Chapter 1425 The Clothes Belong to Me
Xiao Peng and Swan were chatting happily on the balcony.
Although Swan and Billy are brothers, they have completely different personalities.
Billy is a typical "naughty kid", while Swan is a very consistent image of an "older brother" in film and television works. He has a steady personality, well-spoken manners and is knowledgeable. It is a very comfortable thing to chat with him.
After chatting for a while, Xiao Peng actually forgot that he wanted to cut him down, and instead thought that Marin would be a good choice to be with him...
To be honest, the bankers in these investment banks are no ordinary people!
They were chatting happily on the small balcony, but it was a different story inside the cocktail party, where the atmosphere was very tense.
"Where did this wild girl come from? Why is she so unruly? Why is she running around?" A woman in a black evening dress said angrily.
The one she called "wild bully" was Qiqi. She was holding a small plate with pastries in it. When they collided just now, the woman's clothes were stained with pastries.
Qiqi was frightened, her face tense as she whispered, "You bumped into me... Can't I help you with your clothes?"
"Compensation? Can you afford to compensate for my clothes? Do you know how much my clothes are worth?" The woman with the cake on her body said angrily, "My clothes were designed and made for me by Master Jean-Paul Gaultier! How can a street vendor like you compare to them?"
When she said this, many women around her looked at her with envy. The woman noticed the looks of the people around her and became proud.
Jean-Paul Gaultier is a renowned French designer. Madonna's shocking cone bra was designed by him, and he has also created costumes for numerous films, including "The Fifth Element" and "Léon: The Professional." He has even won an Academy Award for Best Costume Design. He is incredibly well-known in French fashion circles, and having him design a custom evening gown for her is truly something women in the room envy.
The argument here attracted a lot of attention. After seeing this, the woman not only didn't feel that she was wrong, but her expression became even more smug. She was much taller than Qiqi to begin with, and she looked down at Qiqi condescendingly: "A high-end cocktail party like this is not the place for a wild girl like you! Look around, how many people look like starving ghosts like you? You, such a vulgar person, coming here is an insult to the place!"
"Who the hell are you talking about!" Jelena, who came rushing over after hearing the news, protected Kiki behind her and cursed.
The woman was stunned when she heard this and looked at Jelena. "Where's the security here? That starving guy just now was already an insult to a place like this, why is there such a vulgar and barbaric person?"
Yelena was furious: "Who the hell are you talking about?"
"Whoever says something bad will get into trouble!" The woman shrugged. She didn't believe anyone would start a fight in such a place. Sarah, a Parisian socialite, had never seen these people before her before. For her, who frequented high-end places every day, "strange faces" and "incompetent" were basically synonymous.
Jelena didn't care about that and raised her hand to hit the woman, but her hand was grabbed by someone behind her. She turned around and saw that it was Kasim who was holding her hand, with Pascal and Ilka standing next to him.
"Kasim, let go! I must beat her today!" said Jelena.
Pascal said, "Jelena, let me handle this. Ilka, you stay with Jelena and Kiki."
After hearing this, Ilka called Jelena and Kiki aside. Pascal looked at Sarah and asked, "How much are your clothes worth?"
After hearing this, Qiqi said, "Pascal, she was the one who bumped into me just now!"
Pascal waved his hand: "It's okay, just tell me how much this dress is worth!"
Sarah snorted coldly, "Haven't you heard? This dress of mine was custom-made for me by Master Jean-Paul Gaultier for this party!"
"Then it has its value." Pascal said calmly: "Just name a price."
Sarah was stunned. She looked Pascal up and down - another unfamiliar face.
Pascal is not Fabian. Fabian is at least a more famous "documentary director" in the film and television industry, while Pascal is just a otaku who likes collecting things. His chance of appearing on screen is even lower than Xiao Peng's!
Sarah looked at Pascal and snorted coldly, "How can art be measured by money? You really have to ask the price? Fine, this dress is one million euros!"
Someone at the scene couldn't help but exclaim in surprise. Jean Paul Gaultier's designs were famous, but they weren't really that expensive. With some connections, you could get a custom piece for no more than €150,000. Even the most high-end custom pieces wouldn't cost more than €300,000 or €500,000. And the piece Sarah was wearing clearly didn't fall into that category; it was €100,000 at most. And Sarah just asked for a million?
Pascal smiled and shook his head after hearing this: "Isn't it possible to measure it with money? Doesn't it still have a price?"
He took out his checkbook, filled in the amount, tore off a piece of paper and handed it to Sarah: "You can call to confirm its authenticity!"
Despite Pascal's words, no one at the scene doubted the authenticity of the check: How could anyone forge a credit card in such an environment? They were simply afraid of not being able to go to jail!
"Hiss." The sound of inhaling cold air was heard again at the scene.
It was already surprising that Sarah quoted a high price, but it was even more surprising that Pascal signed the check without even a frown.
After Sarah took the check and examined it to make sure it was genuine, she became timid. "Well, since you seem so sincere, let's just leave it at that. Those wild girls you brought with you should be careful, not everyone is as easy to talk to as I am!"
After she said that, she turned and was about to leave.
At this moment, Pascal suddenly said, "You can't leave!"
"What are you doing?" Sarah stopped.
Pascal pointed directly at the clothes she was wearing and said, "You can't leave wearing my clothes. You accepted my check, and now this dress is mine!"
Sarah was shocked when she heard this and asked, "What did you say?"
"You heard it!" Pascal said calmly, "Everyone saw me buy this dress! Are you going to leave wearing my dress?"
"You don't give me any face at all?" Sarah took a deep breath.
Pascal said to Kasim, "Kasim, do me a favor. If she wants to leave, please leave her clothes for me! Oh, it doesn't have to be complete."
After hearing this, Sarah said hysterically: "I want to leave now, let's see who dares to stop me!"
She wanted to leave after she finished speaking, but Kasim had already blocked her way.
Everyone at the scene was stunned. This is serious!
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