
Guan Shanyue took a deep breath, turned around, and her skirt swirled into a perfect flower. She pushed open the door and said to the person outside, "No need to try anything else, just this one."
She saw the staff outside the door all gasp, their gazes fixed on her revealing blatant praise. Guan Shanyue was rarely shy: "Does it look good?"
She looks beautiful, so beautiful. Her skin is set off by the dark blue skirt, making it look as white as porcelain. Her figure is wrapped in the fabric, with clear contours, like the graceful blue and white porcelain of the Song Dynasty. Her face is not made up, and her expression is indifferent, but there is a hint of tentative doubt in her eyes, like a stranded mermaid waiting to be rescued.
The manager smiled sincerely: "This dress suits you very well."
Without too much decoration, she only needs to put on a layer of light makeup, tie her hair up and neatly put it behind her head, insert a few small pearl hairpins diagonally, leave a few strands of hair at the temples, and use a curling iron to curl her hair into a shallow arc. Her slender neck is matched with a heavy sapphire necklace. Under the skillful hands of the makeup artist, Guan Shanyue gradually becomes a beautiful mermaid who is tempting to give up her life.
"Ms. Guan, Mr. Shao is waiting for you downstairs."
The manager opened the car door for her. She pulled at her heavy gauze skirt and stuffed herself into the back seat of the car: "Boss Shao."
Shao Zizhuo looked up from the documents and met Guan Shanyue's eyes. She had bright sequins under her eyes, and she was looking at him with a smile, a hint of brightness in her eyes.
Shao Zizhuo felt a lump in his throat. He hooked his finger over a bottle of mineral water, opened the cap, tilted his head back and took a sip. Then he returned to his normal expression and nodded slightly as a response.
After checking the invitation, I stepped into the hall. People with mixed clothes and holding high-heeled glasses were greeting each other, and people were sitting on the sofas nearby.
Guan Shanyue held Shao Zizhuo's hand. As soon as they entered the room, the eyes of people around her fell on her vaguely. For a moment, the noisy hall seemed to have been paused in time. After a pause, it came back to life.
Someone stopped what he was doing and rushed over: "Mr. Shao! Long time no see." But his eyes fell on Guan Shanyue intentionally or unintentionally.
Shao Zizhuo smiled faintly, and his fan introduction: "Guan..."
Guan Shanyue added promptly: "Hello, Guan Shanyue."
The other party looked at Guan Shanyue up and down with an expression of regret that they had met too late, and then sighed: "Miss Guan is truly stunningly beautiful. If I were a few years younger, haha, I would definitely compete with Mr. Shao for who he is."
Sticky gazes, objectifying words. Guan Shanyue rolled her eyes inwardly and whispered to Shao Zizhuo, "Wearing high heels is a bit tiring. I'll go over and rest for a while." Shao Zizhuo nodded.
Guan Shanyue had just sat down when a man, holding a pretty girl who had reluctantly agreed, sat down on the sofa next to her. From a short distance away, he looked her up and down, then smiled and said to his sister, "That's it! Is it worth getting angry with someone like that?"
The sound passed over the music in the hall and reached Guan Shanyue's ears in a vague way.
Guan Shanyue smiled. He had been searching everywhere for someone, but just when he was about to find him, he came to him.
The pretty girl squinted her eyes and looked at Guan Shanyue's profile. She was angry and annoyed. She pinched her brother's arm hard and whispered, "Shut up."
The man jumped at the pinch and grimaced, "She looks almost exactly like Sister Wangshu. Those who don't know Sister Wangshu and have only seen her photos are fine, but even people like us who are quite familiar with Sister Wangshu can easily make the mistake. What is Brother Shao thinking? You, a little girl, don't know, but as a grown man, how can I not know?"
The pretty girl pouted, still angry but curious: "What idea?"
"A substitute. I don't know when Sister Wangshu will come back, so I'll find someone who looks like her and put her next to me to ease my longing."
"Brother Shao is not that kind of person! You are being unfair to Sister Wangshu and Brother Shao by saying that." The beautiful girl became even angrier, pouted, and turned her head away, ignoring him.
"Okay, okay, my dear, I was wrong, okay?" The man smacked his lips. "This woman is her only companion. You will be the other half listed on her marriage certificate. Why are you so angry? This is a gold digger from a humble family clinging to a rich man. Wait for me to help you vent your anger."
The man stood up, tugged at his clothes, straightened his appearance, and sat down next to Guan Shanyue with a glass of wine. "Miss, what's your name?"
Guan Shanyue looked up timidly: "Excuse me, my last name is Guan, Guan Shanyue."
The man smiled charmingly, "Hello, I'm Fan Ping from Ucomm." He leaned closer to Guan Shanyue, his eyes fixed on her skirt. "Shanyue, whose skirt is this? Why haven't I seen it at this year's new fashion week?"
Guan Shanyue clenched her fists gradually, a blush creeping up her face. She shook her head: "I don't know whose family it is."
Fan Ping tilted his lips, leaned back on the sofa, and said with disdain, "I do have some knowledge of art. If I'm not mistaken, this should be Xiangjia's high-end couture."
Guan Shanyue asked him doubtfully, "Xiang family?"
Fan Ping paused, pretending, then continued to pretend, frowning and asking, "Don't you know this brand? It's the luxury brand Xiangjia."
Guan Shanyue's eyes evaded: "I'm sorry, my family isn't well off, so I never read those things."
Fan Ping got excited, his mouth twisted into an emoticon: "Your family is poor, so are there any clothes you usually wear that cost more than a hundred?"
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