When the female supporting role has a beauty system

Chapter 1069 Shengnan 1
There is no limit to the number of beginner missions. Although the previous world also had beginner missions, Tan You had to work hard every night, and it was by no means easy.

Therefore, after submitting her task, Tan You drew another beginner-level task and planned to go on vacation for a while. However, Tan You didn't expect that an accident would occur during her time travel. It was also her fault for being careless, thinking that beginner-level tasks were all a piece of cake.

Therefore, she hadn't even looked at the mission details before setting off, and had come completely in the dark. Who could have imagined that she had lost the original owner's memories of the future? In other words, Tan You could only see the original owner's memories of the past. From this moment on, Tan You no longer had a "prophet," and she had to face everything on her own.

The beauty system flew to Tan You's ear: "Host, are you worried?"

Tan You chuckled: "There's nothing to worry about. In fact, the world has been changing since the moment I arrived. Whether I have these memories or not is not important."

"Often, once you've made a significant change in your life, past memories become less relevant."

Seeing that Tan You wasn't worried, the beauty system put aside its concerns and started circling around her. Tan You poked it over with one finger, but the little puppy wasn't angry; it just quietly nestled on Tan You's shoulder this time.

Looking at the computer screen in front of her, and then at the performance records and job requirements, Tan You immediately matched it with the original owner's job: the head of the human resources department, a typical seasoned veteran in the workplace.

Although she had never done human relations before, Tan You found it quite interesting after careful study. Around 5:30, her colleagues in the office gradually left, and Tan You began packing up the original owner's belongings.

A girl next to her suddenly leaned over and said, "Xiao Jiang, you're acting a little strange today. Usually, you start packing your things before 5:20."

Tan You paused, then smiled and said, "I have something to do tonight."

My colleague nodded, his smile suddenly becoming somewhat ambiguous: "A blind date?"

Tan You rummaged through the original owner's memories and shook her head slightly, saying, "No, I ate with my roommates."

My colleague stood up disappointedly: "Oh, I see. Xiao Jiang, you're almost 30. You should take advantage of this time to find someone. After 30, it'll be others choosing you."

Tan You's smile remained unchanged: "Sister Sun, we're almost late for the subway."

"Yes, yes, I have to catch the subway," sure enough, the colleague next to me, who exuded a motherly aura, couldn't stand still and ran into the elevator with her bag.

Tan You lowered her brows and chuckled softly. The dinner with her roommates that night was just an excuse, but she really had to be careful about the two roommates the original owner shared the apartment with, so that no one would notice anything amiss.

By the way, I need to find a way to shut down the original owner's sexist parents. Let's start by cutting off this month's "tribute" (a form of financial support). Can you believe that a woman who has been working for seven years doesn't have a thousand yuan in savings?

When Tan You saw the original owner's savings account in the afternoon, she was so angry that she laughed.

Sure enough, they're still spoiled!
Back in the original owner's rented apartment, Tan You merely raised an eyebrow at the sight of the high-quality replica dresses, bags, and jewelry before beginning her secondhand clearance sale. The original owner, Jiang Shengnan, was vain and concerned with appearances; she gave most of her salary to her family and poured the rest into these kinds of things.

Because they were well-maintained, these items were about 70-80% new. After Tan You posted them in the original owner's trade-in group, people quickly inquired about the price. After agreeing to meet in person after get off work the next day, Tan You began working on the original owner's career planning.

Human resources is a field where the future is pretty predictable, and Tan You has always preferred challenges; stability is never on her radar. However, she now has no choice but to continue because finding a job is incredibly difficult these days.

If you have the opportunity, you should start your own business.

Unfortunately, starting a business requires initial capital. While it's not impossible to build a business from scratch, it's difficult to achieve results quickly. It took Tan You a full week to clear out all the high-quality fakes belonging to the original owner. After clearing them all out, the originally cramped rented room looked much more spacious.

Where once piles of shoes and bags stood, now a sewing machine and a small workbench remained. On the other side were various fabrics, and Tan You sat in front of the sewing machine, beginning her unique custom-made pieces in this world.

"Jiang Jiang, I bought a watermelon, want to eat together?" A lively voice rang out while Tan You was focused on cutting fabric. It was Xia Ji, the original owner's roommate.

Tan You didn't even look up: "You guys eat first, I have some things to do, I'll come out later."

"Okay, I'll put it in the fridge for you." Summer was in high spirits, showing no disappointment at being rejected. She skipped and hopped to put the watermelon in the fridge, then hugged it and snuggled up on the sofa in the living room.

Just listening to the sound of the sewing machine in the cubicle, Xia Ji couldn't help but frown. Did Jiang Jiang know how to make clothes before?

Around nine o'clock, Wu You, another roommate, finally returned. As soon as she got back, she collapsed onto the sofa: "I'm so tired. I'm still an intern and I have to work overtime every day. I can't take it anymore."

"What's the sound?"

Summer lowered her voice: "Jiang Jiang is using the sewing machine. Does Jiang Jiang know how to use a sewing machine?"

Wu You immediately became interested: "Let's go take a look! I've never seen anyone use a sewing machine before."

She wasn't tired at all now, and pulled Xia Ji over to knock on Tan You's door; "Jiang Jiang, can we come in?"

Just then, Tan You cut the thread and heard the monk say in a slightly upturned voice, "Come in."

The two of them opened their mouths wide as they entered: "Jiang Jiang, this place feels so empty! Where are your clothes, shoes, and bag? Didn't you say these were your battle robes?"

Tan You unfolded the shirt in her hand: "Those are all high-quality fakes, and it would be easy for people to spot them if they were out. It's better to make my own by hand, a truly personalized custom-made piece."

Summer asked, seemingly skeptical, "Jiangjiang, you used to learn sewing?"

A hint of nostalgia flashed in Tan You's eyes: "I've learned a bit. Youyou just got off work? Are you interns this busy?"

Wu You sat on Tan You's small bed: "Yeah, I'm super busy. I just joined the company, so of course I have to make a good impression."

Tan You didn't say anything about showing off; she simply picked up the fabric next to her again and started cutting. After making that shirt, Tan You knew her skills hadn't declined.

In that case, she will be able to save a lot of money on clothing expenses in the future.

The two girls sat in Tan You's room for a while before going about their own business. Xia Ji went to watch dramas and eat snacks, while Wu You attended an online meeting.

After cutting up all the fabric pieces, Tan You began to wash up and rest. Not having memories of the future wasn't a big deal; she was capable of handling it anyway.

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