Jiang Can and Huo Zhixing rushed to the new clothing event overnight.
The new product launch is scheduled for tomorrow morning, but during a routine inspection tonight, staff discovered that over a dozen haute couture gowns were damaged to varying degrees. While the holes weren't particularly large, they significantly affected the aesthetics and rendered the gowns unusable.
And at first glance, it was clearly vandalized intentionally.
Jiang Can remained calm and carefully examined each piece of clothing before asking, "Weren't these clothes delivered three days in advance? Didn't you check them carefully at the time?"
"At the time, the chief designers of each brand personally delivered them, and even the vehicles used for transportation were bulletproof. Our people also carefully inspected them when they arrived, and there were no flaws!"
Huo Zhixing's face darkened, and he immediately ordered someone to retrieve the surveillance equipment.
"Can Can, don't worry." He hugged her and whispered, "This venue has the best security in the entire city of Manchester. If someone really did sabotage it, the surveillance cameras would definitely have captured it."
Jiang Can frowned, "But the press conference is tomorrow..."
"Tomorrow's press conference is temporarily canceled." Huo Zhixing said in a deep voice, then took out his phone and called his secretary, "Pass the word that the launch of the new haute couture dresses will be postponed, with the specific date to be determined."
"husband……"
Jiang Can nervously tugged at his sleeve.
The launch of new haute couture gowns is also part of international fashion weeks and is highly valued by all sectors.
The designers of these dresses are all internationally renowned figures.
However, if this press conference is ruined at Fu's company, not only will they lose face, but they will also have to pay huge compensation.
"It's okay." Huo Zhixing held her cold little hand. "The press conference is just postponed, it's not canceled. Even if we lose some money, it doesn't matter."
"But my wife's health is the most important thing. I can't let this affect me, right?"
Jiang Can looked at him with mixed feelings. "I am the general manager of this project, and I should bear this responsibility."
"Don't be afraid." Huo Zhixing smiled gently and pulled her into his arms. "With your husband here, no one will dare to make things difficult for you!"
Jiang Can almost cried, "The board members will make things difficult for you!"
"Let them do what they want." Huo Zhixing gently pinched her nose. "I'll take responsibility and bear the losses. As for the rest, let them say what they want!"
"husband……"
Jiang Can buried her face in his chest; his scent reassured her, and the sound of his heartbeat gave her a sense of security.
"Young Master Huo," the secretary rushed over, "the surveillance footage is not easy to check, it will probably take some time."
"Um."
"And... how do we appease the designers from various brands?"
"I can handle this." Huo Zhixing narrowed his eyes and looked at Jiang Can.
He stroked her cheek and gave her a loving smile. "Wife, go home and rest early. Don't overthink things, go to sleep!"
"And what about you?"
“I’ll stay here. The designers will be here soon. I’ll negotiate with them, coordinate the time, and discuss how to make up for this.”
"I'll go with you!"
"No!" The man frowned slightly. "You and your son rest well. Leave everything here to me!"
Not only did he need to discuss solutions with the designer, but he also had to stay there and wait for the results from the surveillance footage.
He already had a general idea of who the troublemaker was, but he still needed a definitive answer.
"Wife," he gently kissed her cheek, "have you forgotten who I am?"
"Huh?" Jiang Can didn't react for a moment.
Huo Zhixing's lips curled slightly, and he whispered in her ear in a magnetic voice, "I'm your Superman!"
Jiang Can paused, then her eyes suddenly welled up with tears.
“My dear Mrs. Huo, Superman is right in front of you now. Is there anything you wish for me to do?”
"I..." Jiang Can thought for a moment, "I want you to not overwork yourself and to go home and rest early!"
"Alright." Huo Zhixing smiled. "Superman obeys!"
...
The next morning, Huo Zhixing told her the results of their discussion the previous night.
The press conference can be postponed, but it cannot be delayed for too long. Otherwise, Fu's Group will not be able to explain itself to its shareholders, nor will it be able to establish itself in the fashion industry in Manchester and even the whole of the UK.
Jiang Can looked at him and said it so casually, but she couldn't help but feel sorry for him—he must not have told her how much pressure he was under when facing those confrontational board members, and how much patience he had to put in when dealing with those picky designers.
He will always be her Superman. No matter what happens, he will always stand behind her and protect her well.
Jiang Can bit her lip and asked him softly, "Have you found the surveillance footage yet?"
Huo Zhixing's eyes darkened, and he took out his phone.
The surveillance video is only one clip, which clearly shows a man wearing a baseball cap sneaking into the venue and then sneaking out like a thief.
"I've found him," Huo Zhixing sneered. "When I found him, he was just about to leave the country!"
"She's my aunt's person, right?" Jiang Can guessed it immediately.
Huo Zhixing put his arm around her shoulder and patted her gently twice.
"Don't worry, I'll settle this score with her properly," he said in a deep voice, "but not now."
"Yes, I understand." She pursed her lips. "This is a crucial moment for the press conference, and we don't have much time left. Let's get through this first, and then we can talk about other things!"
Huo Zhixing looked at her and smiled.
Having a wife who is incredibly intelligent is great; she speaks effortlessly and understands the implications of things instantly.
“But with the dress damaged like that, it would be too late to redo it,” he said. “These haute couture pieces are all handmade, and the materials used are extremely exquisite. It takes two to three months to make one.”
Jiang Can frowned and pondered for a long time.
In the afternoon, she gathered the designers to discuss and try to find a feasible solution.
However, none of these chief designers are easy to deal with.
After an entire afternoon, not a single feasible suggestion was offered.
Jiang Can was feeling anxious. The meeting room was stuffy, so she went outside to get some fresh air, only to see Tang Yilan walking towards her.
Tang Yilan knew she was extremely busy and was very worried, so she rushed over as soon as the class ended.
"Can Can, how's the research going?"
Jiang Can shook his head in frustration.
Tang Yilan hugged her, intending to comfort her, but then noticed that her eyes were fixed on the small lucky bag on her chest.
"this……"
"Oh," Tang Yilan smiled shyly, "Ye Chen said that this lucky bag can be hung around the neck, so I hung it up now."
The embroidery on the lucky bag is of the highest quality, with the elegant peony outlined in gold, exuding a strong oriental charm.
Jiang Can's eyes lit up, and she smiled excitedly.
"I understand... I know what to do with these ripped dresses!"
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