She had intended to say she already had plans, but before she could finish speaking, Manager Chen’s face hardened, "What do you mean, ’no’? You dare to disobey the company’s arrangements?"
"Of course not," Ling Chuxia quickly shook her head and explained, "But Manager, I’m just an assistant, I don’t know anything, and I am afraid of causing you trouble."
"If you don’t know, you should learn. Who was born knowing everything? Besides, you’re not going to do much, just accompany the client for some drinks and singing. You can at least drink and sing, right? Enough talk, it’s settled."
Manager Chen was adamant, leaving Ling Chuxia with no room to refuse since she had only been at the company for half a month and was still on her probation period. How could she dare oppose the Manager?
She sighed quietly to herself; it seemed she wouldn’t be able to have dinner with Brother Xuan tonight. He would definitely be angry.
As Ling Chuxia sighed, Manager Chen glanced at her again and immediately frowned, shaking his head, "Ling Chuxia, your outfit won’t do, you need to change."
Ling Chuxia was taken aback and asked, "Manager, what’s wrong with my outfit?"
Prior to this role, she always wore skirts and suits, elegant and impeccable. But since she needed to squeeze into the subway and buses every day now, she opted for jeans and T-shirts for convenience, which she thought was fine.
"If you’re going out to accompany clients, how can you dress so casually? The clients won’t be pleased when they see it. How will you get them to sign contracts?" Manager Chen replied with evident disdain.
Her tone may not have been pleasant, but she seemed to have made a point that Ling Chuxia couldn’t refute—after all, formal attire is expected on important occasions, and she understood that.
Ling Chuxia murmured, "Manager, should I go home and change now?"
"No time for that. Ai Li, don’t you have several spare outfits at the office? Your size is similar to hers; pick something out for her."
Reluctantly, Ai Li glanced over at Ling Chuxia and responded, "Alright."
"Good, let’s not drag this out. Everyone move quickly; we can’t offend tonight’s major client."
Ai Li was the most conspicuous woman in the marketing department, fair-skinned, tall, and beautiful, with a crucial asset: her 36E bust.
Her style of dressing always featured skin-tight outfits that left nothing to the imagination, and her skirts were so short that bending over revealed her underwear.
Thus, when Ai Li dragged her into the restroom and casually tossed her a black tight-fitting mini dress, just seeing the thin and short fabric made it unacceptable for Ling Chuxia.
She immediately shook her head, "No, I can’t wear this."
Ai Li, who was applying her eyebrow pencil, paused when she heard this and put down her pencil with a snap, "What do you mean by ’this kind of clothes’? What are you implying?"
Conscious of her own beauty, Ai Li was the darling of the male colleagues who treated her like a goddess while the female colleagues disliked her due to inherent jealousy. Moreover, her brash and sharp-tongued nature made her even less endearing, leading to frequent behind-the-back gossip about her.
New to the company, Ling Chuxia didn’t want to offend anyone and hastily explained, "No, I don’t mean anything by it. I just feel that this dress... isn’t suitable for me, especially since... I don’t have the figure that you do!"