Chapter 907 The First Major Payment

Be it the intricate patterns or the profound texts, it all resonated with the ancient culture.

"Miss Walker, your grasp of cultural basics is commendable. How about considering joining my

team? I discussed it with your boss, Abigail, yesterday, and she seemed inclined to agree," Doris

suggested, her smile widening with anticipation.

Cindy, eager to solidify the deal, chimed in, "Mrs. Doris occasionally contributes to the production of

official media dramas. You should seize this opportunity."

Irene, feeling the weight of the decision, knew she needed to consult Abigail first, so she cautiously

asked, "Can I take some time to think about it?"

"Of course, take your time. If you decide to join us, just have Abigail reach out to me. While my

team might not be the wealthiest, we value fairness and won't subject anyone to mistreatment. We

also won't be intimidated by petty threats that would force you to retreat halfway," Doris assured her

after their discussion with Abigail, during which they learned more about Irene's background.

It came to light that Irene was the designer who had been rejected by the "Red Beauty" drama crew.

"Very well, I'll give it serious consideration," Irene replied humbly as she acknowledged the

opportunity presented to her.

After perusing Irene's portfolio, Doris summoned a professional photographer to capture the

essence of her designs from various angles, even capturing some exceptionally fine details.

Upon completion of the shoot, she let out a sigh of admiration. "If you were to sell this outfit, how

much would you ask for it?"

Irene, mindful of the outfit's significant production cost, replied cautiously, "I'm uncertain, but if your

drama crew wishes to use it, I'll need to consult Miss Quinn first."

Doris nodded in understanding. She acknowledged Irene's sincerity and humility and opted not to

delve further into questioning.

With the shoot wrapped up, she tasked Irene with returning the garments.

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Back at the company, Irene relayed every detail Doris had disclosed to Abigail.

Abigail deliberated, "If they're keen on featuring it in their program, they could certainly contribute,

but given the significant investment of your time and effort, I'll engage with Doris to secure some

compensation for you." She was keen on ensuring the garments didn't simply go to Doris' crew

without any benefit in return.

Even if they are tight on funds, can they possibly be in a worse situation than Irene? Abigail

pondered.

"Go have a chat with their team. There's still a gaming tie-in in the works for these outfits. The

company will take a 5% cut from sales, and you'll receive 10%. Once we've recouped our costs, it'll

drop to 3%, with you receiving 12% individually," Abigail outlined, in part to maintain Kevin's

reputation.

Irene eagerly concurred, "Actually, sticking with 10% all along would suffice. You've already gone

above and beyond for me. Can I get a bit more for the next design like this?"

"Well... I suppose that could be arranged," Abigail conceded with a smile.

A week after finalizing contracts with Doris and Leap Gaming Technology, the latter took the lead in

unveiling the tie-in promotional video. It showcased the narrative of the Phoenix set to the

exhibition's background music and provided a concise storyline. The intricate details of the

costumes were courtesy of Doris.

Following the narrative, Doris appeared to explain the tale of the Phoenix and the ancient mythology

behind the patterns on the clothes, all while she meticulously highlighted each detail before the

camera.

The sheer magnificence of the attires was absolutely breathtaking.

Abigail retweeted the vibrant Instagram post from Doris which then quickly became a hot topic.

Underneath the post, the comments section erupted into a frenzy of excitement.

'Holy sh*t, having Madam Wright onboard for this collaboration is a game-changer! Known for her

expertise in capturing the essence of ancient mythology, she's truly a meticulous visionary. Count

me in for this outfit!'

'The intricate details and opulence displayed in this garment are simply irresistible. My only concern

is whether the price will match its splendor.'

'While the focus seems to be on women's fashion, what about the men's one? Let's hope they don't

disappoint. Remember the stunning pearl garment from the last collaboration? It was a

masterpiece. I have a feeling this must be L.Moon's creation... as the others in the lineup tend to

pale in comparison!'

'It's undeniably breathtaking! But now I'm torn, contemplating whether to splurge on this limited-time

offer. Non-paying players might miss out on this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.'

As this exquisite collection was part of a time-limited collaboration, enthusiasts knew they had to act

fast to secure their coveted pieces.

The tripartite collaboration ensured that the topic continued to dominate conversations and social

media feeds for days on end.

Caught up in the whirlwind of activity, Irene found herself juggling contracts with Doris' drama crew

while also lending her expertise to the artistic design of the game's men's clothing.

Fearing the wrath of gamers, Leap Gaming Technology had no choice but to enlist her help to fine-

tune the details.

Her days were a whirlwind of activity.

As September drew near, her account welcomed its first substantial deposit.

The long-awaited prize for clinching the top spot in the fashion show had finally materialized.

Irene sat on the bus, her gaze fixed on the digits in her bank account, her lip caught between her

teeth as she silently encouraged herself.

Once she amassed 1.5 million, her dream was to purchase a home in the heart of Capitalis. With

the keys in hand, she envisioned bringing her beloved grandparents to join her. Five years of

residency here, and she could even transfer her household registration.

Upon stepping off the bus at her destination, she resolved to treat her colleagues to a well-deserved

meal.

While the company provided for most needs, such as coffee, fresh fruit, and delicate pastries,

L.Moon was never short of anything.

Behind the wheel of his car, Leon cruised past her with deliberate slowness, his vehicle driving

alongside the sidewalk. "Are you still taking the bus every day? With your earnings, you could invest

in a mobility scooter for more convenience," he remarked.

"I'm good. I haven't gotten around to getting my driver's license, and honestly, I wouldn't know

where to start with driving. From my neighborhood, I can hop on the subway, make a quick transfer

to a bus, and voila! No worries about getting stuck in traffic congestion," Irene said with a smile on

her face.

Leon eased his foot off the gas and allowed the car to glide smoothly along the road. "Which station

do you take the bus from?" he inquired, genuine interest lacing his tone.

After Irene answered, she couldn't help but ask, "What brings this up?"

"I happen to pass by that area often. If our paths cross again, I'd be more than happy to give you a

lift," Leon offered, a soft smile tugging at the corners of his mouth.

"Sure," she replied, her agreement coming easily at the mention of a serendipitous encounter.

Leon drove to the parking lot and instructed her to wait for him on the ground floor.

Irene thought it was still early, so she readily acquiesced.