Chapter 16 Something Happened
In the boss's office.
Franti Cassia rushed to it angrily. Evan Lechter reached out and stopped her. "Miss Cassia, the boss is busy."
Glancing at Evan, Franti Cassia became more furious. She took a deep breath and said, "I have something urgent to talk to the boss. It's business!"
"Please calm down. I'll go inside and inform him."
The boss didn't like someone who acted recklessly. If Franti Cassia went in like this, she would definitely hit the muzzle of the gun. Out of kindness, Evan Lechter stopped her.
Unexpectedly, when Franti Cassia, who was in a fit of anger, heard that he had to inform the boss first, she immediately burst into a volcano and snapped, "I can enter directly because of my relationship with Louis. I don't need you to inform him!"
In the past few years, Evan Lechter had been used to her domineering attitude.
Hearing this, he just lowered his head slightly to show respect. "Miss. Cassia, I also follow the rules of my boss."
"You!"
"Evan, let her in." Louis Wellington's low voice came from the office.
Franti Cassia straightened her chest and said proudly, "See?"
She snorted and pushed the door open with her head up.
Looking at her complacent back, Evan Lechter couldn't help shaking his head and sighing. How could such a woman stay with his boss all the time? It seemed that he had to hurry up the investigation.
As soon as she entered, the French window was particularly conspicuous. The sun was shining on the man's tall nose. Under the halo of light, he seemed to be softer.
"Louis." Franti Cassia called him shyly.
She had to seize such an excellent and perfect man.
Louis Wellington stopped writing and raised his head slightly. The softness under the sun suddenly disappeared. He pursed his thin lips and said coldly, "I told you not to call my name in the company!"
His voice was full of alienation and strangeness.
Four years had passed, but she still couldn't melt his heart.
Franti Cassia's eyes darkened, but she regained her composure in an instant. "Okay, boss, is that okay?" Her tone was coquettish as if she was acting coquettishly.
"Something urgent?" Louis Wellington obviously heard what she said at the door.
But it happened that he had something to tell her to come in.
Franti Cassia pursed her lips and sat down unhappily. She looked at the man in front of her with aggrieved eyes and said, "You don't know yet. Wendy took my client away as soon as she arrived. Boss, what she did was obviously to embarrass me!"
She held Louis's hand which was placed on the table and said, "And today she was late in my meeting. She blamed me that I didn't leave a seat for her and she even argued with me. She has stolen all the limelight!"
Anyone who saw the pitiful look on Franti's face would feel sorry for her, but... Except for Louis Wellington.
He hated it the most when a woman cried. He thought it was a sign of incapability. If it weren't for the fact that Franti had something to do with him, Louis Wellington would have driven her out earlier.
Louis Wellington picked up a piece of tissue and handed it to her. With a cold face, he said, "Turn your back, tidy it up and then turn around."
Franti Cassia paused for a while. Although she was reluctant, she had to do as he said. When she turned around again, she was fine.
"I heard about Mrs. Warren." Louis Wellington said casually.
"It took me a lot of effort to get the customized contract with Mrs. Warren. Now that Wendy came, she took the opportunity away. I..."
"It only proves that she is more capable than you." Louis Wellington looked at her coldly and asked, "Have you made any progress in your design in the past four years?"
Franti Cassia was taken aback by his sudden question. "I... I'm trying."
Although she said so, the dodge in her eyes was noticed by Louis.
Raising the corners of his mouth slightly, Louis Wellington took out one of the documents beside and threw it in front of Franti. "Leave it alone. Look at this."
Thinking that he had arranged a big customer for her, Franti Cassia happily opened the document. After reading the content, her eyes suddenly changed. "Isn't this the batch of goods sold to the Ainol Group? How could there be quality problems?"
"I have to ask you, Franti."
Louis Wellington's eyes were sharp. He tapped his fingertips on the table, making a slight sound. At this moment, it was like acupuncture, stabbing into Franti Cassia's heart.
It was Franti Cassia who took the initiative to take charge of the project with the Ainol Group. Ainol's requirements for clothes were medium, but to make them satisfied, she had revised several versions of the design draft. Finally, she was able to pass it by taking advantage of the early elements of Risica's works, and then she made sample clothes with the same base. It was not easy for her to pass the review.
"Fifteen hundred clothes have been handed over to Ainol. Two-thirds of them have quality problems. How can you explain it?"
Looking up at Louis Wellington's sharp eyes, Franti Cassia's heart skipped a beat. She stammered, "I..."
Franti would never admit it. Since the sample clothes were checked and handed over to the factory, she didn't follow up and only asked her assistant to urge the goods every two or three days.
After thinking it over, she regretted it, but it was an unchangeable conclusion.
Seeing that she was hesitating and unable to explain clearly for a long time, Louis Wellington leaned back in the chair and said, "It seems that we shall have a meeting now."
He had given Franti a chance, but she didn't cherish it.
Louis was quick and efficient, and then an emergency meeting was held immediately.
At the meeting, Louis Wellington explained that the Ainol Group was going to return all the clothes and ask for the liquidated damages.
For a moment, the meeting room was in an uproar.
"Return all the 1500 pieces and pay the liquidated damages. Oh my God, how could this be?"
"We have never made such a mistake. God bless us. Don't let us bear it!"
"Director, you are in charge of this case. What do you think?"
Franti Cassia's lips were tightly shut. She didn't know where to start. In the face of the discussions of the crowd, she felt her face burning and could not raise her head.
Looking at them, Wendy Cassia had a faint smile on her face all the time. Then she looked at Franti, which fully reflected her guilt. "Why doesn't she say anything? She is responsible for it."
"Exactly."
...
"Enough!"
Franti Cassia raised her head and said, "Yes, it's my fault. But was I the only one who was following up? What about the PD?"
"Did you forget that you took all the affairs in your own initiative?" The assistant whispered to Franti.
Franti Cassia lowered her eyes, bit her lower lip and her eyes turned red.
Louis Wellington looked around and found that only Wendy Cassia was calm.
The man raised his lips. Somehow, he felt that this woman had a way. He looked at her and asked, "What do you think we should deal with that, Designer Wendy?"