<span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'">Other than the affairs of the heart, there's one thing that Sisi can honestly say that she'd has strife with, and that was the management of money. She was always yin or yang, hot or cold, and there was very little balance when it came to her finances. She did very well with the accounting and keeping track of money, and the girl was exceptionally gifted in finding ways to flip her finances into gain, but when it came to sheer management... she was either too frugal or too lucid with her spending. Thus was the cause of God and the universe guiding her to a workshop on the financial and litigation side of professional industry standards when it came to things such as investments, budgeting, and plain old generating passive revenue. There were sure to be young aspiring entrepreneurs, college students, and perhaps even law officials in the making here, but Sisi had came for a specific seminar on the professional litigation into the entertainment and performing industry, that ranged from acting all the way to professional sports. There were going to be a few speakers, and Sienna would stay for all of them, but she was really interested in the aforementioned topic of study. Part of her even felt like she was in school again despite having just recently graduated from Stanford with two B.S. in Engineering and Information Technology. That in itself made her a sore thumb sticking out to people, as one look at her and you'd think she went to some liberal school to be a fashionista or model. But Sienna Santos was far from. The girl was raised in the country hills of Cali, a chick who wouldn't pause to get her hands dirty in the right climate. All coated with a heart of gold... perhaps too golden to some. She adjusts her <a class="link link--external" data-proxy-href="/proxy.php?link=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.dhresource.com%2F0x0s%2Ff2-albu-g3-M00-43-4B-rBVaHVUNjZyAUknfAAMKK0KA5mA961.jpg%2Fsexy-lace-women-summer-dress-formal-crochet.jpg&amp;hash=d2533ccd8ed8516a484a10cbf8b4de8a" href="https://www.dhresource.com/0x0s/f2-albu-g3-M00-43-4B-rBVaHVUNjZyAUknfAAMKK0KA5mA961.jpg/sexy-lace-women-summer-dress-formal-crochet.jpg" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank">outfit</a> as her black heels click against the floor and makes her way into the venue for the session. Her hair straight and refined down to her shoulders as she signed her name in and found a seat at the very front so she could listen in without recompense. She grabs a pen and notepad to take down some notes for the coming seminars. A few looks dart her way unknown to her as she takes a seat. <br/>
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Why she chose to wore heels she'd never know. The girl was already 5'10" without them, now she'd be towering over most people in here at 6'1" with them on. But unlike most girls, her height was something she wasn't insecure about. She loved it, and it was a main factor in her being the level of athlete she was all through college playing soccer. But even with her love for sports, she'd always wanted to be a performer. She loved the crowd and spotlight, but not in an attention whore type of way. She loved to cause influence to the masses for the better, that maybe a piece of her could help the world function a little bit better. Soccer was a deep love, but how far could sports really reach a person's heart? Nonetheless, the girl was a beast when it came to athletics, her workouts on par with those fit freaks you see with insane Iron Man and Spartan exercise programs, it was why she had her job now as a fitness trainer. At first she started out helping people in college, teammates, friends, students, etc. Then when she went back home she realized people were always asking her to help them get in shape and fit their body. Sisi decided she might as well make some money off of it, and her job became a secure and constant flow for her money wise. But she wanted more influence and the means to really get where she wants to be, hopefully this could be a good start. <br/>
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She brought her eyes to look at the speakers for the day, out of the few of them, she looked for any that she might've known. Some of the names sounded familiar, but she wasn't quite sure she could place it. However, when her eyes did lock onto a tall, very handsome looking man in a nice suit, her mind instantly went to places of attraction she wouldn't say out loud. The guy was gorgeous, and she found herself staring at him longer than others. She could hear some of the other girls talking about the same guy, and Sisi couldn't blame him. <i>Goodness he could speak to me anyday</i> she thought to herself, she saw his nametag as a G. Miller, and Sienna wondered which session he was speaking in. He probably-definitely had a girlfriend though with his looks and status, instead Sisi started to doodle on her notepad until the workshop began. </span>