Chapter 21 — Trainee Shreds Dress For 8 Million Yuan, Asked For Compensation Right On The Red Carpet

After Tran Khai Minh's old case was investigated, Minh Thai Thoi Trang's books were also turned over. Over the past few years, many red carpet incidents of Tinh Dieu have hinted at this company's cheap supply. The artist wears the wrong size. At the last minute, the thread of the wedding dress came undone. Fake jewelry borrows the name of the real thing. Previously, everything was reduced to small, insignificant errors. But this time... No one can overcome it anymore. Tinh Dieu's interim board of directors proposed restructuring the entire imaging system. Van Doan Gia only said one sentence.

"Le Duong is still there, cooperation can still be discussed."

It was those words that made the board of directors have no choice but to invite me back. In the meeting room on the top floor. The new interim president sits in the center. His attitude is much more polite than Tran Hong Vien.

"The company hopes you will return to run the imaging center."

"Condition."

The opponent was not surprised.

"Please speak."

"The imaging center must have an independent budget."

"All gowns and jewelry going in and out of the warehouse must be public records."

"Any level of management is not allowed to move arbitrarily."

"The artist coordination department has no right to interfere with image selection."

"Every haute couture set entering the company must have two people sign for it."

"The entire process must be documented."

The interim president nodded.

"Tong An An promoted to supervisor and image coordinator."

Tong An An almost jumped out of his chair.

"Miss Duong..."

I don't look at the girl. The interim president turned over the document.

"She is still quite young, her experience is not deep enough."

I calmly said:

"The scar on her forehead is much cleaner than other people's so-called experiences."

No one in the meeting room objected. The interim president was silent for two seconds. Then nodded.

"Duong Duyet transferred to the plastic department, probationary period for three months."

Duong Duyet, sitting in the back row, immediately raised his head. The interim president continued to nod.

"Final condition."

Everyone looked at me at the same time.

"Tinh Dieu must publicly apologize to teacher Manh Tuyet Chau about the old Milky Way case."

"It's not like vaguely saying you're sorry."

"It's not a misunderstanding due to the years being too far away."

"It's an official apology for the warehouse management that year being irresponsible and causing harm to the creators."

The interim president was silent. This incident has gone on for too long. Once publicly apologize. It's like admitting the stains in Tinh Dieu's past. Tan Man sat next to him without saying anything. Tham Tri Y was also present. Manh Tuyet Chau did not come. She said she didn't want to see a bunch of people using flowery words to cover up their shame. I looked at the interim president.

"If this condition is not accepted."

"I won't go back."

In the meeting room, someone spoke in a low voice:

"Miss Le, the old case is still..."

I glanced at that person. He immediately shut his mouth. The interim president asked:

"If the company apologizes, will Mr. Manh accept it?"

"She may not accept it yet."

"But you have to say it."

Tham Tri Y said:

"What Tinh Dieu needs right now is not face."

"It's about making others believe again from the beginning."

That sentence just ended. The entire meeting room fell silent. The interim president nodded. Three days later. Tinh Dieu Communications published the main apology letter awake. Seriously apologize to teacher Manh Tuyet Chau for the management error in the Milky Way costume warehouse fire twenty-three years ago. At the same time, we apologize to all the creators because over the years, the company has not been able to put the truth back in its rightful place. After the notice is posted. Manh Tuyet Chau did not immediately respond. She posted a photo. In the photo is the remaining fabric of the burned-out Milky Way. Next to it is a sketch of the stitching to restore the Tinh Ha Doan Tinh version. The caption has only one sentence.

"Fire can burn a thread, but it cannot burn a needle."

Below the post. Many older embroidery artists, designers and stylists left comments one after another. Someone said:

"Finally waited for this apology."

Someone said:

"It turned out that that year, Mr. Manh did not withdraw on his own, but was forced to leave."

Someone said:

"Fortunately, Tinh Ha is still there."

Tong An An read the comments. Crying and refusing to accept it.

"I just got dust in my eyes."

Duong Duyet handed over a tissue.

"There's no thread in the shaping room that flies that high."

Tong An An glared.

"You just came in and you already know how to turn it back on?"

Duong Duyet seriously replied:

"Thank you for teaching me well."

The two immediately quarreled. I stood by the window. Look at the traffic below. The phone suddenly rang. It was Tan Man calling.

"Le Duong."

"The first event of the Van Doan Gia non-heritage red carpet plan has been finalized."

"Organization for which artists?"

"Not an artist."

She stopped for a moment.

"It's teacher Manh Tuyet Chau."

I was stunned. Tan Man continued:

"She wanted to wear the same clothes she made."

"One step on the red carpet."

"It's not because of the brand."

"It's not because of the stars."

"But for yourself."

I looked at the sketch of Tinh Ha on the table. No hesitation.

"I accept."

The day of the non-heritage red carpet planning press conference took place. The chosen location is the City Museum of Fine Arts. No pretentious light panels. There was no loud screaming from the fans. But there was a lot of media coming. Manh Tuyet Chau sat backstage. On her body is a dark blue ao dai. That outfit was made by her own hands. Not as brilliant as Tinh Ha. Only the cuffs and hem of the shirt hide fine silver threads. She looked at herself in the mirror. Slightly frowned.

"I was this age."

"What about going on the red carpet?"

Tong An An immediately said:

"Master Manh."

"Today I'm the boss."

Duong Duyet immediately added:

"It's even more axial pressure than axial pressure."

Manh Tuyet Chau laughed and scolded her:

"These two little girls."

"Everyone's mouth knows how to comfort people."

Today Tham Tri Y also came. She is not a guest. But the person who will walk the first half of the red carpet with Manh Tuyet Chau.

"Master Manh."

"The appearance that teacher owed to himself that year."

"Today we make up for it."

Manh Tuyet Chau gently stroked his sleeve.

"Tang girl."

"Is the collar too high?"

I stepped forward. Help her adjust her collar to make it flat.

"Low."

"You don't need to hide today."

She looked at me. His eyes wavered slightly.

"I've been hiding for many years."

I said softly:

"No more hiding today."

The press conference begins. Tan Man went on stage first. Introducing Van Doan Gia's non-heritage red carpet plan. Tham Tri Y stepped up. Tells about the time Tinh Ha was saved with the version "Doan Tinh Re Birth." The stage lights softened. On the big screen. Silver threads appeared. Each needle point. Each tear. Each part of the galaxy that had been cut off. Then it was sewn back together. Not hiding the injury. Not denying the pain. But turning everything into a new beauty. Under the stage. Many people were silent. Some people had red eyes. I stood in the backstage. Watching Manh Tuyet Chau slowly stand up. She raised her hand to adjust her sleeve. Then walked towards the light. It was not her standing on the side. behind the dress. But she became the one seen by the light.