Zhou Yixing changed into a tweed jacket, the inside of which was densely woven with gold and silver threads. She wore heavier makeup than during the day and wore tassel-shaped rhinestone earrings. When she saw Chen Jiaxian, she said bluntly: "This is a social event. It costs at least a billion for a piece of land. Why don't you dress better?"
Everyone is glamorous.
Chen Jiaxian's inner inferiority quietly resurfaced again.
Zhou Yixing rummaged through the small Chanel bag he carried with him, gave her a bright red lipstick, and taught her experience: "The redder the lipstick, the thicker the makeup looks."
Chen Jiaxian looked in the mirror and applied several layers of clothes: "I don't have any other clothes."
She only had this one suit, and it even turned a little white under the lights in the club. The areas where the elbows and chest are close to the table are obviously faded and even slightly pilled.
Inside is the white shirt Pan Qiaomu gave her. When she stayed at Pan Qiaomu's house during the typhoon, Pan Qiaomu refused to wear the shirt because she had already worn it and gave it to her directly.
As a result, Pan Qiaomu didn't care about the clothes thrown to her, and became the only clothes she could use.
But even an expensive white shirt has long lost its value because it has been washed too many times. The luster has faded, and the collar is no longer stiff, and it lies softly around the neck.
Chen Jiaxian looked at herself in the mirror, her hand applying lipstick slowed down in embarrassment.
Groups of people went in to toast, and those who didn't toast stood in line outside the box. Chen Jiaxian has been working since 6 o'clock in the morning. At this moment, she is standing very tiredly against the wall, staring at the tightly closed door of the box.
A magnificent door.
Zhou Yixing complained in a low voice: "It's like urging me to do something, but in the end I still have to wait."
Chen Jiaxian pursed her lips and smiled. Of course we have to wait. Waiting is the duty of worker ants, and time is also a part of class. The time of worker ants is the least valuable and can be used casually to make others happy, just like self-esteem.
The waiter at the club put a glass of red wine into everyone's hands, and Chen Jiaxian waited with it.
Guan Xi came over and patted her shoulder.
"Sister Xi." Zhou Yixing immediately began to manage upwards and greeted him affectionately. The diamond jewelry beside his ear swayed, and a little halo fell into Chen Jiaxian's eyes.
Standing next to the glamorous Zhou Yixing, Chen Jiaxian didn't know why she felt embarrassed: "Sister Xi."
Guan Xi said "hmm" and said to the two of them: "Don't think too much, just follow Yang Zhi's arrangements. If you are asked to go in and toast, you can make a toast. After the toast, you can leave after a while."
Zhou Yixing smiled and grabbed Guan Xi's arm: "Sister Xi is the best to us."
Not to be outdone, Chen Jiaxian also worked hard to manage upwards: "Thank you, Sister Xi, I know."
After Zhou Yixing let go, Guan Xi took off his dark blue suit jacket and handed it to Chen Jiaxian:
"You wear my suit."
Guan Xi didn't say much, and Chen Jiaxian followed the instructions awkwardly.
Zhou Yixing glanced at Chen Jiaxian knowingly.
The door opened and Guan Xi walked in holding a red wine glass. Chen Jiaxian stared at her back in the dark blue silk shirt. When the box door closed, she heard Shi Yuan's laughing voice: "This is a cultural person we dug from the literature institute——"
After a while, Yang Zhi appeared out of nowhere and pulled Chen Jiaxian and the others with his hand: "Next, you go in and toast."
After waiting for another 20 minutes, Chen Jiaxian, wearing Guan Xi's suit, mixed in with the crowd, went in and laughed lively, Shi Yuan said some scene words, and then everyone toasted to the person at the top of the toasting pyramid.
Respect wealth and power.
After several hours of work, the whole process only took about 1 minute.
Ridiculous and ridiculous, like a large-scale performance.
Chen Jiaxian looked at the rosy faces of the people at the top of the tower and couldn't help but think that calling so many ordinary people over to toast her, obeying and surrounding them, is essentially sucking the energy of the worker ants, so they can be energetic.
After coming out, Chen Jiaxian quickly took off her suit jacket and gave it back to Guan Xi, changing back into her own cheap black suit.
Guan Xi helped her adjust her collar: "Go home and rest early."
Chen Jiaxian agreed and watched Guan Xi leave.
Yang Zhi stopped Chen Jiaxian: "Don't leave yet. Sister Ziyi can't come over until the last dinner party is over. When she arrives, all of us will go in with her to pay another round."
Still have to wait?
Chen Jiaxian lowered her eyes and said "Oh": "Okay."
She sat next to her computer and worked overtime. But the performance standards were too high, and she was really tired. It seemed that she had just barely reached the starting line of others with all her efforts.
She leaned back in her chair in a daze.
The door of the box opened, and a tall young boy came out. He was in his early twenties, with very dark hair and eyelashes. Yang Zhi appeared out of nowhere, ran over to the boy and said, "Mr. Zhao."
Mr. Zhao is the only son of someone at the top of the pyramid. He wears a black suit jacket and has a humble smile on his face. He is personable, kind and gentle. He held the wine glass and said, "Let me toast you all."
Everyone immediately started talking:
"Where there."
"Young Master is too polite."
Everyone stood up. I was exhausted just now, but now I am smiling.
Mr. Zhao is still studying in the UK and is being trained to become familiar with his family's connections. Every move he makes is like a breath of fresh air, he chats with everyone with a smile, and he is too decent to be a student. When Zhou Yixing arrived, Zhou Yixing smiled and said, "What a coincidence, I am also studying in the UK."
Mr. Zhao's face showed some appropriate surprise: "Really? Which city are you in?"
The two chatted for a while. Mr. Zhao drank the wine in his glass, his eyes wandered around the crowd, and finally landed on Chen Jiaxian.
He said to Chen Jiaxian: "Excuse me, open another bottle of wine for me."
Chen Jiaxian was startled.
She realized belatedly that there were no waiters around.
In the business society, the person who seems to have the least spending power is either ignored or taken care of as a matter of course.
After being stunned for only 0.1 seconds, Yang Zhi's sharp eyes immediately flew to Chen Jiaxian's face. She had to run to the service desk very quickly, called the waiter, opened the red wine, and ran back.
Against Yang Zhi's eyes, she urged the waiter to pour wine for Mr. Zhao, but Mr. Zhao accepted the service as usual, without thanking her or giving her a second glance.
Mr. Zhao finished the toast with a friendly smile, returned to the box, and closed the door.
Of course, Chen Jiaxian had no chance to drink Mr. Zhao’s wine.
She asked Zhou Yixing: "What were you talking about just now?"
Zhou Yixing thought for a while and said frankly: "...I can't remember."
Chen Jiaxian was a little surprised: "Didn't you have a great time chatting?"
Zhou Yixing waved his hand: "Isn't it just some stage talk? Isn't this the case in this kind of situation? He just came out to sell people-friendly things for his father, and he still wants me to take advantage of him?"
Chen Jiaxian sat back on her chair and stared at the splendid door in a daze.
About an hour later, Pan Qiaomu also arrived. No matter when and where he is, he is in high spirits. Under the dark suit jacket, the expensive shirt shines with a light sheen of ironed fabric. He didn't see Chen Jiaxian in the crowd. He was chatting and laughing with Mr. Zhao who came out, carrying a wine glass and went in, but didn't come out again.
The splendid door was closed tightly again, and laughter came from inside the door.
