At tonight's company party, there would be a manager who was very close to the original owner of her body, as well as the asshole the original owner had rejected.
In the plot, the original owner hadn't gotten along well with some of her colleagues at the company. Several actors had fewer resources than she did and talked about her behind her back.
If she didn't dress up now, when would she?
Putting people in their place took more than words-it took looks, too!
So Fang Ning decisively changed into a gorgeous evening gown and paired it with a luxurious necklace.
Only after applying a beautiful look with her makeup did Fang Ning feel satisfied!
She put on her heels, called the driver, and headed out to the company gathering.
Chapter 23
By the time Fang Ning arrived at the hotel where the gathering was being held, most of the others were already there.
At the entrance, she happened to run into her manager, Sister Qing, who looked over Fang Ning's outfit.
Today, she wore a House D dress and a sparkling diamond necklace. Her fair skin had a rosy glow, and her features were as beautiful as a painting.
Fang Ning had always been beautiful, even a little more beautiful than the company's top actress. She was tall, but not excessively thin, with none of that frail, skin-and-bones look.
Standing silently, she looked fresh and elegant, a faint air of cool aloofness flickering across her features, like an elf who had strayed into the mortal world.
Her looks couldn't be said to utterly outshine everyone present today, but she could outshine more than ninety percent of them.
Her manager was very pleased with Fang Ning's outfit. "Nice, very nice. You look beautiful. Let's go in."
The two walked inside. At this gathering, apart from some senior company executives, the company's top actor and actress, and a few third- and fourth-tier entertainers who had assigned seats-
Everyone else had no assigned seating.
Most of the seats were therefore already occupied, with only a few left.
Just as Fang Ning and her manager were scanning their surroundings for spare seats, a man's voice came from nearby.
"Fang Ning, there are seats over here."
"Come stay over here."
Fang Ning turned toward the voice. Yu Qin was waving to her from a table not far away, where there were still empty seats.
Fang Ning brushed back her hair and was just about to walk toward Yu Qin when her manager caught hold of her from beside her.
"Fang Ning, aren't you at odds with Yu Qin? He's so petty. You rejected him a while ago-who knows whether he's thinking about how to get back at you right now?"
The company was neither particularly large nor particularly small. The business between Fang Ning and Yu Qin had long since spread throughout it. She had heard about it too; in fact, she had been the one who advised Fang Ning to stay away from that man, Yu Qin.
Some time earlier, Fang Ning had attended an event where Yu Qin was the makeup artist.
During that time, she had seen Yu Qin constantly harassing Fang Ning. Fang Ning had been fairly obedient: she had told Fang Ning to stay away from him, and not long afterward, word spread through the company that Fang Ning had rejected Yu Qin.
Along with that news came rumors that Fang Ning was a gold digger and had hooked up with a rich heir. It took no thought at all to realize that Yu Qin was probably the one spreading them.
Fang Ning was introverted and timid.
With a petty man like Yu Qin, Sister Qing hoped Fang Ning would stay as far away from him as possible.
But Fang Ning was no longer that Fang Ning. She had her own plans. "Sister Qing, it's fine. It's just a meal. What's he going to do, eat me?"
If I don't go over now, how am I supposed to put this mediocre, overconfident man in his place?
Fang Ning headed toward Yu Qin. Fang Ning wasn't the only entertainer Sister Qing managed, and the company had also assigned her some tasks, so she couldn't follow Fang Ning. She could only warn her to be careful around Yu Qin.
When Fang Ning walked over, everyone at the table turned their attention to her.
A slightly balding man wearing black-framed glasses beside Yu Qin said, "Fang Ning, you're here. I thought you'd look down on ordinary people like us and refuse to come sit with us."
Fang Ning adjusted her skirt and sat down, looking around at the people there, rather speechless. It seemed Yu Qin knew he couldn't win alone and had brought reinforcements.
Fang Ning blinked. "Ah, actually, I really didn't want to come. But Mr. Yu kept calling me over. With him being so enthusiastic, wouldn't he accuse me of looking down on the poor and sucking up to the rich if I didn't?"
"..."
Yu Qin's expression darkened. He truly hadn't expected Fang Ning to become so sharp-tongued after just a few days apart.
At her words, the man couldn't come up with a rebuttal and immediately drew his head back.
Fang Ning hadn't been seated long before the servers started bringing out the dishes.
"By the way, Fang Ning, that dress you're wearing looks like it's from House D, right?" Yu Qin couldn't stand Fang Ning's indifferent attitude, so he deliberately looked for something to criticize.
They had already discussed Fang Ning in private and had always considered her a gold digger. Among those at the table, one or two worked under Yu Qin.
Now that Yu Qin had spoken up, they naturally had to chime in.
One of them, who was probably a makeup artist's assistant, had green-dyed hair and wore stud earrings. "House D? But I read online that only two of this House D dress were sold in the country. Best Actress Lu from the Golden Bull Awards wore one a while ago, and an influencer bought the other."
"Are you sure your dress is genuine and not a knockoff?"
After the man finished speaking, everyone at the table wore knowing expressions, looking at Fang Ning with contempt and distaste.
Fang Ning slowly picked up a bite of food and ate it elegantly. For the first time, she realized that mediocre, overconfident men could actually be such gossips.