C16 Do Me a Favor

With a light hand, Ann Keer was carefully caressing the Summer of Italy. She herself knew— three years in this fast-paced fashion design industry was a very long time. Because of the fast fashion design development, clothes often went out of style in the blink of an eye. However, the Summer of Italy was still so dazzling even after three years— its design was truly timeless.

Back then, Mike Jones, the first designer of the generation, had suddenly announced his retirement. His sudden retirement had many in the industry panicked and saddened that he would no longer produce new works. As such, the Summer of Italy had become the last piece of work from this generation of masters. The Summer of Italy was highly valued in the fashion world, with only three pieces in the world.

Other than the exquisite design of the pioneer's design and the extremely luxurious fabric of the Summer of Italy, what was even more shocking was the value of its collection.

Because this was Mike Jones's final work, it was enough to make the entire world go crazy and drive prices sky-high.

"There are only three such pieces in the entire world, and they are all in the hands of the European royal family. However, the Danish royal family announced that they would auction off this piece of clothing two years ago. So, I paid five million for it." Lu Fengting said lightly.

"Five million? How is it so cheap?" Ann Keer asked in surprise.

"Euros."

Lu Fengting tapped the table with his finger, deep in thought. "I don't know why, but there were very few Mike Jones fanatics who went. I managed to get a bargain." To him, the value of Summer of Italy was at least more than ten million euros.

Ann Keer caressed the Summer of Italy once again, relishing the feel of the dress under her fingers. Unable to contain her excitement, she asked, "Fengting, is this dress for me?"

"I need you to do something for me with this dress. " Lu Fengting clarified, his voice deep.

On the other side of the door, Xia Yun had cleaned up her appearance and returned the items to the secretary. She returned to her seat and tried to wait patiently for Lu Fengting. However, she couldn't help but feel anxious when she realized that it was almost 8.30 am already. Xia Yun tried to sit down patiently, but soon enough she was pacing in front of the door and getting ready to knock.

However, before she could even knock, the door suddenly opened. Ann Keer emerged from behind the door with a gloomy expression.

"Move aside. " Ann Keer was holding a can of Coke with a sour expression.

"No, you move aside!" Xia Yun stood her ground and did not show any weakness.

"Bitch! Just how horrible is your mother to give birth to a little bitch like you!" Ann Keer gritted her teeth and cursed.

Xia Yun's face immediately turned red with fury at the mention of her family. Ann Keer could have a problem with her, but family was the bottom line. "You're the bitch here. Your entire family is!"

Xia Yun shouted at the stunned woman and tried to push her aside. Ann Keer unconsciously used the Coke can to block her, which fell from her hands. The dark liquid splashed out and stained Ann Keer's dress.

"You bitch! My dress!" Ann Keer screamed as she got drenched in Coke.

Dress?

In her anger, she hadn't noticed that Ann Ker had changed into a dress while she was inside the CEO's office.

"You must compensate me for my dress. " Ann Keer's eyes were bulging with rage, and it look like they were about to pop out of its sockets.

"Fine." Xia Yun said, still adamant.

Wasn't it just a dress?

Ann Keer sneered, "Do you even know how much this dress costs?"

"How much? Surely it can't be more than 1000 yuan?" Xia Yun said indifferently.

Ann Keer pointed at her ruined dress and said, "Stupid slut, let me tell you now. This dress is called Summer of Italy and it's Mike Jone's last work. This dress was auctioned for 5 million euros. Did you know that?"

"What? Five million euros?!" Xia Yun blinked, unable to register the information. "How can a dress be worth five million euros?"

"You're really ignorant."

Ann Keer's words were filled with disdain and arrogance. "Is this something a poor person like you can't understand?"