Chapter 622: Blood Clan Loyal Butler vs. Godly Lady 51
Quan Jiu glanced at Lance who was standing obediently beside him. The man was like a wooden stake, not a talkative person. As long as you didn't call him, he could stand alone quietly until the end of time.
"Where's the suit I bought you?"
She looked at his windbreaker. After knowing that there was a banquet, she specially asked someone to make him a handmade suit.
Lance pursed his lips: "I don't like wearing it."
It's very tight to wear.
Quan Jiu didn't force it: "Okay, I won't buy it for you next time."
Lance breathed a sigh of relief. He didn't like such lively occasions. Instead of attending a party, he would rather sleep in the tree house for a day.
Wang Hemiao was not familiar with Lance, he only knew that he was a newly hired employee of Quanjiu:
"Your employee has quite the personality."
Others are eager to wear the most expensive skirts and try their best to get into the upper class.
Quan Jiu gave him a warning look: "Don't even think about poaching people.
Wang Hemiao's little thoughts were seen through by her, and he scratched his head embarrassedly:
"It's all because you have such good taste. The housekeeper and the staff are all more handsome than each other. How about you recruit someone for me next time?"
Ji Chushu: "Just forget it. Employees may not appreciate a careless boss like you."
Wang Hemiao was unhappy: "Little girl, do you know how to speak? I am not arrogant and approachable..."
Ji Chushu immediately retorted, and the two of them, wearing suits and dresses, started bickering like elementary school chickens.
On the contrary, Quanjiu was busy. The Xier family only had a branch in China, and the old man would never come. As the eldest granddaughter of the Xier family appeared in City C for the first time, many company leaders were happy to chat with her.
When Lu Zhiyao came back, he saw a scene where Quan Jiu was surrounded by people. Except for Ji Chushu, all of them were men without exception.
Chen Peisi looked at Lu Zhiyao who came back safely, a hint of doubt flashed in her eyes. She looked curiously at the door where Du Kangjie was thrown out. The door was quiet and deserted, and no one was making trouble.
What's going on?
Du Kangjie was thrown out in public, and they really don't pursue the matter?
"I guess I went home to find my dad."
Chen Peisi's friend Xie Wan laughed out loud. As the little princess raised by the Xie family, Xie Wan was one of the few people who dared to provoke Du Kangjie.
Chen Peisi looked absentmindedly at the man surrounded by stars through the red wine.
The emcee quickly invited Lu Zewen and Quanjiu to the stage to cut the ribbon and officially announced the news of the cooperation between the two companies.
Everyone's eyes were fixed on the man and woman on the stage. Xie Wan wasn't interested in Lu Zewen. She sat at the bar, leisurely shaking her red wine glass. When she had a moment, she would glance at the stage...
At this glance, her brows furrowed.
She stared at Quan Jiu's dress for a long time, her brows furrowed tighter and tighter.
Chen Peisi: “What’s wrong?”
Xie Wan: "I've seen this dress before..."
Chen Peisi: “???”
She didn't understand what she meant. As a daughter of a wealthy family, who hasn't seen a dress?
Xie Wan: "When I was studying in Country Y, I went to Charles's private residence."
Chen Peisi was shocked: "Charles, is he the designer with a weird personality and extremely high demands?"
"right."
Charles is a world-renowned fashion designer. He became famous at a young age, had an eccentric personality, and only designed one piece a year.
Whenever a piece of clothing comes out, a large number of wealthy ladies and celebrities would place reservations. However, faced with so many buyers, Charles remained unmoved and insisted on making only one piece of clothing. Once the piece of clothing came out, it became a one-of-a-kind piece in the world.
Chen Peisi heard that there was a private clothing exhibition hall in the designer's private residence, which was full of items designed by Charles that were not for sale. It was also a clothing paradise that many women dreamed of.
"You mean, this dress she's wearing might be related to Charles?"
Xie Wan shook his head, looking at Quan Jiu with a hint of disappointment in his eyes:
"It's not a possibility, it's a certainty. I've seen the same dress she's wearing in Charles's private residence."
The woman had no resistance to beautiful clothes, and she immediately asked to buy the dress, but Charles refused.
She still refused to give up and offered a high price, but Charles shook his head and said:
"Not for sale means it is priceless in my heart."
Xie Wan returned home in disappointment. The dress she couldn't buy became a thorn in her heart.
Chen Peisi finally figured out the whole story:
"So you're saying that the dress she's wearing is a high-quality fake made by someone who saw Charles's work?"
Xie Wan: "Well, the original version of this dress is called Rose Manor. There is no low-end luxury version in China, and the one she is wearing is almost exactly the same as the one in the Charles Pavilion."
She knew that the Xier family was rich, but there were some things that could not be bought with money.
Chen Peisi's eyes flickered slightly, looking at the business elite who was showing goodwill to Quan Jiu, she said disdainfully:
"She dared to wear pirated clothes on such an important occasion. Is she sure no one has ever seen the original clothes?"
Xie Wan heard the subtlety in her tone and looked back at her:
"Today is a collaboration between the Xier family and the Lu family. Don't cause trouble."
Chen Peisi perfunctorily lowered his head and stirred the ice in the glass with a straw:
"knew."
…………
After stepping down from the stage, Quan Jiu returned to his seat, but unexpectedly, Lu Zewen followed him.
Wang Hemiao and Ji Chushu have temporarily stopped fighting. They pulled Lu Zhiyao aside and asked him questions. Lance sat quietly with his eyes closed to rest.
Seeing Lu Zewen coming over, Ji Chushu and Wang Hemiao became nervous. They were not familiar with this boss of City C.
Instead, Lu Zewen sat down on the single sofa to the left of the two of them in a familiar manner.
There was a small dining table in front of the sofa with a bottle of champagne on it, right at the other end of the table, farthest away from Lu Zewen.
Lu Zewen didn't want to move. He glanced at Lance, who was closest to Champagne, and said lightly:
"Lance, pour me a drink."
Lance was used to following his orders, and his body reacted before his brain. He reached forward and gripped the mouth of the bottle with his fingertips.
At this moment, Quan Jiu spoke slowly:
"Lance, put the bottle down."
Lance looked at her puzzledly: "?"
Quan Jiu repeated again: "Put down the bottle."
Lance hesitated for a moment, looked at Lu Zewen sitting across from him, and finally slowly loosened his grip on the bottle.
This was the first time he disobeyed his orders.
The corners of Lu Zewen's mouth drooped, and the laziness in his eyes faded away.
"How long have you been out? You don't even listen to this?"
Lance pursed his lips, a struggle visible in his eyes.
Quan Jiu leaned on Lu Zhiyao's shoulder, covering his mouth and laughing:
"What are you talking about, Mr. Lu? Lance is my man, so he only obeys my orders, right, Lance?"
She gave him a look.
Lance hesitated for a moment, observing Lu Zewen's reaction, and nodded:
"Um."
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