Tickle,

Thank you for that little bitch who stabbed me in the back.

This is an inspirational story of an ignorant workplace girl who was cheated and then grew up quickly, got a promotion and salary increase, became beautiful and stepped onto the peak of her life. The ending is high and perfect, and the process is too long to describe.

A few years ago, I, an ignorant girl who just graduated, stepped into the abyss of fashion circle. (Actually, I just worked as an assistant clothing editor in a magazine, hahaha) My sister Z is kind and has never met any legendary black-faced monster.

In fact, I studied animation in college, and I only have passion for fashion. At first, my job was just to answer the phone, order take-away coffee and do odd jobs, and occasionally help Sister Z find references ~ Fortunately, my sister was teaching me something super nice, and gradually began to learn how to borrow brand clothes and contact the shooting venue ~

Of course, I cried N+ 1 times. When I cried for the first time, I didn't borrow the clothes brand that I had agreed to shoot, saying that the filming artist didn't have enough coffee space. Another time, a person crossed half a city to return his clothes, and as a result, he was pointed at his nose by a girl gay publicist. Because his clothes were a little wrinkled, I had to pay for it on the spot. When I was in a hurry, my mind went blank and I cried. Finally, Sister Z came out and saved a hand.

At that time, Sister Z also had a sweet and lovely girl, Kiki, who was born in the 1990s. Naturally, it was fun, but later, as Sister Z paid more and more attention to me, my relationship with Kiki seemed to be more and more subtle. Then several colleagues told me euphemistically that Kiki said more than once that I was ugly, could not make up, and wanted to be a frequent visitor without self-knowledge. On the surface, however, she is still happy to accompany me to dinner and gossip every day. How can I believe that Kiki, who looks harmless, will stab me in the back?

Once, Sister Z gave us a topic and asked us to finish it together. From filming to film selection to writing a story about going out on the street, she was in a hurry. Finally, deadline KIKI said that she really didn't have time to ask me for help. Although I was very tired, I also helped her catch a story. In the end, there was a major mistake in publishing. Kiki posted the wrong brand of clothes, which caused the brand boss to call and ask questions. Sister Z asked Kiki, and she actually said that the problem was part of my help. In fact, it's entirely her own fault.

However, this incident can't come afterwards. Anyway, I just thought Kiki was too scared to lie, and then something happened that completely proved that she was a real girl! A luxury brand is going to hold a big dinner party. It is said that quite a few fashion tycoons and stars will go. As it happens, their public relations manager is very familiar with Sister Z, so Sister Z temporarily thought that she could take Kiki and me to have a look. I happened to be away that day, so Sister Z asked Kiki to inform me.

At that time, KIKI told me that we were going to a small activity, and we could eat, drink and take photos with Lazar ~ Then I went directly in jeans and sneakers at night and was stopped outside the hotel where the activity was held ~ I called Sister Z, and she came out and saw me with a shocked face, saying, Why are you dressed like this? ! ! Then I learned that the brand invitation clearly stated that guests were required to dress formally and girls had to wear small dresses ~ Although Sister Z took me in later, I will probably never forget the embarrassment of that night.

Kiki wore a tube top skirt, a handbag and meticulous makeup. She innocently said to Sister Z: I made it clear to her that Sister Z has been in the workplace for many years, and her eyes are vicious. Naturally, she will not be so naive to believe Kiki. What happened one after another made Sister Z distrust Ren Qiqi for a long time, and then it wasn't long before Kiki took the initiative to leave. As for me, I'm not stupid after being stabbed this time. Borrowing clothes slowly has never been rejected, and it will not be made difficult by brands. I am no longer a fashion rookie but an independent workplace er. Sister Z and I have also participated in countless times. Although it sounds like a cliche in life, who doesn't want to get a promotion and a raise to get married for nothing?

Of course, Sister Z also said that the rapid progress is also due to my makeup skills and fashion sense. You see how many beauty bloggers and fashionistas I have paid attention to, and you will know that good taste is not groundless. At least I went to the party carrying a bag questioned by N peers, which was enough to make me proud for a while. I won't say that KIKI has been humiliated by everyone before ~ After all, it is much better to buy a single item that surprises fashionistas with limited money than the hero's get brand. (By the way, Amway's APP for buying bags is special Wconcept)

Not long ago, I read Mi Meng's article "I don't believe in tears in the workplace and want to cry at home", and I couldn't agree more. Have time to cry, have time to get hurt for girls, and don't make yourself beautiful and powerful.

The above story is purely paraphrased (of course, it must be embellished). If there are similarities, it can only show that there are always several assists behind success ~ you can crush them by wearing beautiful clothes and living beautifully ~