Chapter 172
Chapter 172 A Waste of Money
Cam was stunned by the oundish disy. The first thing that shed across her mind was the
amount needed to ce the ads. Because she would only be running a small studio, so she wondered if
her profits could cover the expenses. Not only that, she was annoyed at the idiot who splurged on the
ads, fearing that he or she woulde asking for advertising costs. At that moment, the idiot in front of
her opened his mouth, saying, “Looks like the studio’s items are going to sell out soon!”
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Upon hearing that, she seemed to have guessed the identity of the troublemaker. “Ss, is this all your
doing?” “What?”
“The ads?”
Ss responded, “Yeah, why? Do you like it? If not, I can get the supplier to change it.” Cam sweated
in frustration. It’s him indeed! She was at a loss for words out of rage. “Y-You! Were you worried that my
clothes wouldn’t sell?” “Of course not! You’re the world-renowned fashion designer, Angel!” Cam
breathed deeply. “Why did you waste money on the ads then?” What the heck? How does he expect me
to return the favor? “Well…” He paused. “I didn’t know how else to help you.” His reply effectively
blocked all her impending barrage of indignant scolding. She kept everything to herself as she could not
bring herself to reprimand him. In the end, she said dryly, “We’re running a business for profits. There’s
no need to waste money.”
He met her eyes from the rear-view mirror and shed a vague smile at her, giving her an obedient
response, “Okay, anything for you.” Cam was speechless and confused by what he nned to do.
Staring at him, she dered preemptively, “You should get the ads taken down right now. I’m making it
clear that I won’t pay the expenses back to you.” Ss chuckled and felt as if there was a distance
between them once more. “There’s no need to pay back. After all, I’m one of the shareholders, so it’s fine
for me to do some marketing for our studio.” His remark got her again, and she thought his exnation
made sense. At the studio, the employees were already there, getting prepared for the opening. When
they saw Cam looking like a family with Ss and South, they smiled and greeted, “Miss Cam, Mr.
Nn.” Cam smiled at them. “Is everyone ready? It might be busy today.”
The ten employees replied at the same time, “We’re ready.” “Miss Cam, I saw the ads for our studio.
They’re so cool,” Sophia giggled and praised, to which Cam replied with an awkward smile and a
vague response. It was only nine in the morning, but more and more guests were pouring in. Brian was
the first to arrive, followed by a few cars that were carrying some flower arrangements in baskets. The
moment the cars were parked, staff from the florist moved the flower baskets into the studio. There were
too many of the flower baskets that the five of them had to spend ten minutes just on moving the baskets
into the studio. Cam was speechless again at the sight. She thought that Ss was quite abnormal for
putting up the extravagant ads but at least he could exin it as a contribution from a stakeholder.
But! What on earth is Brian arthy doing?! Weren’t the numerous flower baskets a waste of money
and space, not to mention a trouble for the cleaners? What were all these men thinking?
“Congrattions, Cam. All the best for your opening.” Speechless, she could only remark, “If I had
known that you’d send these flower baskets over, I would have exchanged them for cash at the florist.
That amount would have paid for half of my annual expenses.” Brian smiled warmly at her. “I didn’t know
what else to buy you.” Cam chided him, “You should have provided me with free hotel stays. Why did
you waste the money on flowers? What a waste!” “It’s not that expensive.” Finally, she shed a
frustrated smile at him. “Come in now. Take a seat.” Once Brian entered the studio, Landon and Mnie
arrived at the site. When they saw the rows of flower baskets at the entrance, Landon’s tiny eyes
immediately bulged in surprise, and he secretly eximed his shock.