Spoiled by the CEO after amnesia!-Chapter 605 - 585: Haven’t You Been Disobedient?
Jiayi was suspicious as she opened the folder, revealing a store resale contract.
The party listed as the seller was the very F. Wang bridal shop where she currently stood.
The name of the buyer was unmistakably hers.
This globally renowned brand bridal shop, located in the most bustling area of Yunling, was hers?
Jiayi felt a lump in her throat, "He bought this F. Wang store as a gift for me?"
Xiaoqin smiled slightly, "The Boss mentioned it in passing when he was contacting the F. Wang designer about the wedding dress."
Mentioned it in passing? That made it sound all too easy!
F. Wang, as a luxury bridal shop, only had stores in five countries around the world, and even then, stores were only located in each country’s most economically developed cities. Yunling City was home to the sole store in China.
And F. Wang, valuing each of their few global stores like treasures, regarded them highly – how could they possibly sell off their creation so readily?
It was nearly impossible to acquire a Baroque wedding dress already; how did he persuade F. Wang to sell the Yunling bridal shop?
Xiaoqin continued, "Miss Chu can start by learning how to manage this bridal shop. After all, F. Wang’s management system is very mature. You can learn a lot from it, and it’s easier to make a name for yourself in design under the F. Wang banner. After some time, when you have more experience, you can start your own brand."
She was startled, "Is this what he means?"
Xiaoqin nodded, "Yes."
Right then, two shop assistants beside her also came up with smiles, "Congratulations to Miss Chu."
"Double happiness for Miss Chu, congratulations."
The future boss was right here; of course, it was best to get on her good side early.
She hadn’t expected him to be so thoughtful.
Given the Huo Family’s wealth, buying her a larger fashion design company wouldn’t have been a problem, but he knew that wasn’t what she wanted.
What she wanted was to truly learn something in the industry she loved and to start her own brand. And that man had guessed exactly what she wanted.
...
Behind the wall, the eyes of the girl reddened little by little, her fingers curled up tight, her fingertips digging into her palms, almost breaking the skin yet she was oblivious to the pain, as if only such agony could quell the flow of jealousy and poison in her heart.
Chu Jiayi... Chu Jiayi!
If it weren’t for her, how could she have ended up like this?
She was a prestigious university graduate in fashion design, had surpassed many competitors right after graduation to join Yundu, and with her ability, she would have worked her way up to being a designer after a few more years, with social status and reputation following suit...
But what about now?
Because of Chu Jiayi, she had been kicked out of Yundu, and no one in Yunling’s fashion design industry would hire her!
Her prized diploma had become worthless, her future ruined, and her dream of becoming a top designer shattered to pieces.
After becoming unemployed, she couldn’t find work, couldn’t even pay her rent, lived off instant noodles, and only a month ago, after much begging, she managed to get a job at F. Wang bridal shop through connections, working as a menial assistant barely scraping by, earning less than a quarter of what she used to at Yundu.
This potentially great future designer and high-ranking white-collar worker had been cast down to the eighteenth level of hell, becoming the lowest stratum of society.
And Chu Jiayi? She was living a life of smooth sailing and was even about to marry into the Huo Family.
It wasn’t just that.
Chu Jiayi was about to become the Boss of F. Wang.
How could she possibly keep herself working here then?
She felt as if her last resort had been cut off, her future shrouded in oppressive darkness.
Willing to temporarily debase herself at F. Wang as a miscellaneous clerk, apart from making ends meet, there was actually another reason. F. Wang’s wedding dresses were leading the design industry. Even if she wasn’t designing, as long as she could get in, she might be able to make it. It was for this reason that she had persisted. 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝒆𝒘𝙚𝓫𝙣𝙤𝒗𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢
But now, the hope that had rekindled was shattered once again.
Leaving F. Wang, where else could she go?
In the whole of Yunling, there was no longer a fashion design industry that would take her in.
Once again, she felt engulfed by darkness before her eyes, even darker than the time she was driven out of Yundu. She clenched her fists, controlling the trembling of her whole body, an unprecedented rage and despair settling in her heart.
"Tong Xiaomian, why are you still here? Do I need to tell the store manager you’re slacking off again? Do you even want to work here anymore!"
The middle-aged shop assistant discovered she wasn’t working and hurried over, afraid to disturb the VIP inside, lowering her voice and fiercely twisting her arm.
The young female shop assistant hiding behind the wall was none other than Tong Xiaomian.
Tong Xiaomian hastily diverted her gaze from the harmonious and joyful atmosphere inside the fitting room. The grip on her arm was so painful that tears burst forth, and she quickly covered her arm: "I’m sorry."
"What’s the use of apologizing? There are several wedding dresses over there that need ironing. Hurry up and do it, push a little, move a little, like a log. I really think you are not suited to work here!"
Tong Xiaomian mustered her energy, dazedly following her colleague’s reprimands to the wedding dress shop’s lobby.
On this side of the fitting room.
Jiayi had been trying on a wedding dress when her phone’s ringtone sounded. She picked it up and saw that it was a text message from that man.
"Have you tried on the wedding dress yet? Don’t be disobedient," a few dominant words, as if coming from a master, boldly displayed on the screen.
She figured he must be in a meeting, not convenient to talk, otherwise he wouldn’t have texted.
Hmph, tempting herself with a Baroque waltz, how could she not try it.
This man had clearly arranged everything, yet still hypocritically asked her.
Swiping the screen, she replied with a "Mhm."
The phone went silent then, and she thought he was just busy and asked as a matter of routine, so she didn’t mind and was about to hand the phone to Xiaoqin when her palm vibrated with another text.
"Send a photo of the wedding dress," the words commanded, leaving no room for refusal.
She ground her teeth. He wasn’t here, but he still wanted to supervise the entire process? With a flicker in her eyes, she sent him one of the selfies she had taken earlier.
Just as she expected, a text came promptly and this time it seemed quite unsatisfied: "The back? Untidy again?"
She typed back: "You said you wanted to see a photo of the wedding dress. This one is a full-length photo, the clearest one."
The photo was taken with the selfie camera, her back to the mirror, to remember the details at the back of the wedding dress.
Another text came, and the man had reached a stern conclusion: "Indeed, you’ve been untidy again."
He wanted to see her!
She took a deep breath, daring not to purposely defy, and sent over a front-facing photo.
Just then, Xiaoqin, seeing her tapping on the phone incessantly, couldn’t help her curiosity and leaned in: "Miss Chu, is the Boss texting you?"
