W⃨h⃨o⃨ i⃨s⃨ ʝɛʂʂi⃨ƈą ℘h⃨ơɛŋi⃨ҳ ?⃨. (english)

𝓢𝓲𝓷𝓰𝓵𝓮 𝓟𝓪𝓻𝓽

The dawn was present in the city; projecting a soft light that entered through the windows of the highest office of a building; There, a woman with an authoritarian bearing, occupies the seat of the elegant desk, surrounded by several cameras that captured each of the movements she made. Before answering the question "Who is Jessica Phoenix"? The woman lets out a deep sigh.

"Have you ever imagined that you are super hyper mega ultra billionaire!!" he began speaking with exaggeration towards one of the cameras, raising both legs on the chair, almost pouncing against the desk "Exactly! That's why you're still the same as always" she took a second "I won't specify more for legal reasons" she coughed falsely. "I want you to listen very carefully what I'm going to tell you." She got off the swivel chair moving towards the window observing the beautiful landscape of dawn, she turns again, changing his serious look to one of madness "Stop wasting your time on imaginations! Just do it!, do everything possible to meet your goals!, go for a run!, go on a diet" she stopped for a second "or maybe not!, buy a toaster!, that will provoke enthusiasm in whatever you want to do, all that will do... make you like me" she wink to another camera.

"Cut" someone shouted.

The director of the documentary approached the woman who was assisted by her assistant "Miss. Phoenix, you were excellent, I loved the toaster part, you are very funny" he let out a laugh at the end.

"Silence," she shut up the man. "Diana, go get my coffee, we don't have all day for this." The woman got up leaving her office.

"Yes, Miss Phoenix, I'll go right away."

The cameramen followed Jessica, capturing every step taken by her elegant heels.

They reached the work area of the other designers; Jessica stopped at the first table observing a design.

"What kind of person would use this?" she asked the owner of the design.

"Ahm... I," the other girl replied nervously.

"You?" Jessica asked sarcastically. "I don't doubt it, however, the theme of the collection is retro futurism." She took a piece of fabric." This is vintage retro!!

Many were silent when they saw their boss screaming.

"Correct it," she ordered seriously.

Jessica turned to the camera with a smile on her face—It's part of her learning, in the future she will know how to distinguish between cilantro and parsley.

They walked until they arrived with another designer.

"Are you trying to make a wedding dress?"

"Yes, Miss Phoenix," the young man answered with courage.

"It looks more like an attempt at a dress to scare the husband, keep it up!" She slapped the young designer on the back, who attended relieved.

The next shot was interrupted by a man who came running towards Jessica with several documents in his hands.

"Miss Phoenix!"

The woman turned to see him seriously when she was interrupted.

"I hoped this was important, Alex," she smiled falsely, she hates being interrupted.

"Yes! If it is" the man assured himself with a certain fear in his voice, he accommodated his documents with nerves when he saw that they were upset

"Speak," the woman ordered.

"I've been checking the accounts... and... there's something you should know" he began nervously.

"What is it about?" asked the woman, looking sideways as the camera kept recording.