CHAPTER 43: CHAPTER 43: THE ARROGANT ASSISTANT

Summer glanced nervously at the slit of her dress like an ordinary girl who had never worn such a short skirt before, timidly asking, "Isn’t the slit on this dress a bit too high?"

The stylist understood Chinese and immediately replied with broken Chinese, "Not too high, it’s perfect at that spot! Your legs are so beautiful, they should be shown off for people to see. Miss, you need to be more confident, acknowledge your strengths, you are the most beautiful girl I’ve ever seen, no one is more suited to this cheongsam than you, I’m serious."

Summer knew her own advantages, but how could a ’country bumpkin’ like her possess confidence?

She looked timidly towards Henry Stanton, who nodded at her and said, "Trust the stylist’s judgment, times are quite open now, the slit is not high, just go with it. Come on, it’s getting late."

Summer then nodded, with her head lowered, following behind Henry Stanton.

Seeing Summer like this, Henry Stanton’s previous worry that Summer might become the next Luna Monroe faded away.

The two arrived at Knight Group’s building at the agreed time.

This place was located in the most luxurious area of Crestfall’s CBD, the entire street belonged to Knight Group, and the headquarters building was so tall it seemed to pierce the sky.

The person in charge of Midnight Coffee House was already waiting at the entrance.

He had thought Summer was extraordinarily beautiful when he saw her in the online video, and upon meeting her in person today, he was almost completely stunned.

How could there be a girl so perfect in this world?

Perfect features, perfect figure, and amazing coffee art skills, no one better suited to be the spokesperson for Midnight Coffee House.

The manager, despite being worldly, pinched his ear to maintain composure and greeted them with a smile.

"You both had a long journey, come upstairs with me."

The manager led Summer and Henry Stanton to the eleventh floor, along the way, Knight Group staff holding coffees or documents saw Summer and couldn’t help but turn their heads, their expressions revealing awe.

The eleventh floor was reached quickly, the manager led them into a meeting room to sit down.

"Please relax and have some water, our team will be here shortly."

Henry Stanton quickly nodded, "No problem, no rush from us."

The manager left with a smile, but instead of going to the Knight Global Entertainment office here at headquarters, he took the elevator directly to the top office floor.

Once on the top floor, the manager walked briskly to the president’s office.

An assistant immediately came over to block the manager, "Which department are you from? What’s your business? Do you have an appointment?"

Midnight Coffee House is a global project, but even the head of Knight Global Entertainment must schedule in advance to see the president.

It was the manager’s first time on the top floor, he hesitated at the assistant’s question before answering, "I don’t have an appointment, but the president instructed before that if the spokesperson for Midnight Coffee House comes to sign a contract, I should inform him."

The assistant was new, a high-educated overseas student, personally interviewed by the president, she had a bit of a snobbish attitude.

Only the high-level executives of Knight Group usually come to the top floor, what qualification does a small project manager have to see the president?

She replied indifferently, "Understood, I’ll finish my work first before calling the president for you."

The manager, with good manners, said, "Thank you," and quietly stood aside waiting.

After waiting for over ten minutes, the manager could hardly hold on and said, "Young lady, the guests downstairs are still waiting, if you’re busy, perhaps I could go in and say hello to the president myself?"

The assistant smirked, "Guests? There are plenty of guests waiting to see the president, are they some kind of dignitary? Can’t they wait for a bit?"

The manager furrowed his brow, he had no choice but to hold his patience and continue waiting.

Seeing the manager had no temper, the assistant’s playful spirit dissipated, after another ten minutes, she finally got up to knock on the president’s office door.