Quick Transmigration Goblin: Don't tease, the villain is turning black

Chapter 617
Quan Jiu glanced at Lance who was obediently standing aside, the man is like a stake, he doesn't talk much, as long as you don't take the initiative to call him, he can stand alone forever.

"Where's the suit I bought you?"

She looked at his jacket, and when she knew there was a banquet, she specially ordered a handmade suit for him.

Lance pursed his lips: "I don't like wearing them."

It's too tight to wear.

Quan Jiu didn't force himself: "Okay, I won't buy it for you next time."

Lance breathed a sigh of relief. He didn't like such a lively occasion. He would rather sleep in the tree house for a day than attend the banquet.

Wang Hemiao is not familiar with Lance, he only knows that he is an employee just recruited by Quan Jiu:

"Your staff is quite individual."

Others can't wait to wear the most expensive skirts, and want to get into the upper class if they squeeze their heads.

Quan Jiu gave him a warning look: "Don't try to poach people.

She saw through Wang Hemiao's petty thoughts, and she was embarrassed to scratch her head:
"It's all because of your good eyesight. The housekeeper and the staff are more handsome than the other. Why don't you recruit people for me next time?"

Ji Chushu: "That's it for you. Employees are not rare for a boss like you who is fooling around."

Wang Hemiao was not happy: "You little girl, can you talk? I have no airs, I am approachable..."

Ji Chushu immediately turned back, and the two wore suits and dresses, and began to bicker like a primary school chicken.

On the contrary, Quan Jiu is getting busy. The Seale family only has a branch in China, and the old man will not come here at all. As the eldest granddaughter of the Seale family, it is the first time to show up in City C. Many company principals are willing to chat with her. A few words.

When Lu Zhiyao came back, what he saw was a scene full of people around Quan Jiu, except for Ji Chushu, all of them were men without exception.

Chen Peisi looked at Lu Zhiyao who came back intact, and a look of doubt flashed in her eyes. She looked curiously at the gate where Du Kangjie was thrown out. The gate was quiet and cold, and no one was making trouble.

what 's wrong?
Du Kangjie was thrown out in public, so he really shouldn't be held accountable?

"I guess I went home to find my father."

Chen Peisi's friend Xie Wan sneered, 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 was absent-minded, looking at the man surrounded by stars through the red wine.

The master of ceremonies soon invited Lu Zewen and Quan Jiu to the stage to cut the ribbon, officially announcing the news of their cooperation.

Everyone's eyes were fixed on the pair of men and women on the stage. Xie Wan was not interested in Lu Zewen. He sat on the bar and shook his glass of red wine leisurely. When he had time, he glanced at the stage...

At this glance, she frowned.

She stared at Quan Jiu's dress for a long time, and the frown became tighter and tighter.

Chen Peisi: "What's wrong?"

Xie Wan: "I've seen this dress..."

Chen Peisi: "??"

She didn't understand what she meant, as a wealthy daughter, who hasn't seen a dress?
Xie Wan: "When I was studying in country Y, I went to Charles' private house."

Chen Peisi was stunned: "Charles, is that the designer who has a weird personality and a lot of demands?"

"Correct."

Charles is a well-known fashion designer at home and abroad. He became famous at a young age and has an eccentric personality. He only designs one work a year.

Whenever a work comes out, there are a lot of wealthy ladies who make reservations, but in the face of many buyers, Charles remains unmoved and insists on making only one piece of ready-made clothing.

Chen Peisi heard that there is a private clothing exhibition hall in the designer's private house, which is full of not-for-sale items designed by Charles, and it is also a clothing paradise that many women dream of.

"You mean, this dress on her may have something to do with Charles?"

Xie Wan shook her head, looking at Quan Jiu with a little disappointment in her eyes:

"It's not a possibility, it's a certainty. I've seen the same style of clothes on her in the exhibition hall of Charles' private house."

Women have no resistance to beautiful clothes, so she immediately asked to buy this dress, but Charles refused.

She still didn't give up and offered a sky-high price, but Charles shook his head and said:
"Not for sale means it's priceless in my mind."

Xie Wan returned home angrily, and this unavailable dress became a cinnabar mole in her heart.

Chen Peisi finally figured out the ins and outs of the incident:
"So you mean that the dress on her is a high-level fake made by someone after seeing Charles's work?"

Xie Wan: "Well, the original version of this dress is called Rose Manor. There is no low-luxury similar style in China, and the one on her is almost exactly the same as the one in the Charles Pavilion."

She knew that the Searle family was rich, but there were some things that could not be bought with money.

Chen Peisi's eyes flickered slightly, and she looked at the elites in the shopping mall who were courteous to Quan Jiu, and she said disdainfully:
"Dare to wear a pirated version on such an important occasion. Is she sure that no one has seen the original version of the clothes?"

Xie Wan heard the subtlety in her tone, and looked back at her:
"At least today is the cooperation between the Searle family and the Lu family. Don't cause trouble."

Chen Peisi lowered her head perfunctorily, and stirred the ice cubes in the glass with a straw:
"understood."

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After stepping down, Quan Jiu returned to his seat, unexpectedly Lu Zewen followed him.

Wang Hemiao and Ji Chushu had temporarily ceased fighting, and they pulled Lu Zhiyao to ask questions, while Lance sat quietly by the side with his eyes closed.

Seeing Lu Zewen approaching, Ji Chushu and Wang Hemiao unnaturally became nervous. They were not familiar with the boss of City C.

Instead, Lu Zewen sat down on the single sofa on the left of the two of them.

There was a small dining table in front of the sofa, and a bottle of champagne was placed on the table, which happened to be at the other end of the dining table, at the farthest position from Lu Zewen.

Lu Zewen didn't want to move. He glanced at Lance who was closest to the champagne, and said lightly:

"Lance, pour me a glass of wine."

Lance was used to following his orders, his body reacted before his brain, he stretched out his hand and held the mouth of the wine bottle with his fingertips.

At this moment, Quan Jiu spoke slowly:

"Lance, put the bottle down."

Lance looked at her puzzled: "?"

Quan Jiu repeated again: "Put down the bottle."

Lance hesitated for a moment, looked at Lu Zewen who was sitting across from him, and finally loosened his five fingers that were clenched tightly on the bottle...

This is the first time he has disobeyed his orders.

The corners of Lu Zewen's mouth drooped, and the laziness in his eyes faded away.

"How long has it been since you went out, and you don't listen to this?"

Lance pursed his lips, struggling in his eyes.

Quan Jiu leaned on Lu Zhiyao's shoulder, covered his mouth and laughed:
"What did Mr. Lu say, Lance is mine, so naturally he only obeys my orders, right, Lance?"

She shot him a look.

Lance hesitated for a moment, observed Lu Zewen's reaction, and nodded:
"Ah."

(End of this chapter)