Chapter 358You can only tie my shoes.

Book:Her Second Marriage With Mr. Cristian Published:2024-5-1

“All right, come with me.” Anna took Serena’s hand and led her inside.
There were many people on the set. Serena saw that many actors were wearing costumes, but because it was summer, many were hot wearing those clothes.
Some took off their clothes to put them aside, remaining in tank tops and shorts.
Serena continued to follow Anna as she watched this scene.
Seeing Serena and Anna, the assistant director on the set stopped them, “What are you doing? We are filming here and fans are not allowed to enter. Where are the guards? What are they doing, why did they let them in?”
The guard, hearing that she had been called, rushed over and saw that it was Anna, so she explained, “Assistant director, they are not fans. They are here for Francesca.”
“Francesca, why are they looking for you?” The assistant director asked confusedly, then his gaze fell on Anna and later looked at Serena.
When she saw Serena, her eyes immediately sparkled.
Serena raised her hand and adjusted her glasses, covering her face.
She was full of energy.
He did not understand who she was; he thought she was an international star.
“You, you are…?” The assistant director asked, looking at Serena.
Anna unconsciously froze Serena, and then quietly explained, “Good morning, assistant director, we are looking for Miss Tanzi. We have a job to do. It won’t take long.”
“I see…”
The assistant director stared suspiciously at Anna, but his gaze fell back to Serena.
Francesca’s agent came over to them. When she saw Serena, her gaze brightened, then she hurried over to help them, “Assistant director, Ms. Giordano is our guest.”
Then the agent took the assistant director aside and whispered something. The assistant director continued to look in Serena’s direction. After a while, she nodded and left.
Francesca’s agent stepped forward and nodded to Serena, “Ms. Giordano, you have arrived, please follow me.”
Serena nodded and followed him. Anna behind her snorted and muttered, “Now he looks like a dog watching his mistress. Just now with me he had a horrible attitude.”
Hearing this, Serena could not help but chuckle softly, “What do you care about these people?”
“You are not me, how do you know how I feel… I feel bad about it, why can’t I have a talent like yours? If I could draw, I wouldn’t even need to look at these people’s faces.”
“You?” Serena smiled, “You’re good at cooking, it’s a shame you don’t want to be a food critic.”
“Go ahead and make fun of me. I don’t want to be a food critic. I would get fat! I wouldn’t be able to control myself not to eat!”
The officer led them into the dressing room. After opening the door, a cool breeze hit her face. Serena noticed that the air conditioner was on and several people were inside.
She turned to look at the hot people on the set who at best could hope for some shade.
Such is the world. The treatment toward certain people is very different.
He was not surprised that everyone wanted to climb the social ladder.
As he thought this, Serena walked in together with the officer.
“Francesca, Ms. Giordano has arrived.” Whispered the agent to an incredibly well-dressed girl.
She had extremely sophisticated makeup and the make-up was of high quality. After hearing the agent’s words, she rotated her chair and turned to look at Serena.
Francesca was a very beautiful woman.
She was very beautiful. Otherwise, how would she have achieved the position she was in? After all, she was not good at acting at all. If she was not so beautiful, she would not have had so many fans.
But Francesca also had a strong hostility toward other beautiful women.
Especially… Those women who were more beautiful than she was.
Francesca initially thought that such a famous designer was old. And even if she was not old, she still would not be a beautiful woman.
She did not expect Serena — to be so young and beautiful, and… With such an imposing aura.
Simply seeing her standing there in a very ordinary dress and a pair of sunglasses made her feel pressured.
“She is… Shelly the famous international fashion designer? To look at her–you wouldn’t know it.” After speaking, she folded her lips into a contemptuous smile.
The agent had an embarrassed expression. He looked at Serena there motionless and explained, “Shelly is Italian, and her real Italian name is Serena.”
“Oh? Serena? I’ve never heard of her. Are you really a famous fashion designer? You’re not pretending?”
“What nonsense are you talking?” Before Serena could react, Anna rose to her feet, gritted her teeth, stared at Francesca and said, “How could she pretend such a thing? I was a minute late today and you caused me a lot of trouble, now you want to cause Serena more trouble too!”
“So, according to you, one minute late is not late? Shouldn’t one be punished for being late? Miss, do you have any idea how precious my time is? How much trouble a one-minute delay can cause me? Do you have any idea how much I have lost?”
“I…” Anna was speechless after what he told her.
Serena took Anna by the arm and stepped forward. Then she said with clear deputy, “Ms. Tanzi, when you signed the contract, it was made clear that there is a need for close cooperation with our staff, especially in the design phase. Now you tell us that your time is so valuable that you are not willing to waste a single minute for our cooperation. Of course, my assistant’s tardiness was a mistake, and in case she maintained the wrong attitude and did not apologize, I will take it upon myself to punish her. But my assistant not only apologized to you, but also waited outside for two hours, didn’t she? Tell me, how much money do you lose by waiting for one minute? My assistant’s salary is calculated monthly based on commissions. Since you waited for her unnecessarily for two hours, now I guess you’ll pay for them, right?
“You!” Francesca did not expect him to have such a sharp tongue, nor that he would dare scold a customer. Her beautiful face became charged with anger, “What are you talking about? You dare to compare her to me?”
Serena smiled, “We are all people. Why couldn’t I compare you to her? Aren’t you a human being?”
“Bah!” Francesca shouted angrily, “I am an internationally renowned actress. You dare to compare me to a designer’s assistant? Don’t say we are comparable. You too… You can only tie my shoes.”