Quick Transmigration Female Supporting Character: Male God, Please Lie Down

Another colleague, his face flushed red, chimed in.

"I have one advantage over you guys: I never talk nonsense!"

Milan rolled her eyes at them, picked up her coffee cup, and left.

Li Chunlan, speaking in her hometown dialect, muttered a curse under her breath.

Another colleague, her face flushed with anger, lowered her head and remained silent, continuing to edit the photos.

Qian Xiaole kept her head down the whole time, focused on her work, as if everything happening around her had nothing to do with her.

"Excuse me, are there any experts here?"

At that moment, a pretty and lively girl walked in, dressed head to toe in designer brands.

Her manner of speaking was quite good, and she seemed rather gentle.

Li Chunlan raised her eyes and glanced at it, then lowered her head again and continued doing her work.

They're all too busy to have time to take photos of the young lady.

"I can help you!"

As soon as Qian Xiaole saw what she was wearing, he knew that this person must be someone of status.

She will not give up any opportunity.

After saying that, she quickly stood up.

"You!!"

The young woman walked up to Qian Xiaole and looked at her table, which was piled high with things. Suddenly, she felt embarrassed to speak.

"I heard there's someone in your department named Huang Qingyou, where is she?"

The young lady looked at Qian Xiaole and asked quietly.

"There—"

Upon hearing this question, Qian Xiaole felt a surge of anger.

In what ways can I not compare to her?

Even though her heart was in turmoil, Qian Xiaole appeared very calm, with a slight smile on her lips.

Of course, if you look closely, you'll notice that her smile has become somewhat stiff.

"Thank you! Keep up the good work!"

She thanked Qian Xiaole again before walking towards Huang Qingyou.

Huang Qingyou had just come out of the tea room, holding a cup of milk tea in her hand. She had just reached her seat when she saw a girl walking towards her.

Are you Huang Qingyou?

she asked.

"Yes, that's me. May I ask... what do you need me for?"

Huang Qingyou looked at the girl in front of her, who was covered in Chanel, and thought she didn't recognize her.

"My name is Gao Yue, and I need your help with something!"

Gao Yue leaned closer to her and whispered.

"Hmm? What's going on?"

Huang Qingyou still didn't know who she was, but she had nothing to do at the moment and was just waiting to get off work.

You have to keep this a secret!

Gao Yue leaned closer to her and whispered something.

"Ah."

Huang Qingyou nodded.

Gao Yue's face flushed slightly, as if she was embarrassed. Under Huang Qingyou's calm gaze, she still calmly took out her phone.

"Could you place my photo next to this person?"

Gao Yue handed the phone to Huang Qingyou.

“That’s fine, but… if you want it to be completely seamless, you’ll have to take another photo. He’s wearing a white shirt, so you should wear light-colored clothes too.”

Huang Qingyou looked at the person in the photo. He was a very handsome man, wearing dress pants and a white shirt, sitting in front of a piano.

He had a graceful figure, and a slight smile played on his thin lips.

He's the kind of guy who makes you feel incredibly comfortable.