Li Xiaoqiang, faced with the gazes of these ladies all focused on him, sheepishly scratched his head and said, "Well, sisters, aren't you putting me on the spot here? You're all great beauties, aren't you?"
Qiaoqiao squinted her eyes and said, "No, not all beauties are created equal. You have to rank us."
After Qiaoqiao finished speaking, the other women all quickly agreed, "Exactly, exactly, you've already complimented Xiaoxiao like that. If you don't compliment us too, it's like you're looking down on us."
Realizing they were giving him a hard time, Li Xiaoqiang, with no other choice, started to work his silver tongue, lavishly praising each one: "The boss needs no introduction. With both brains and beauty, a woman like her could make others envious—not just women, but us men as well. The boss is widely acknowledged as one of the hospital's three great beauties. Her beauty is there for all to see and is surely beyond dispute."
