Poor Little Guy is the Top Guy

   Chapter 230 Dress (4)

   The next morning

   The news media all over the city reported on such a sudden fire.

   It's just amazing that the fire that burned in the middle of the night seemed to be controlled by someone.

   Burned out this shop alone, and all the surrounding shops were not damaged at all.

  Relevant action personnel who dealt with the accident conducted a series of studies at the scene, and finally came to the conclusion that it was caused by the change of wind direction in the middle of the night.

   is by no means artificial.

   The responsibility for the accident is the aging of the line.

  The burnt shop was an independent designer's studio, and the total price of clothing displayed in it was as high as tens of millions.

   The price of the dress for the daughter of the Mu family has reached five million.

Once news like    was reported, Mu Qingcheng was not unsurprisingly "been" on the hot search again.

   Together with the dinner party that was already being prepared, it has also become one of the "most concerned" things recently.

   And then

   Mr. Mu was drinking tea and boxing at home, and the costume designer had already brought his assistant to the door in person, and returned all the expenses, as well as an additional compensation of 500,000 yuan.

   "Sorry sir, my shop was burnt down and all the clothes are gone."

   Mr. Mu's face was cold, but it was not easy for him to hold others accountable when the incident happened suddenly.

   just asked reluctantly,

   "The money is good, can the dress be made again? I can pay extra."

   However, the designer shook his head affirmatively and said,

  "I can't make it, just the fabric for that dress is gone, plus those fine diamonds.

   Even if it could be cleaned up from the site, it would be too late. "

   "Well then, I see."

  The old man nodded, and then ordered Steward Ji to see off the guests.

   and the other side, upstairs

   Mu Qingcheng leaned against the railing leisurely, and after watching Mr. Mu turn back to his room in disappointment, the designer and assistant let out a sigh of relief like the rest of their lives.

   It's just that when his expression fell on the check on the coffee table, he still showed a bit of distress.

   Mu Qingcheng raised his eyebrows and glanced at it, then took out his mobile phone and opened a self-made APP.

   Five minutes later, the designer who had left Mu's house received a bank transfer message on his mobile phone.

   The amount indicated above is 30 million RMB.

   Designer, "."

  ****

After the    dress disappeared, Mr. Mu was depressed for a long time. He went out early and returned late every day, and he didn't know what he was doing.

   It’s just that every time I come back, I look unhappy.

   Finally, Mu Qingcheng learned from Steward Ji that Mr. Mu planned to re-customize a dress for Mu Qingcheng, but found that all the designers he could find were without exception. There was no time.

   The Mu family had never encountered such a situation before.

   But at this moment, there was an emergency, and Mr. Mu didn't have time to analyze the real situation.

   Mu Qingcheng turned his eyes and suddenly realized something.

   There are still three days left, and it will be time for the dinner to start.

   Mr. Mu's face became more and more ugly.

   Anyone can see that he attaches great importance to this dinner party.

   And at that time, Mu Qingcheng, who was listening to the play with the old man in the living room, suddenly heard Steward Ji standing at the door, reporting some unexpected and hesitant reports.

   "Master, Young Master Si Qingchen is here, saying he wants to give Fifth Miss a dress."

   Mu Qingcheng, "."

   Mr. Mu, "."

   (end of this chapter)