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

She burst into tears. Rushed to hug Giang Man.

"Aunt Giang save me."

"If your father knew about this, he would beat you to death."

Giang Man's clothes were pulled until they were wrinkled. She reluctantly spoke up:

"Director Qin."

"Compensation can be negotiated."

"There's no need to push things to that extent."

Tan Man looked at her.

"Of course we have to negotiate."

"But negotiate with whom."

"We still have to see the evidence."

Tran Khai Minh immediately interjected.

"Then look at the camera first."

Lam Kieu Kieu's crying suddenly stopped for half a beat. I see it very clearly. She secretly glanced at Giang Man. Giang Man's finger was still on the bag. The tip of the fingernail continuously taps the skin. The two of them... Are hiding something. The monitoring room is located in basement B1. A crowd of people crowded inside. The security captain played the recording of the twenty-seventh floor hallway of that morning. On screen. 11:38 a.m. Lam Kieu Kieu appeared. She poked her head around and looked around the front door of the imaging room. Confirmed there is no one. Then just walk in. 11:44 a.m. She pushed a clothes rack out. On the hanger is a black dust bag. The white label on the outside is clearly visible. Specialized Tri Italian Examiner. Van Doan Gia. In the surveillance room. Lam Kieu Kieu suddenly shouted:

"I can't see the label!"

"I'm nearsighted!"

Tong An An immediately responded:

"When taking selfies, you can see clearly."

No one laughed. Because the next image is even scarier. The camera recorded the scene of Lam Kieu Kieu dragging a dust bag into the temporary changing room next to the women's restroom. 11:58 a.m. She took the sewing scissors and walked in. 12:06 p.m. She walked out. On his body was a crushed version of "Ngan Ha". Then he stood in front of the hallway glass. Posing for a selfie for three minutes. Tan Man's face became colder and colder. Lawyer Nghiem continuously records the time. Tran Khai Minh was so addicted to drugs that he unconsciously reached into his pocket. But halfway through, it slowly fell down. Right at that moment. Giang Man spoke again:

"The camera only proves that Kieu Kieu fixed her dress."

"It doesn't prove that he knew the dress was of great value."

I turned to look at her.

"Does Mr. Giang still want to protect her?"

Giang Man replied:

"I'm just telling the truth."

Lawyer Nghiem raised his head.

"Knowing or not knowing the value."

"Doesn't change the fact that the dress was ruined."

Lam Kieu Kieu burst into tears.

"I don't have money to pay for it!"

"Forcing me to death is useless!"

Giang Man immediately continued:

"Director Qin."

"She can't afford compensation."

"Tinh Dieu Communications is willing to bear part of the responsibility."

"But 8,000,000 yuan is unrealistic."

"The dress is ruined."

"Or let's each give a step."

Tan Man asked:

"Give in how?"

Giang Man looked at Tran Khai Minh.

"Tonight's awards ceremony will still take place as usual."

"Tham Tri Y wears a spare dress."

"The Milky Way is damaged."

"Our company compensates 500,000 yuan for repair costs."

"In the future, continue to devote more media resources to Van Doan Gia."

"And Lam Kieu Kieu..."

"The company will handle internal discipline."

Tong An An couldn't listen anymore.

"500,000 yuan?"

"That's a dress worth 8,000,000 yuan!"

Giang Man coldly glanced at her.

"What does an assistant like you know?"

But Tan Man completely ignored Giang Man. She turned to look at Tham Tri Y. Tham Tri Y and Ms. Dam is also standing in the monitoring room. Ms. Dam immediately spoke up:

"We do not accept."

Giang Man was impatient.

"If we cancel the red carpet now."

"Tri Y doesn't benefit anything."

"How will the outside media write?"

"Saying she's arrogant?"

"Say she ran away at the last minute?"

Ms. Dam smiled coldly.

"So let her wear a cheap dress on the red carpet."

"So the media won't write anything?"

Giang Man gritted her teeth.

"Le Duong can be saved."

All eyes were on me. Even Tran Khai Minh spoke up.

"Le Duong."

"Now the company needs you."

Sounds great. When you need someone to take responsibility. I'm the director of shaping and mismanagement. When you need someone to save you. I became the person the company needed again. I looked at him.

"If you want me to handle it, that's fine."

"But first we have to come up with a solution."

Tran Khai Minh frowned.

"What plan?"

"Lam Kieu Kieu must publicly apologize."

"Admitted to arbitrarily taking and cutting the formal gown."

"Giang Man is her direct relative and also a manager."

"Must withdraw from the entire process of handling the case."

"The company fully coordinates with the brand in compensation."

Giang Man immediately objected:

"No way!"

Lam Kieu Kieu also shouted:

"I'm not sorry!"

"If you apologize, will you have the face to stay at the company in the future?"

Tong An An smiled coldly.

"Do you still want to continue staying at the company?"

Lam Kieu Kieu pointed straight at me.

"Le Duong!"

"You're just jealous of me!"

"You're afraid that wearing this dress tonight will steal Tham Tri Y's glory, so you deliberately ruined me!"

Several employees standing in front of the surveillance room looking at each other in confusion. Someone couldn't bear it and said in a low voice:

"Is she crazy?"

Lam Kieu Kieu heard it. Immediately turned around and shouted:

"What do you know?"

"Aunt Giang said I'm very photogenic!"

"I will sign an artist contract later!"

"Le Duong is just afraid that I'm more famous than her!"