Chapter 4 — Trainee Shreds Dress For 8 Million Yuan, Asked For Compensation Right On The Red Carpet

Can't say a single word. On the other side. Giang Man sat on the sofa, calling someone on the phone. Her voice was deliberately lowered. But his face became more and more unsightly. She's starting to find someone to clean up this mess.

"Mr. Tran, there was a misunderstanding with Kieu Kieu."

"That's right, about the tuxedo."

"Le Duong refused to let it go, and even demanded to check the surveillance cameras."

The other end of the line said something. Giang Man raised her head to look at me.

"General Manager Tran told you to go see him."

General Director Tran. Full name is Tran Khai Minh. General Director of Tinh Dieu Communications. He has always been close to Giang Man. I picked up the documents I borrowed from the formal dress. Tong An An immediately followed. But Giang Man raised his hand to block it.

"You don't need to go."

Tong An An was impatient.

"I'm a modeling assistant."

"Why can't I go?"

Giang Man replied coldly:

"Because your rank is not enough."

Tong An An was about to continue arguing. I took a look at the girl.

"Stay here."

"Watch the dress."

Lam Kieu Kieu immediately hugged her chest.

"What do you mean?"

"Watch the dress?"

"Are you afraid I'll run away?"

I looked at the silver bead that had just fallen at her feet.

"I'm afraid you'll take the scissors again."

Lam Kieu Kieu's face immediately turned red. Twenty-ninth floor. Office of the general director. Tran Khai Minh sits behind the desk. Between two fingers there is still a cigarette. In the ashtray, three filters were extinguished.

"Le Duong, sit down."

I don't sit. As soon as Giang Man walked in, she opened her mouth first.

"Mr. Tran, I've told you everything."

"Kieu Kieu is still young and doesn't understand things."

"Just got the wrong dress and then fixed it up a bit."

"Now Le Duong insists on calling people from the brand and Tham Tri Y team over."

"If this matter really becomes a big deal, what should the ceremony be like tonight?"

Tran Khai Minh looked at me.

"What do you think?"

"Follow the contract."

He put out his cigarette in the ashtray.

"Contracts are dead things."

"Human beings are the only living things."

"So what about Tham Tri Y's red carpet?"

"What about Van Doan Gia's side?"

"I will negotiate myself."

"What about compensation?"

Giang Man immediately interjected:

"Advanced company."

"Then resolve it internally."

I looked at her.

"How to resolve it internally?"

Giang Man's voice immediately stiffened.

"Le Duong."

"What's the point of you hanging on to this?"

"You are the director."

"The salary is not low."

"Do you have to ruin a trainee's future?"

I looked at her.

"Was it me who destroyed her?"

"She just graduated."

"How to understand what haute couture is?"

"You know he doesn't understand."

"And yet we still leave the dress in the shared shaping room."

"You inherently have problems in management."

Tran Khai Minh tapped lightly on the table.

"Le Duong."

"You are also responsible for this matter."

I nodded.

"I am responsible for preservation."

"She's responsible for ruining it."

"Distributed according to the contract."

Giang Man slammed the table.

"Do you have to corner Kieu Kieu?"

Tran Khai Minh frowned.

"Le Duong."

"Don't act on your emotions."

"Tonight's ceremony is a big company event."

"What you should do now is save Tham Tri Y's appearance."

"Not clinging to a little girl and not letting go."

I put the file on the table.

"I can handle the shaping part."

"But she has to apologize."

"And yes Sign to confirm that you destroyed the formal dress."

Giang Man burst out laughing.

"What happens after signing?"

"Let me take that piece of paper and slap the 8,000,000 yuan compensation on his head?"

"It was she who cut the dress."

"Where's the evidence?"

I looked at Tran Khai Minh.

"Check the cameras."

Tran Khai Minh did not respond immediately. Giang Man immediately said:

"Today is the day of the awards ceremony."

"If you want to extract the camera, you have to go through all the procedures."

"Now the inspection will affect the entire work."

That moment. I understand. It's not like they don't know the truth. It's about wanting to prolong the truth. Continue until the red carpet ends. Until public opinion explodes. Until the brand holds the custodian responsible. By then... Lam Kieu Kieu will just be a young girl who doesn't understand things. Giang Man will become the new employee's protector. Tran Khai Minh will be a leader who knows how to put the big picture first. Will turns into a styling director who lost a dress worth 8,000,000 yuan. I collected the file.

"Then I won't do it anymore."

Tran Khai Minh's face immediately darkened.

"What did you say?"

"Red carpet styling by Tham Tri Y."

"I don't accept."

Giang Man seemed to have just heard the most ridiculous thing in the world.

"Do you dare?"

I looked straight into her eyes.

"If everyone feels that changing dresses is a very simple matter."

"Then change it yourself."

Tran Khai Minh stood up.

"Le Duong!"

"The company trained you for so many years."

"Now are you using tonight's ceremony to threaten the company?"

I glanced at the wall of honor behind him. It was filled with photos of artists walking onto the red carpet.

"The company trained me?"

"Before I joined Tinh Dieu..."

"Tinh Dieu's artist was ridiculed by netizens for three consecutive years."

"Who pulls the reputation back one event at a time?"

"In your heart you understand better than anyone else."