Cindy Is Making Trouble Again...

"I'll go now. Please wait here." Even so, the staff did not dare to offend her and immediately went to negotiate with the person in charge.

At this moment, a familiar voice came from the lounge on her right. Cindy raised her feet and casually kicked open the door of the lounge.

In the lounge, Julia and the makeup artist were chatting happily when they were suddenly interrupted by the sound of kicking. They all frowned and turned to looked at the door.

Cindy's gaze fell on Julia's face. She was jealous. She didn't expect that Julia had become more beautiful.

There was no heavy makeup on her face, but she was so charming.

An assistant walked over and said, "Miss, the director has arranged another lounge for you. Let's go over now."

Cindy ignored him. She directly walked in and looked around.

"Forget it. With so many artists invited, there's no need to make other arrangements. I'll be here."

The assistant was stunned. She was the one who asked for another lounge, but now, she changed her mind.

This dressing room wasn't very big. How could someone like Cindy fall for it? Moreover, the room was crowed.

The assistant said awkwardly, "We've arranged everything over there. Why don't we…"

Cindy didn't expect the assistant to be so dull. "I said I want this room." She said impatiently.

"But there's someone here...."

"Kick them out. Isn't there a shared lounge over there?" Cindy snorted. "Not everyone deserves a lounge."

After she finished speaking, she looked at Julia. It was obvious that she was talking about her.

Julia only glanced at her. Her eyebrows seemed to have gathered frozen snow, and her expression was indifferent.

Looking at her expression, Cindy took a deep breath, and the fear of being dominated aroused in her heart again.

On second thought, she felt that something was wrong. Why should she be afraid of? Ever since she suffered losses from this woman, she had spent a lot of money to hire a security team. All of them were highly skilled.

It was not necessary to be afraid of.

Thinking of this, she raised her head and said to her personal assistant, "Get them all out. It's time for me to make up."

Cindy's assistant was not an ordinary person. He looked around the room and noticed that Julia did not even have an assistant. The makeup artist did not look like her people. He thought that she was just a nobody and was very easy to deal with.

After surveying the surroundings, he directly walked forward and smiled, "Hello, I'm Cindy's assistant. Can you lend us this lounge?"

According to his observations, she would not dare to say no.

However, he still asked politely.

"Sorry, I can't." Julia said calmly.

Cindy's face turned pale. It was obvious that she didn't respect her at all. She endured her anger and did not say anything, only glancing at her assistant.

The assistant immediately understood. He said, "Miss, do you know who she is? If Cindy ask the director that she wants to requisition this dressing room, you have to give it to her. Miss, don't be so stubborn!"

Before they came here, he had known that among the female artists today, Cindy was the most famous one. He was very confident.

For someone like Julia who didn't even have a team and came to record the show alone, he wasn't afraid at all.

"I don't care." Julia replied calmly, then turned around and asked the makeup artist to continue.

It was the first time that the Male assistant had seen such a stubborn person. He became impatient and said angrily, "How dare you! Who do you think you are?"

Cindy was afraid of Julia. So she hired a strong assistant to protect her. When the assistant was angry, he looked quite frightening.

But Julia did not even look at him. She closed her eyes and raised her head for the makeup artist. Then she smiled scornfully.

It seemed that even if she changed her life direction, she would not be able to change the hostility of other characters towards her.

Seeing that Julia did not speak, the makeup artist decided to speak up, "You are going too far. This is the lounge that the director arranged for us, and the director doesn't say that we should go out!"

The assistant pointed at the makeup artist and said, "The director? Cindy is the most famous artist here. She has the right to choose her dressing room. Who are you?"

The makeup artist was a gentle person. For a moment, she didn't know how to refute and her face turned red.

The Male assistant added, "Why don't you answer me? Bitch!"

The makeup artist was furious, but she couldn't scold him like he did.

Before she could answer, Julia said indifferently, "She can answer you on the premise that you are talking like a human being."

At first, the assistant thought that Julia was easy to bully when he saw that she was alone, but he didn't expect that she was sharp—tongued woman.

But she was an artist. He was sure could treat the staff arrogantly, but he didn't dare to make troubles for artists.

Cindy was dissatisfied. She tried to calm herself down. All she had to do was to anger Julia and watch her to make a fool of herself.

Seeing that Julia's makeup was so outstanding, Cindy had an idea. She sat down and then pointed at the makeup artist and said, "Come over and makeup for me."

The makeup artist was stunned, but she still explained gently, "Wait me for five minutes. I need to help Miss Green first."

"Don't you hear what she said? Do you know how precious her time is? If you delay the rehearsal, can you take responsibility for the losses of the show?"

Actually, this makeup artist was not a nobody. She was a highly respected makeup artist on the local TV station. She was invited to put on makeup for the artists here. She came over to take care of Julia because of the orders from the higher—ups.

The Male assistant was so unreasonable.

The makeup artist said angrily, "Since your time is so precious, you guys should ask your own dresser to do that for you. I am not qualified."

Hearing this, the assistant was stunned and was extremely annoyed.

He directly snatched the brush from her hand and threw it onto the ground. He stepped on it twice and spat.

Cindy smiled like a flower.

"Hey, it's rude. I didn't Expect that a makeup artist would be so high—maintenance." Cindy said, covering her lips, pretending that she was scolding her assistant.