Chapter 390: She’s the Boss
Translator: End less Fantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
The newcomer was none other than the assistant who had traveled from Jackdom with Ding Ziqiu. He worked for Qiyan Studio’s boss.
As his words echoed in the hall, everyone stared agape at Rong Qi.
The assistant cast a fleeting glance towards Rong Qi, intending to say something more, but saw her subtly shake her head at him.
Chagrined, he closed his mouth. His gaze oscillated between Rong Qi and Ding Ziqiu, leaving everyone baffled.
After a moment of palpable silence, exclamations of surprise erupted in the grand hall.
“So, she’s actually wearing the real thing?!”
Not just the onlookers, but even Qiyan Studio’s own staff were dumbfounded.
Whether it was genuine or not was secondary, the primary concern was whether their studio’s dresses truly bear this hidden authentication mark. And if even Qiyan Studio’s internal team was unaware of that, how did Rong Qi know?
Zheng Zhixuan was equally stunned, rooted to her spot. She thought, ‘Didn’t that person discreetly promise that if I exposed Rong Qi for wearing a fake at the banquet, Rong Qi would be utterly disgraced? What was going on? How could she possibly be wearing the genuine piece?’
Gu Yuyan was also momentarily disoriented. She turned her head towards Ding Ziqiu, who looked equally bewildered.
The gown had been under Ding Ziqiu’s safeguarding all along; even its disappearance had escaped his notice. This certainty was precisely why he had been so convinced that Rong Qi was wearing a counterfeit.
Now, with the arrival of the assistant, Ding Ziqiu’s heart sank.
‘Did the boss know about this incident? Could he even keep his job? The last thing the boss tolerated was someone who caused trouble.’ Ding Ziqiu thought.
At this moment, Ding Ziqiu felt regret seeping in. He shouldn’t have risked his job at Qiyan Studio for a measly 500,000 yuan by taking part in this farce of a banquet.
Ding Ziqiu’s eyes darted anxiously to the assistant and asked, “So, this gown is actually from our studio?”
The assistant rubbed his head, “Yes.”
“Wasn’t the gown with me? When did you take it to Miss Rong?”
The assistant said, “It was this afternoon, not long after you left.”
Fury and chest pain washed over Ding Ziqiu. He had left the gown in the hotel that afternoon while he went to meet Zheng Zhixuan. His eyes locked briefly with those at the center of the hall before he lowered his gaze, scrambling for a way out.
However, just then, everyone heard Zheng Zhixuan’s distorted, resentful voice ring out, “So what if the gown is real? Rong Qi ruined Qiyan Studio’s gown! Even Mr. Ding just confirmed that it was Qiyan Studio’s boss’s competition piece. She will surely be held accountable!”
Seizing the moment, Ding Ziqiu chimed in, “Yes, the lady is correct. Ye Zhi, please contact our legal department. We at Qiyan Studio will seek compensation from Miss Rong for the dress.”
Ye Zhi sighed, “Mr. Ding, perhaps you should keep your mouth shut. Qiyan Studio’s affairs are not your concern; you don’t need to wave its banner around like this.”
Ever since Qiyan Studio was established, every designer has kept to their own affairs, working diligently on their designs. Ding Ziqiu was the only one to make such a fuss.
Yet, Ding Ziqiu’s face turned ashen. He said, “I am protecting Qiyan Studio’s interests. Miss Rong ruined our gown. What are we supposed to tell the boss?” “Compensation will certainly be sought,” Ye Zhi conceded.
However, before the smiles could fully blossom on the faces of Ding Ziqiu and Zheng Zhixuan, Ye Zhi continued, “But, how can the boss compensate for ruining her own gown? What should she compensate for?”
Ye Zhi was at a loss for words for Ding Ziqiu..
Chapter 390: She’s the Boss
Translator: End less Fantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
The newcomer was none other than the assistant who had traveled from Jackdom with Ding Ziqiu. He worked for Qiyan Studio’s boss.
As his words echoed in the hall, everyone stared agape at Rong Qi.
The assistant cast a fleeting glance towards Rong Qi, intending to say something more, but saw her subtly shake her head at him.
Chagrined, he closed his mouth. His gaze oscillated between Rong Qi and Ding Ziqiu, leaving everyone baffled.
After a moment of palpable silence, exclamations of surprise erupted in the grand hall.
“So, she’s actually wearing the real thing?!”
Not just the onlookers, but even Qiyan Studio’s own staff were dumbfounded.
Whether it was genuine or not was secondary, the primary concern was whether their studio’s dresses truly bear this hidden authentication mark. And if even Qiyan Studio’s internal team was unaware of that, how did Rong Qi know?
Zheng Zhixuan was equally stunned, rooted to her spot. She thought, ‘Didn’t that person discreetly promise that if I exposed Rong Qi for wearing a fake at the banquet, Rong Qi would be utterly disgraced? What was going on? How could she possibly be wearing the genuine piece?’
Gu Yuyan was also momentarily disoriented. She turned her head towards Ding Ziqiu, who looked equally bewildered.
The gown had been under Ding Ziqiu’s safeguarding all along; even its disappearance had escaped his notice. This certainty was precisely why he had been so convinced that Rong Qi was wearing a counterfeit.
Now, with the arrival of the assistant, Ding Ziqiu’s heart sank.
‘Did the boss know about this incident? Could he even keep his job? The last thing the boss tolerated was someone who caused trouble.’ Ding Ziqiu thought.
At this moment, Ding Ziqiu felt regret seeping in. He shouldn’t have risked his job at Qiyan Studio for a measly 500,000 yuan by taking part in this farce of a banquet.
Ding Ziqiu’s eyes darted anxiously to the assistant and asked, “So, this gown is actually from our studio?”
The assistant rubbed his head, “Yes.”
“Wasn’t the gown with me? When did you take it to Miss Rong?”
The assistant said, “It was this afternoon, not long after you left.”
Fury and chest pain washed over Ding Ziqiu. He had left the gown in the hotel that afternoon while he went to meet Zheng Zhixuan. His eyes locked briefly with those at the center of the hall before he lowered his gaze, scrambling for a way out.
However, just then, everyone heard Zheng Zhixuan’s distorted, resentful voice ring out, “So what if the gown is real? Rong Qi ruined Qiyan Studio’s gown! Even Mr. Ding just confirmed that it was Qiyan Studio’s boss’s competition piece. She will surely be held accountable!”
Seizing the moment, Ding Ziqiu chimed in, “Yes, the lady is correct. Ye Zhi, please contact our legal department. We at Qiyan Studio will seek compensation from Miss Rong for the dress.”
Ye Zhi sighed, “Mr. Ding, perhaps you should keep your mouth shut. Qiyan Studio’s affairs are not your concern; you don’t need to wave its banner around like this.”
Ever since Qiyan Studio was established, every designer has kept to their own affairs, working diligently on their designs. Ding Ziqiu was the only one to make such a fuss.
Yet, Ding Ziqiu’s face turned ashen. He said, “I am protecting Qiyan Studio’s interests. Miss Rong ruined our gown. What are we supposed to tell the boss?” “Compensation will certainly be sought,” Ye Zhi conceded.
However, before the smiles could fully blossom on the faces of Ding Ziqiu and Zheng Zhixuan, Ye Zhi continued, “But, how can the boss compensate for ruining her own gown? What should she compensate for?”
Ye Zhi was at a loss for words for Ding Ziqiu..
