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Upon arriving in the county town, Yan Jinxian had money and a letter of introduction from a good friend, so she could stay in a clean guesthouse, with no imdiate concerns for food and lodging.

Currently, the clothes she wore were hand--downs from a good friend, clothes her friend no longer wore. It wasn’t that she didn’t want to go ho to get her own clothes, but rather that she could no longer enter the Yan Family ho!

Compared to the old-fashioned clothes the Zhang Family gave her, these old clothes from her old friend were still preferable!

As for her friend’s new clothes? Ha, she wouldn’t even consider giving away new clothes herself, let alone her friend who always had very little pocket money. The new clothes were prepared by her mother, and there would be hell to pay if any were missing. It was better just to wear her old clothes.

Fortunately, the two of them were about the sa size.

Compared to the conditions in the county town, these old clothes still stood out.

At this mont, she found out that her family’s Brother Zhou was coming here to First Middle School for a ribbon-cutting... She had managed to sneak in, but had gotten lost!

Today was an open house day at First Middle School, bustling with people coming and going; anyone holding an invitation could enter the school.

Yan Jinxian pretended to have been separated from her family, and since she was dressed stylishly, the reception staff didn’t give her a hard ti.

Luckily, once inside, no one checked for invitations anymore.

When Xie Jingzi spotted a young girl who was pretty and bore a slight resemblance to her Third Sister-in-law, she was initially puzzled. But seeing her fair complexion and clearly pampered upbringing, she dutifully approached and gently asked:

"Miss, may I help you with anything?"

April 1st was the 20th anniversary of the founding of First Middle School. Many presentable female students were almost all on reception duty.

In this era, not all won could go to school, unlike in the future. At this ti, most students were male, especially in high school. Just consider the male-to-female ratio in Xie Jingzi’s class.

There were thirty-four boys and only seven girls in her class.

The girls were playfully nicknad "Seven Fairies" by the boys.

Among these Seven Fairies, Xie Jingzi was considered the most conventionally attractive. Plus, her Third Sister-in-law was generous with her, giving her high-quality fabric for her clothes.

Well-dressed, a watch on her wrist, and with a gentle and generous deanor, she was liked by ninety percent of the boys in her class.

It was fortuitous that Xie Jingzi occasionally made small gifts for her female classmates. The seven girls got along quite well, which prevented the other six girls in the class from developing any negative opinions towards her.

After all, it was normal for Xie Jingzi, who joined later, to be sowhat ostracized by the six other girls.

Especially since upon her arrival, she was good-looking, clearly from a good family background, and could rank among the top three in her class, which could make others resent her more!

Luckily, Xie Jingzi was not petty, and being eager to befriend the girls in her class, and capable of attending high school, she was not stupid. Thus, after so ti, she earned the reputation of being the ’class beauty’.

Therefore, she had been specifically pointed out by the teacher to be one of the receptionists who had to learn good etiquette for this twentieth-anniversary event.

"Uh, no need!" Yan Jinxian, startled by the sudden interruption and feeling guilty, didn’t even look up before she turned away.

Xie Jingzi was taken aback; why did she act like she’d seen a ghost? She wasn’t a man with bad intentions; was there any need to be so afraid of her?!

Despite this, she just murmured to herself, and hearing the class teacher calling her from outside, she hurried to the front.

"Quick, Xiaozi, so governnt leaders are coming soon. You need to act as the receptionist. Co, follow ."

"Huh? Wasn’t it supposed to be the responsibility of First Company?" Xie Jingzi asked, surprised. She was from Second Company, which is why she said that.

"The one from First Company wore too high heels and just twisted her ankle after falling; it’s better for you to take over—knowing it’s a reception duty, why wear such high heels? What was she thinking?"

The class teacher muttered under his breath.

Xie Jingzi, with a wry smile, knowing it was the school’s rule to wear high heels for reception duties, wished she didn’t have to wear those slender heels if she could help it.

Fortunately, she was already tall enough; even wearing lower heels, she wouldn’t seem shorter than anybody else.

"Maybe there were too many people..." Xie Jingzi didn’t want to offend anyone and casually brushed it off.

"They’re here? Quick, Secretary Zhou and others have reached the front gate. Hurry up and join them! Rember, don’t talk too much, just keep a smile on your face," the vice principal, wiping sweat off his forehead, instructed her.

Xie Jingzi nodded quickly.

The teachers had already gone over this during their training, just to maintain a smile. Don’t be too talkative, just rember to keep a smiling face.

Xie Jingzi stuck her tongue out with so relief; fortunately, she had a kind Third Sister-in-law who had given her so tips on what to pay attention to in receptions, particularly that besides smiling, she should be polite.

Just try to avoid male leaders whenever possible.

Although tis had changed, the phrase "n will be n" applied universally in any era.

Zhang Shan Ni didn’t an to underestimate human nature, but having extra precautions was always a good thing.

Xie Jingzi thought that made sense; after all, she was just an eighteen-year-old girl whose thoughts couldn’t compare with those experienced ’leaders’ in the workplace.

Moreover, for this anniversary event, the school truly valued it, even training the receptionists privately for nearly half a month.

During the three-day open house, these female receptionists had to stay at school. The school provided accommodation and excellent als, making it the most generous arrangent by the school to date.

Zhang Shan Ni, being in the county town and seeing this as a rare opportunity to broaden her horizons, naturally supported her little aunt’s participation wholeheartedly.

Over the course of half a month, Xie Jingzi noticeably improved in her manners and deportnt. Even her in-laws, who knew nothing of etiquette, nodded in approval of their rapid-progressing niece.

Lacking fancy descriptors, they simply felt their youngest daughter-in-law now looked beautiful and graceful, especially her straight posture and attractive walk!

Now, who could tell that Xie Jingzi was just a village girl from a rural area?

On the other hand, Yan Jinxian completely missed the good intentions from Xie Jingzi. After her heart raced and she evaded people, she hid in a corner, resenting Xie Jingzi for being ddleso and giving her such a fright.

Seeing that no one was paying attention to her anymore, she peered out, her eyes scanning around—but with such a large and bustling campus, how could she tell if Brother Zhou had arrived?

Furthermore, since the school was open for three days, she had no idea when Brother Zhou would co!

Could it really be a fruitless effort?

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