147: Chapter 147 Dress Controversy

10:00 AM the next day, at SKP Mall.

Su Wanqing, arm-in-arm with Chen Nianyao, walked into "Elena Haute Couture" located on the sixth floor.

The store was decorated with extreme luxury; crystal chandeliers hung down, and several exquisitely crafted evening gowns were displayed on the walls, none of which had price tags.

A salesperson in a black professional suit approached, her gaze sweeping over the two of them.

"Are you two here to look at evening gowns?"

Her tone was polite, but her eyes held a look of scrutiny.

"Yes, we would like to custom-order two evening gowns," Su Wanqing said.

The salesperson smiled: "May I ask if you two have an appointment? Our store only receives clients by appointment."

Chen Nianyao took out her phone: "I filled out the form on your official website yesterday."

The salesperson took the phone and glanced at it, the smile on her face fading slightly.

"Oh, an online appointment." She returned the phone: "In that case, feel free to look around while I go confirm."

She turned and walked away after saying this.

Su Wanqing frowned but didn't say anything.

Chen Nianyao pulled her mother over to the display area and immediately fell in love with a champagne-colored strapless evening gown in the display window.

The skirt was hand-stitched with thousands of Swarovski crystals, shimmering with tiny glints of light under the lamps.

"Mom, this one is beautiful!"

Su Wanqing also nodded: "It is indeed nice."

Just as she was about to call the salesperson over, a shrill female voice came from behind them.

"Oh my, isn't this the 'Galaxy'? I fell in love with it last week!"

The two turned around.

A heavily made-up young woman walked over, arm-in-arm with a middle-aged man in a branded suit.

The woman was in her early twenties, her makeup thick enough to scrape off a layer, and she wore a Cartier bracelet on her wrist.

"Young Master Li, what do you think of this one? It would definitely look amazing on me!"

The middle-aged man smiled dotingly: "If you like it, buy it."

The salesperson from earlier immediately trotted over, her face full of smiles.

"Young Master Li, Ms. Chen, you two have arrived!"

"Hmm." The woman lifted her chin and pointed at the evening gown in the display window: "Take this down, I want to try it on."

The salesperson looked at Su Wanqing with difficulty: "This... these two guests were also looking at this one..."

"Look?" The woman sneered: "Can they afford to look? This 'Galaxy' is Elena's main collection piece this year, limited to five worldwide, priced at 3.8 million."

She looked Su Wanqing and Chen Nianyao up and down, her eyes full of disdain.

"Dressed so plainly, and you have the nerve to come to a haute couture store?"

Su Wanqing's expression darkened.

Chen Nianyao clenched her fists: "Who are you saying can't afford it?"

"You, of course." The woman laughed even more exaggeratedly: "From out of town, right? Don't know the rules of the Imperial Capital? This kind of store isn't for just anyone to enter."

The salesperson stood to the side, not stopping her, but instead echoed: "Ms. Chen is right; our store's clients are all people of status."

She looked at Su Wanqing, her tone carrying obvious contempt.

"If you two just want to look, I suggest you go to the ready-to-wear section downstairs; that would be more suitable for you."

Su Wanqing took a deep breath, suppressing her anger.

"I said, we are here to custom-order evening gowns."

"Custom-order?" The woman covered her mouth and laughed: "Do you know what the starting price for custom-orders is? 5 million! And you have to wait in line for three months!"

She tightened her grip on the middle-aged man's arm, looking smug.

"My fiancé is from the Li family in the capital. Do you know the Li family? They are in real estate. The evening gown I'm ordering this time is to wear to the Imperial Capital Charity Gala."

She deliberately raised her volume, afraid others wouldn't hear.

"That is the highest-level social occasion in the capital; not just any Tom, Dick, or Harry can go."

Chen Nianyao was so angry her face turned red.

She took out her phone and dialed Chen Fan directly.

"Dad..."

Chen Fan's calm voice came from the other end: "What's wrong?"

"Mom and I are at the Elena Haute Couture store in SKP, and someone said we can't afford the evening gowns." Chen Nianyao's voice carried grievance.

"Give the phone to the salesperson."

Chen Nianyao walked up to the salesperson and handed over the phone.

The salesperson took it impatiently: "Hello?"

"I am Chen Fan of Huihuang Group." The voice on the phone was very light, but it made the salesperson's hand tremble.

"Within ten minutes, have your brand's Global Creative Director contact me. If you can't do that, all of Elena's stores in China can close their doors tomorrow."

The call hung up.

The salesperson's face turned pale instantly.

Huihuang Group? That capital giant that just swallowed up Huaying Media?

She tremblingly took out her phone and dialed the store manager's number.

"Manager... something happened..."

The woman was still sneering at the side: "Putting on an act? Huihuang Group? I think you mean Huihuang Bathhouse, right?"

As soon as she finished speaking, the salesperson's phone rang.

She answered the call, her expression becoming increasingly ugly.

"Yes... yes... I understand..."

Hanging up the phone, the salesperson's look toward Su Wanqing had turned into fear.

"Ms. Su, it was my ignorance earlier; please forgive me..."

Her voice was trembling.

"Our Global Creative Director will be here immediately. She said... she said she will bring the unreleased haute couture collection to serve you personally..."

The woman was stunned: "What?"

The salesperson knelt on the ground, tears falling.

"Ms. Su, please don't let Huihuang Group ban us... I have elderly parents and young children to support..."

Su Wanqing looked at her coldly: "You know to beg now?"

Just then, a commotion came from outside the store.

A helicopter landed on the roof of the mall, the roar of the propellers shaking the glass.

A few minutes later, a blonde woman in a beige trench coat walked quickly into the store.

She was followed by four assistants, each carrying a huge garment trunk.

"Ms. Su?"

The blonde woman walked up to Su Wanqing and respectfully extended her hand.

"I am Elena's Global Creative Director, Sophia. It is an honor to serve you."

She snapped her fingers, and the assistants immediately opened the trunks.

Inside were over a dozen never-before-seen haute couture gowns, each worth tens of millions.

"These are the main pieces for our next season, and these are the only samples in the world," Sophia smiled. "If you like them, you can take them directly."

Everyone in the store was dumbfounded.

The woman stood with her mouth open, unable to speak.

The salesperson slumped on the floor, regretting her actions deeply.

Chen Nianyao, arm-in-arm with her mother, lifted her chin and looked at the woman.

"What was it you said earlier about who can enter this kind of store?"

...

In the study of the courtyard house.

Chen Muyang put down his phone, looking at the debt documents for the "Imperial Capital International Convention Center" on the computer screen, a smile curling at the corner of his mouth.

"Trying to humiliate my dad on my turf?"

He hit the enter key, and an acquisition agreement was sent out.

"Dream on."

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