Chapter 8: Failed Interviews
For several days in a row, Cindy lived in the four hundred-square foot apartment. Noman left the master bedroom for her to sleep in, and he would go racing during the day and bring her back dinner at night.
Lying on the bed, Cindy would think of Eric’s harsh eyes and tone of voice whenever she closed her eyes. Her heart would still ache, but she would try hard to adjust and calm herself down.
The Scott family motto: The movement of heaven is full of power, makes oneself strong and untiring.
She would not allow herself to just degenerate.
That day, Cindy washed up, put on light makeup, and dressed in a professional suit, showing off her chiseled figure, and bumped into Noman, who had just returned from buying breakfast, on her way out the door.
“Where are you going?” Noman immediately stopped her.
“I have an appointment for an interview.” Cindy said as she changed into her heels and made a flying kiss at him, “Wish me luck, N.”
“You can leave after you eat breakfast.”
“It’s too late.” Cindy shook her head, stepped on her high heels, and left the door.
Noman was helpless, but also knew Cindy’s character, to be strong and aggressive, never fostered by others, even if he said more, it does not help.
And what he has to do from now on is to protect her.
The interview was with a Fortune 500 company, the position was in marketing and sales, and Cindy knew she had the best body and looks. The sales are a good choice, not to mention the money is coming fast.
The HR interviewer was also very satisfied with her, plus her father had taken her on various business occasions since she was a child, so she had a talent for business.
“Miss Scott, your resume is excellent, and we have heard about your background, the daughter from the Scott family must not be bad.” The HR supervisor’s attitude was very friendly, he was twirling the pen in his hand and looked at her with an appreciative face, “I’m just afraid that the small company will yield the talent.”
Cindy immediately understood the meaning of the HR supervisor, “I know that the base salary of sales is low, but I don’t care about the salary, I will try to get a high commission.”
Her attitude was so impeccable that the HR supervisor was ready to line up the board immediately.
And just at this time –
“Supervisor.” The young assistant reminded next to him, “There is a call.”
” Okay Miss Scott, please hold on. Allow me to take a call.”
Cindy also nodded politely, and then the supervisor got up and left the interview room.
But a few minutes later he hurried in again with a difficult look on his face, “Miss Scott, I’m sorry, but our company is not able to hire you.”
Cindy obviously did not see this coming, “Why?”
“This … is our company’s problem, shallow water cannot trap the dragon, I believe that Miss Cindy can certainly become another high …”
The supervisor naturally did not dare to say that someone instructed, can only politely refuse.
So, the first interview was a direct failure!
Cindy bit the sandwich and sat on a chair under the building.NôvelDrama.Org content.
Apart from Eric, she couldn’t think of anyone else who would interfere with all this and deliberately play a dirty trick!
At this moment, in the president’s office of Miller Building, Eric, who had just finished a meeting, sat on a leather chair listening to his assistant’s report, his eyebrows overflowing with coldness.
“You mean, she went to the good day interview and was rejected?”
“Yes Mr. Miller, I asked, and it was Miss Kelly who did it.” Assistant brown wondered why obviously Miss Cindy and Mr. Miller had turned against each other, Mr. Miller still asked him to keep an eye on Miss Scott’s every move.
He boldly asked, “Mr. Miller, do you need me to arrange someone to help …”
Before he could finish his sentence, Eric raised his eyes, and the look in his eyes made him feel weak, so he quickly stopped talking.
Eric turned his chair to face the side of the floor-to-ceiling window, and his dark eyes swept over Cindy’s stubborn face in the Augusta clubhouse, which actually made his heart a little bit irritated.
“It’s all the Scott family’s fault.” He mentally admonished himself not to be soft-hearted, and his throat moved, “Keep watching her, and report back in time if there is any news.”
“Yes, Mr. Miller.”