Chapter 3 — Trainee Shreds Dress For 8 Million Yuan, Asked For Compensation Right On The Red Carpet

Giang Man coughed lightly.

"On the phone, who knows if she's looking for someone to act or not."

I didn't pay attention to her. Just continue to ask the other person:

"May I ask if the brand will send someone to the scene tonight?"

"Our communications director and legal counsel are currently on their way to Tinh Dieu Communications."

"Expected to be there before three o'clock in the afternoon."

"Ms. Tham Tri Y's team will also conduct a formal uniform inspection at the same time."

"Alright."

"Thank you."

I hung up. In the shaping room, there was only the sound of coat hangers gently hitting each other. Lam Kieu Kieu stood up from the chair. The smile on his face was stiff.

"Miss Duong..."

"I really didn't know this dress was so expensive."

"I saw it hanging there so I thought it was an old thing no one used anymore."

Tong An An rushed in from outside the door. The girl who had been holding it in for so long finally couldn't hold it in anymore.

"On the dust bag, it clearly says 'Specialized Tri Y'."

"There's also a label 'No alterations' on the collar."

"Are your eyes for show?"

Lam Kieu Kieu's face immediately turned red.

"You're just an assistant."

"Who let you in?"

Giang Man also glanced at Tong An An coldly.

"There's no place for you to speak up here."

Tong An An was about to open her mouth to scold me again, but I raised my hand to stop her.

"There's one more thing."

I looked towards Lam Kieu Kieu.

"I think I need to make it clear to you two."

"This dress is not simply expensive."

Lam Kieu Kieu raised her head.

"Tonight at seven o'clock, Tham Tri Y will step on the red carpet."

The expression on Giang Man's face finally changed. The three words "Tham Tri Y" in the entertainment world have never been a normal name. She is the most famous beauty queen of Tinh Dieu Communications today. Also the penultimate character of tonight's awards night. If she has an accident on the red carpet... Hot search will definitely explode. If the representation contract is canceled. The whole company will be dragged into the hole together. Giang Man picked up the bag. The tone softened a bit.

"Le Duong, don't make this a big deal anymore."

"The dress ended up like this anyway."

"You're the visual director."

"Think of a way to save it."

I looked at her.

"How to save?"

"Don't you still have a lot of dresses in your hand?"

"Change to another set."

"The Van Doan Gia side designated 'Ngan Ha'."

"Then tell the brand to temporarily change the style."

Giang Man lowered his voice.

"You've been wandering around the world for many years."

"Don't tell me I can't handle this."

Lam Kieu Kieu also immediately chimed in.

"That's right, sister."

"If you're so good, there will definitely be a way."

"I really didn't mean it."

Tong An An was so angry that he slammed the registration book on the table.

"Not on purpose?"

"When you hold the scissors to cut the dress, your hands are very steady!"

Lam Kieu Kieu immediately changed her voice to choking.

"I said I don't know."

"Why do people keep forcing me?"

"Do you think I'm new to the company so you want to put all the responsibility on me?"

I looked at the destroyed "Milky Way" on her body.

"Placing responsibility?"

Lam Kieu Kieu sniffled.

"That's right."

"Who knows if this dress was already damaged before?"

"When I got married, I thought the skirt of the dress was too long."

"How to walk without tripping."

"You're kind enough to shorten it."

"Who knows, maybe it's because you didn't preserve it carefully and then you want to find someone to take care of it for you what?"

Giang Man immediately grabbed that sentence.

"Le Duong, what Kieu Kieu said makes sense."

"It's not like he's the only one who can go into the shaping room."

"You can't put all the responsibility on one intern."

Tong An An was so angry that his eyes turned red.

"Mr. Giang, don't you feel guilty after saying that?"

"It was she who posted the photo in the group chat!"

Giang Man didn't even look at the girl.

"The photo just proves she was wearing the dress."

"Not being able to prove it is what ruins it."

Lam Kieu Kieu seemed to have just grabbed a lifeline. She nodded continuously.

"That's right."

"Who knows, maybe by the time I wear it, it's already ruined."

I picked up the glass of water on the table. The water has cooled down. Giang Man paused.

"Okay what?"

"I think you two make sense."

I put the cup down.

"Then wait for Tham Tri Y's brand and team to arrive."

"Everyone check the surveillance cameras together."

Lam Kieu Kieu's face immediately turned pale. She unconsciously reached out to touch the part of her waist where the beads fell off. Giang Man's voice was cold.

"Le Duong."

"There's no need to embarrass each other in front of outsiders."

"I'm the deputy chief."

"I'm the one responsible for preserving the dress."

Giang Man stared at me.

"Are you sure you have to confront me?"

I picked up the phone. Open the company chat group. Lam Kieu Kieu's selfie photo is still there. Messages of praise have exceeded ninety-nine plus. I brought the phone screen in front of her.

"It's not like I want to confront you."

"But she herself gave the knife for everyone to see."

Half past one in the afternoon. A circle of people stood outside the shaping room. The news spread faster than a red carpet livestream.

"I heard that Lam Kieu Kieu cut a dress worth 8,000,000 yuan."

"Is it real or fake?"

"Isn't she President Jiang's niece?"

"I saw the pictures."

"Actually, the repair is nice."

"What's the use of being beautiful?"

"The problem is, what should Tam Tri Y wear tonight?"

Hearing the gossip outside, Lam Kieu Kieu rushed forward and slammed the door.

"What are you looking at?"

"Don't you have anything to do?"

It was quiet outside for exactly a second. Then there were a few soft laughs. Lam Kieu Kieu turned around and looked at me. His face was both angry and frustrated.

"Ms. Le Duong."

"Are you satisfied now?"

"The whole company is looking at me like a joke."

I calmly replied:

"I posted the photo myself in the group of five hundred and twelve people."

"I'm just kidding!"

"The scissors are also a joke?"

Lam Kieu Kieu choked.