Why did the system take my request to take photos with a cosplayer seriously?

"Hey... the boss is really something."

Lin Man smiled wryly, her tone carrying a profound meaning.

The plane landed in Hong Kong in the evening.

Lin Man booked a hotel in Kowloon, an executive suite on the 38th floor, with the dazzling lights of Victoria Harbour outside the window.

Wen Shu stood by the window, gazing quietly into the distance, without moving for a long time.

Lin Man took two sets of clothes out of her suitcase and unfolded them: "Here, try them on."

Wen Shu turned around and took the clothes.

One outfit is a light gray suit dress with a clean, tailored cut. The other is light gray wide-leg pants paired with a silk shirt, simple and elegant.

"This is... for me?"

"Otherwise what? You wouldn't want to go to a client meeting in a T-shirt and jeans, would you?"

Lin Man stuffed the clothes into her hands and patted her shoulder: "Go try it on."

Wen Shu picked up the clothes, went into the dressing room, and closed the door.

A few minutes later, the door opened.

The navy blue suit dress fit her perfectly, with the hem falling two fingers above her knees, revealing a section of her calves.

Her hair was still in a high ponytail, which didn't quite match her clothes, but she looked much more energetic than before.

Lin Man looked him up and down.

"good."

"Something feels off..."

"There's nothing we can do about it. You're just like your sister, with a baby face that never grows up."

Lin Man joked as she supported Wen Shu's waist.

"Stand up straight!"

Wen Shu subconsciously straightened her back.

"Tuck your chin in a little."

Wen Shu did as instructed.

"Open your shoulders."

Wen Shu then stretched her shoulders back.

Lin Man walked behind her, reached out and untied her ponytail, letting her long hair fall down. She then combed it a couple of times with her fingers, gathered it to one side, and revealed her slender neck.

"That's much better."

Lin Man took two steps back and tilted her head to check the effect: "It's just that the eyes are still a bit lacking."

"Eyes?"

"Well... although you and your sister have very different personalities, your eyes are exactly the same, making you seem too innocent."

Lin Man joked, "It gives people the feeling that you'll agree to anything no matter what you're told."

Wen Shu pouted. In the past, she always felt that she and Wen Jing were quite different, but after all, they were sisters...

"you see me."

Lin Man met Wen Shu's gaze.

"Learn from me, don't open your eyes too wide, like this... yes, just like that. Raise your chin slightly, don't tense up, relax."

Wen Shu began to imitate Lin Man, adjusting her facial expressions.

"It's still too deliberate."

Lin Man shook her head: "This can't be rushed, you have to practice slowly."

Wen Shu was disheartened.

……

The next morning at 6:30, Wen Shu was woken up by her alarm clock.

I opened my eyes and stared blankly for several seconds before I remembered that I was in Hong Kong.

I didn't go to bed late last night, but I felt inexplicably nervous and tossed and turned for a long time before finally falling asleep.

After washing up and changing her clothes, Wen Shu went to Lin Man's room and knocked on the door.

"Come in."

Lin Man had already tidied up and was sitting in front of the makeup mirror applying her eyebrows.

She wore a black suit dress, her hair was neatly styled in a bun, and she wore a pair of small pearl stud earrings.

"sit."

Wen Shu sat down beside her.

Lin Man took an eyebrow pencil out of her makeup bag and handed it to Wen Shu. "Try it first."

Wen Shu took it, tried it on in front of the mirror, and didn't know where to start.

"Your eyebrows are already in good condition, so there's no need for major changes."

Lin Man took the eyebrow pencil and lightly drew a few strokes on her eyebrows: "Just touch up the tail of the eyebrow a little, don't draw it too thick, or it will look fierce."

Wen Shu looked at herself in the mirror and suddenly felt a little unfamiliar.

Lin Man picked up another lipstick and gently dabbed it on her lips.

"This shade is a mauve color, it suits all skin tones, and it's perfect for young people to use every day."

Wen Shu pursed her lips. Lin Man's adjustments were not many, but they were like the finishing touch, changing her entire temperament and reducing her youthful student air by more than half.

"All right."

Lin Man put down her lipstick: "Let's go, come with me to meet a client."

The client arranged to meet in an office building in Central.

Lin Man walked ahead, her high heels clicking steadily on the marble floor.

Wen Shu followed half a step behind her, her palms slightly sweaty.

The elevator reached the 36th floor, the doors opened, and the receptionist stood up and greeted us with a smile.

"Miss Lin, this way please."

The two were led into a small conference room. The Hong Kong skyline was visible through the floor-to-ceiling windows, and sunlight reflected off the glass curtain wall, making Wen Shu dizzy.

About five minutes later, a man in his forties pushed the door open and came in.

"Miss Lin, it's been a long time."

"Mr. Li, it's been a long time."

"And this is...?"

"My assistant, Xiaowen."

Mr. Li nodded and didn't ask any further questions.

Wen Shu didn't quite understand the content of the meeting. It was about things like investment direction, project progress, and expected returns. She probably learned about those things when she went to school.

Lin Man remained composed and eloquent throughout the entire process.

Over time, Wen Shu couldn't help but admire him.

It's worth noting that Lin Man graduated from a teachers' college with a major in educational mathematics, not finance. To have reached this level, she must have put in a lot of hard work.

She also noticed that Lin Man always looked directly at the other person while speaking, without looking away or flinching.

Even when the other party raised questions, she tilted her head slightly, a faint smile playing on her lips, as if repeatedly asking, "Are you sure?"

After the meeting, the two walked out of the office building.

The sun was a bit strong, so Lin Man took out sunglasses from her bag and put them on.

"how do you feel?"

"How does it feel?"

"What was it like when you first met a client with me?"

"Um……"

Wen Shu thought about it seriously and said, "I think Sister Lin Man, you are very amazing."

"Don't flatter me."

Lin Man chuckled: "Tell me the specifics."

"When you first came in, the guy surnamed Li kept looking at you. I guess like most men, his first impression was that you were too beautiful and charming, Sister Man."

Wen Shunian said, "But he didn't dare to show it, much less pretend...giving people the impression that he had lustful thoughts but no courage to act on them."

"Tell me, why doesn't he have the guts?"

"Is... Sister Man, you seem too confident?"

Wen Shu continued her analysis: "This will give him a sense of pressure, making him afraid of being misunderstood by you, which could cause the cooperation to fall through."

Lin Man nodded, her face showing satisfaction at the prospect of her child being teachable.

She concluded, "Men have a scale in their hearts when pursuing women. They will often first assess their own conditions and how much they are willing to pay. If your external qualities make a man's internal assessment of the cost too high, ninety percent of them will back down."

Wen Shu's expression once again became thoughtful...

Lunch was at a Western restaurant in Central.

Wen Shu picked up the knife and fork, her movements somewhat clumsy. She didn't eat Western food often, and each time she did, she felt awkward.

Lin Man, on the other hand, was quite natural, cutting the steak with fluid movements, occasionally taking a sip of red wine.

"Xiao Shu".

"Ok?"