Superstar's Development Diary
Chapter 32: The Marginalized Work Life

Chapter 32: Chapter 32: The Marginalized Work Life

He Jinxia’s eyebrows raised, was she being bullied because they thought she was a pushover?

Fine, since they were so shameless, she would return the favor in their own way!

He Jinxia took a deep breath, grabbed the employee’s clothing and pulled back, causing the unsuspecting person to stagger a few steps backward; she then immediately used her large body to stand forward.

The employee, infuriated, started to push and shove He Jinxia, "What do you think you’re doing, huh? Was it necessary to hit someone just for cutting in line?!"

"Look at my neck, just now that clothing choked me, and my neck is all red!" the person cried out loudly, while He Jinxia stood her ground, unmoved.

The surrounding people murmured among themselves, and seeing that yelling at He Jinxia did nothing, the employee closed their mouth and stood behind her in line, seething with anger.

Finally, it was He Jinxia’s turn.

After printing out that thick stack of documents, the employee mischievously stepped ahead to the printer to take the documents, looked down at them, and raised an eyebrow.

"I was wondering why these documents were so thick, turns out it’s a city construction bidding document, here, Xia Jinhe, for you."

He Jinxia reached out her hand, and just as the employee was about to hand them over, they suddenly loosened their grip, and a stack of papers scattered all over the floor, with the order of pages completely mixed up, and some sheets flying off to other places.

The employee’s mouth hung open in surprise, watching the scene unfold: "I’m so sorry, my hands just slipped."

They apologized to He Jinxia, but the expression on their face didn’t carry a hint of regret, with the corners of their mouth involuntarily curling up in smugness.

He Jinxia coldly watched her.

The employee turned their head, noticed that their own documents had finished printing, and quickly ran to pick them up.

He Jinxia looked down at the documents scattered on the ground, her fists slightly clenched, and she bent down to pick up the papers, one by one.

This scene was eerily familiar to one in the script.

The people around whispered to each other, "Xia Jinhe looks pretty pitiful, should we help her?"

"Help what, mind your own business!"

"She really is big, feels like she could count as two of us."

...

He Jinxia felt a suffocating frustration within her, and she quickly gathered her things and left the printing room. After sorting out the page order, she handed them to the employee in A-3 section.

The employee flipped through the documents, frowned, and said, "You’re too slow, the papers are all wrinkled, I asked a colleague to print for me, and she finished a long time ago. Take these documents and dispose of them yourself!"

With that sentence, they dismissed He Jinxia’s efforts entirely.

The documents were carelessly thrown onto the desk, some sheets falling to the floor, and He Jinxia once again squatted down to pick them up.

Her eyes grew colder, and the anger in her heart rose steadily; she took a few deep breaths before managing to control her emotions.

Complaining was useless; no one would listen to her explanations. Being late was late; they only cared about results.

Fighting back was even more pointless, and it could cost her job.

At this moment, she truly understood the difficulties and exclusion that overweight people encountered in the workplace. She also realized why Director Dong had said her previous performances lacked spirit and were too stiff.

The best way to understand a person is to touch the life they have experienced.

Time slipped away quietly, and soon it was time to clock off in the evening.

He Jinxia could never beat the aging clerks in the same area when it came to leaving work, and at this company for three days, she was always the last one left to clean up.

She quickly picked up the trash from the floor, even taking the time to mop it, before going out and taking the stairs up to the third floor.

Arriving on the third floor was like entering another world.

He Jinxia pulled off the mask she was wearing, and Luo You approached her with concern, asking, "How about it, did you make any progress today?"

She paused in her steps, turned her head to look at Luo You, and a faint smile curled the corners of her lips. Her words were calm, but they carried a powerful confidence.

"Brother Luo, don’t worry, trust me."

"Good, that’s the confidence I want to see!" came the voice of Director Dong Qiin, who walked over with a smile on her face.

"You never said that these past few days you’ve been here, but today you’re suddenly so confident. Looks like you’ve had some breakthroughs?" she asked.

He Jinxia nodded thoughtfully and said, "I think I’m beginning to understand the kind of Chen Xiaohui you have in mind."

Director Dong sighed, "In just three days you’ve had a bit of an epiphany, that’s quick."

"From the first time I met you, I felt you were a slow-burn type, with a quiet temperament. Such a temperament has a flaw, which is that it makes it hard for you to get into character, so I didn’t really want you to play Chen Xiaohui."

"But Xiuxiu insisted on having you play her. She believes in your potential. When it comes to judging people, I really trust Xiuxiu. Because you are reserved, Xiuxiu suggested that I have you pretend to be a mute to temper yourself in the workplace, and now it seems, this method is quite effective."

He Jinxia, realizing this idea came from the demure scriptwriter, couldn’t help but twitch the corners of her mouth, true to the saying that looks can be deceiving.

She said, somewhat exasperated, "Director Dong, you don’t know how torturous it’s been not being able to speak. It’s very inconvenient."

Director Dong patted her shoulder, seemingly unfazed, and said, "You have a reserved nature; to get you into character faster, you need to be even more frustrated than Chen Xiaohui in the script. This is for your own good."

"Besides, even if you could speak, what would that entail, having a big fight with someone? The consequence of a quarrel is getting fired, and the last thing large companies are short of is grassroots staff. There are many people vying for even a cleaner’s position!"

"In the script, there’s a part where Chen Xiaohui resigns from the company four times because she’s looked down upon and can’t stand it. If she quits again, no company would dare hire her, so she has to endure."

After thinking for a moment, Director Dong continued, "Remember how you’re feeling right now, and when we start shooting the film, you’ll be able to get into character more quickly."

He Jinxia: "...Alright."

Sometimes, He Jinxia felt that compared to her, Director Dong was always in a state of crazed immersion in her role, seeing and connecting everything with the protagonist, Chen Xiaohui.

What imprisoned her unrestrained thoughts and prevented them from being expressed was her body that did not resemble Chen Xiaohui at all...

Otherwise, He Jinxia wouldn’t be surprised if Director Dong would roll up her sleeves and play the lead herself.

"Here’s your nutritional meal for today." The nutritionist, who revealed two adorable fangs when she smiled, walked over and handed He Jinxia a pristine white porcelain dish.

Judging solely on the art of food plating, He Jinxia would definitely give the nutritionist top marks.

But when it came to taste, she felt... well, she thought she would never want to touch it again for the rest of her life.

Good looking doesn’t necessarily mean good tasting, after all!

Hunger prevented He Jinxia from being picky, and she quickly ate the flavorless nutritional food from the plate. The nutritionist then brought her a bowl of precut fruit.

The fruit saved her numbed taste buds, and each time He Jinxia finished her nutritional meal and started on the fruit, she had a feeling of "the world is still wonderful"—like someone who had survived a disaster.

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