Don't chase me, Beautiful!

Don't chase me, Beautiful!
Reprimanded Again


Sella accidentally comes to his best friend's residence, he just wants to hear about the Artama family from Rista's mouth.


"Rista, I want to work at Arta Fashion" she said.


"Why do you want it now?"


"It turns out Mr. Darren's brother-in-law is very handsome" he replied.


"Miss Raisa's husband doesn't work at Arta Fashion, so you just want to meet with Mr Eza Mandala?"


"No, Rista. The Artama family is very interesting, must be proud to be part of its employees" he replied.


"Yes, that's it!" Rista tilted her lips when in reality it was far from hope.


"Do you know this guy?" Sella pointed to a photo of the man walking beside Darren as he exited the hospital's main door wearing a blue t-shirt and a black hat.


"Oh, that's Mr. Yuno. He's the President's personal secretary" Rista explained.


"I want to be with him!" Sella showed me her face.


Rista touched his best friend's forehead, "Don't dream!"


"Why indeed?" Ask with a face.


"It's not like you!"


"Then?"


"I don't know for sure Mr. Yuno from a distinguished family either, his mother is Mrs Clarissa's former manager."


"Oh, yeah. But I'd love to work there, if there's a vacancy tell me, please!"


"Yes, I'll call you later."


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Shooting again at Arta Fashion, Yuno approached Natasha who was just arriving. "Did your health improve today, Miss Tasha?"


"Yes" he answered briefly.


"Good, I'm happy to hear it" Yuno said, smiling thinly but able to make the heart of the woman in front of her beat fast.


"Thank you, for your concern," Natasha replied with a smile.


"Yes" Yuno walked over to her desk.


While Rista had to run again, he was 3 minutes late. If Darren comes first, his salary will be cut again.


As soon as she reached the Arta Fashion building, she tried to regulate her breathing and tried to calm down. He rushed to the studio room to choose the clothes the model would wear.


"Goddessa Charista!"


Instantly his eyes dodged, "My history is over!" muttered. He turned his back and put on the best smile.


"Why did it come?"


"So the bus went very slowly" he answered honestly.


"That's why!"


"I'm not lying, sir!"


"Good, Master!" Rista lowered her head.


After Darren returned to his room, Rista went into the studio.


"Why is it so long?" namel Natasha on Rista.


"Sorry, Miss. The bus I was riding was very slow, not to mention meeting the President," he replied.


"Well, where are the clothes I'm going to wear?"


Rista handed the evening dress she designed to Natasha.


Almost 2 hours, Rista was in the room. As promised, he met Darren.


"Good day, sir!" sapana.


"There are some customers who protest because the design results you make the color fade quickly," explained Darren.


"But I have asked the production to choose the number one quality fabric material with a good color," said Rista.


"But why are they protesting?"


"I don't know either, Sir!"


Darren kicked the table, "Why don't you know?"


Rista gasped in surprise, "I'm just following the President's orders!"


"I'll call the head of production and I'll repeatedly warn you not to be late, but still be violated. Didn't yesterday's pay cut deter you?"


"I'm sorry, Sir."


"Sorry, sorry and sorry. What if there were only three Arta Fashion employees like you, maybe this company would fall?"


"I promise I won't repeat it again," Rista still lowered her head.


"Go and call the head of production to face me!"


"Good, Sir." Rista called the employees responsible for the production.


Now all four are in the special living room of the President.


"Why make from fabric material whose color is the number three quality?"


"I don't know, Sir. Usually we do order with quality number one," replied the head of production.


"I want to see the note of the payment of the cloth" he asked Yuno and her secretary gave it to him. "Here is written the fabric material with the number one quality and the price remains the same, who is actually playing here?" tanyakanya.


"Have we been deceived, sir?"


"You mean they've been cheating?" Darren looked at his secretary.


"It could be, sir," Yuno replied.


"Investigate!" darren's orders. "If they have cheated and do not want to provide compensation, prepare a lawyer to take care of it" he continued.


"Good, Master!" yuno.