55 Curly Hair

The company had been registered, and there was news from Lin He’s side. She had discussed it with Mrs. Zhu, but she still had to go through the process.

Qu Zhi’s mood was at its peak.

Her daily task now was to find and hook up with some potential customers according to the most complete contact list in Jiang City. She would practice her self-advertizing words, and after she was done, she could start to pull in business.

It was quite easy to get business. All she had to do was to explain her background, strengths, and sell herself to the other company. That was what Qu Zhi had thought in the beginning.

However, it was not that easy to do so! Her hands were shaking when she dialed the number Lin He had given her.

She encouraged herself inwardly. It’s okay. It’s just a phone call. Besides, she had memorized this script many times. No one could be more familiar with it than her.

However, when the other party picked up the phone, Qu Zhi’s voice trembled uncontrollably. She suddenly forgot her lines, but fortunately, she had written a script in advance and persevered through it.

Even though Lin He was the middleman, this was her first business deal after all, so she was nervous.

Sisi stared at her mother with her round eyes. She had never seen her mother like this. She pouted and was about to cry.

Qu Zhi’s heart was beating fast. If there was no response from this call, it would be even more difficult to accept future orders.

Fortunately, after the other party understood the situation, they arranged a time and place to discuss business before hanging up. Qu Zhi quickly carried Sisi up and gently patted her back. “Sisi, be good. Mommy is working.” The small and soft Sisi in her arms quickly calmed down.

It was really heart-wrenching for her to have started observing the adults’ expressions at such a young age.

Although she wasn’t very familiar with it, she had succeeded in the first step, so the stone in her heart was finally put down.

While she was consoling Sisi, she suddenly felt a little defeated. She had prepared for so long, but her efforts were still defeated by panic. She had to continue practicing.

She carried Sisi to the bathroom to wash the milk stains on her face. At this time, she saw herself in the dressing mirror.

She realized that she was still very young. Her skin was white and tender, her face was pretty, and her black hair looked gentle and quiet. She was a typical housewife.

In a few years, this kind of gentleness would become a yes-man, obedient and without any dignity.

She used to read Chuchu’s book when she was free. She remembered that there was a sentence in the book that Chuchu had drawn with a blue pen. She had drawn two lines. At that time, she was nearly 50 years old, but after reading it, she cried uncontrollably.

She remembered that the book was called “Rose rouge et rose blanch1”, she could even recite that sentence now: “Perhaps every man has had two women like this, at least two. After marrying the red rose, as time went by, the redness on her face became like a mosquito’s blood on the wall, and the white rose was still the bright moonlight in front of the window. If you marry a white rose, her white is like a grain of rice stuck on your clothes, and her red is a cinnabar mole on your heart.”

She had given all her youth and gentleness to Liang Wen and her child, thinking that her softness was like a rose. In the end, it turned into rice grains and mosquito blood. Not only was it worthless, but Liang Wen and her child also felt disgusted by her.

Qu Zhi looked at her reflection in the mirror. She had casually tied up her hair with a hairpin and dressed up in a relaxed manner. She shook her head hard.

She didn’t seem like a person who could close a deal in one go. She was too soft and not swift enough.

At this moment, an idea came to her mind. She wanted to cut her hair to shoulder length and permed it. She would look like a typical Jiang City’s beauty in a poster, fierce, charming, and deadly mysterious.

Qu Zhi grabbed a handful of hair and compared it to her hair. She felt that it should be pretty good.

Her nose bridge was prominent, and her eyebrows and eyes were pretty. Even if they were damaged, they could hold them up and not look too ugly.

She did as she said!

When she got her hair cut in the barber’s shop, even Qu Zhi herself was shocked.

It wasn’t an exaggeration to say that she could totally be a model for a studio. She was so beautiful in the mirror that she felt a little unfamiliar with herself.

The owner of the barbershop looked at her shiny, curly hair as if he was looking at a piece of art and praised her. He didn’t expect his ordinary haircut to be so successful.

This hairstyle really matched her current aura. She was strong but had a charm. She had a distant aura but was natural and unrestrained. She didn’t drag her feet at all.

When she walked out of the barbershop, she could feel the people on the road gasping at her back.

She raised her head even higher, and a confident smile appeared on her lips.