Cindy Is Bullied...

The Male assistant was thick—skinned. He thought that his monthly salary was only 20,000 dollars working for Cindy.

Moreover, Cindy would occasionally get mad at him by cursing him. Why would he stay working on her while getting scolded every time!

He's not stupid.

He immediately picked up the brush consciously, and wiped it with his sleeve. He handed it to the makeup artist and apologized to her solemnly.

The makeup artist coldly threw the brush into the trash can and said softly, "It's already dirty."

He did not give up. He knelt down directly, causing the makeup artist to jump in fright and take a few steps back. She asked with fears, "What are you doing?"

"I'm sorry for offending you just now. Please forgive me," He said sincerely.

After all, the makeup artist was still kind. She then repeatedly said, "Get up. I forgive you."

After seeing that, Julia thought that this assistant was a talent. He was willing to give up his dignity to do that. It seemed that he would handle great works in the future.

Meanwhile, Cindy's personal makeup artist was also almost going to kneel down. Just now, she was regretting it. Who knew that Julia was rich?

Julia spoke again when she stammered forward. She turned to looked at the makeup artist who dolled her and said, "Please come to our studio to work as my makeup artist. The salary will be ten times higher than your current salary. We can sign a long contract with you. You can choose to sign for three, five or ten years."

Julia sounded very sincere, and the conditions were excellent.

When Cindy's team heard this, they all admired with envy.

However, the humble makeup artist did not agree immediately. She continued to say softly, "It's my pleasure to meet and work with Miss Green. I will go back and think about it."

When everyone heard it they all thought the same thing, 'You still have the nerve to fucking think about it? If you don't agree, we'll all agree for you.'

Julia looked calm. It was as if she had expected the result, but her gaze was filled with praise. She then pointed at Cindy's personal makeup artist and said, "I was about to ask her to be your assistant, but what a pity..."

The people present all gasped with shock. It turned out that she only did this for the sake of humiliation.

The humble makeup artist said calmly, "I don't need an assistant. I'm used to being alone."

"Julia, what's wrong with you?" Cindy said disdainfully, "Stop showing off!"

Although the truth was there, she still didn't believe that Julia had so much money.

Julia ignored Cindy and looked at the male assistant and asked, "How much are you earning there?"

"Twenty thousand dollars."

"Then I'll also give you twenty thousand dollars. Are you willing to follow me?"

As soon as she said that, the male assistant became dumb. Twenty thousand for twenty thousand dollars. That's far from what he had imagined.

"Hahahaha!" Cindy laughed loudly, "I told you to stop showing off! If you don't have so much money, don't pretend to be rich, let alone hiring my workers. Even if he helps me pour my foot washing water, it will smell better than following you."

Cindy looked confident. The salary was still the same, so which idiot would choose Julia. Whether she had money or not was still uncertain.

However, she was different. She was a rich second generation.

Anyone who followed her would obtain a rich future.

The male assistant thought for a moment, and then gritted his teeth and said, "I will."

"Are you crazy?" Cindy couldn't believe it. She couldn't help but say, "If you work for her, I wouldn't let you come back even if you knelt on the ground and begged for me in the future."

"You!....." She roared to the rest of her team. "Think it all out!"

But the male assistant was quick to make his decision.

"I've thought through everything." After stating his decision, he felt relaxed and said without hesitation, "Miss Green, please accept me."

"Alright," Julia did not say too much, "Now clear the room and bring Cindy to her private lounge."

Afterwards, she looked at Cindy, who was fuming with anger and her nose and eyes were tilted. "We can still meet such kind of requirement here."

"What are you pretending? You are wrong to think that you can be arrogant just because you have money. Are you richer than me?"

Cindy put her hands on her hips. There were no outsiders here, so she doesn't not need to pretend to be sweet and lovely. She was completely revealing herself as a shrew.

"Be smart. If you kneel down and apologize to me now, I won't argue with you about poaching my people."

"Oh," Julia was exceptionally calm, "I have to tell you."

"What?"

Julie gave her a charming smile and said, "You can pay five cents for a key beside the gate. Do you think you deserve it?"

"You! you dare to say that I don't deserve it! You're the one who doesn't deserve it!" Cindy was always drowning from anger.

Cindy's newly former male assistant stepped forward in time and said, "Miss Cindy, sorry for the inconvenience."

His hands moved as if he was going to carry her out.

"You son of a bitch. Don't touch me!" Cindy angrily pushed him and yelled viciously, "You are all idiots. Then do what you want. I don't care!"

Wearing high heels, she left as she waggled her rump.

The lounge returned to silence. The male assistant first apologized to the humble makeup artist and then they roughly introduced themselves to each other.

The humble makeup artist name was Yana, she was 37 years old, and she has been single and remained unmarried. She was inarticulate and a little strange and was not good at getting along with people.

The male assistant was called Marvin. He was 23 years old and had just graduated from university. His dream was to be an outstanding manager. So his parents found someone to introduce him to Cindy as an assistant in order to increase his working experience.

He didn't expect that his job wasn't what he had imagined. He was actually thinking of not doing it anymore.

But now, he seemed to see the hope of working with Julia. She was a potential superstar.

He felt that she might be able to make his dream come true.

Today, he helped Cindy because she said that as long as he was obedient, he could come to a formal agency.

He did something against his mind and followed everything Cindy asked him to do. But actually just earlier, he was struggling and he couldn't bear to do it anymore.

He was convinced by the harsh look of Julia.

That kind of unattainable look was completely different from Cindy's fake nobility.

Actually, Cindy was only lucky because she had a rich mother. She don't have any ability and was only good at making trouble unreasonably. She was self—centered, spoiled, unruly person and loves to make trouble with others.

If it wasn't for her mother, no one would take her seriously.

But Julia's confidence totally came from her inner spirit, especially the lazy arrogance that could suddenly ignite his fighting spirit. That personality could make people think that they might be able to do something great.

He wanted to give it a shot.

.....

When Cindy arrived at the lounge, the more she thought about it, the more annoyed she became. She grabbed the eyeshadow plate in front of her and smashed it to the mirror.

"Bang!" With a loud sound, countless fine cracks appeared in the mirror.

The small squares in the eyeshadow plate flew everywhere, directly wiping over the face of her personal makeup artist beside her.

"Bitch! bitch, bitch!!" Cindy's voice was sharp and loud. With her ferocious expression, she looked a little creepy.

Her personal makeup artist trembled, and she felt cold in the back. She whispered, "Cindy..."

Paaaaa!

Cindy slapped her and glared at her fiercely, "Shut up!"

After venting for a while, Cindy tilted her head and roared aggressively, "Give me the phone."

The makeup artist covered her face and obediently handed over her phone. After dialing a number, Cindy lost control of her tone and choked, "Mom!... Someone bullied me!"