She closed the phone with a snap and looked directly at him as he walked towards her step by step. One meter away from her, he raised his eyebrows warmly and said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Tan, please find another talent!"
Having said that, he pressed the key to unlock the lock and started to pull the car door.
Whether Tan Qing deliberately wanted to tease her, or because he knew her and sold her a favor to join MT, she didn't need it at all.
She doesn't want to live dependent on Leng Yan, nor does she want to enter MT because of Tan Qing.
She is very confident in her work, but in a big company like MT, there must be a lot of talents, so who can she guess who deserves to be hired?
"A big company like MT will never show favoritism based on one person's opinion. If it can be admitted out of the box, it can only be because it needs that kind of work and that kind of designer."
Tan Qing didn't stop her, but her gentle words made Nuan Nuan stop pulling the car door. She turned around and looked at Tan Qing in confusion.
"I never make fun of MT, and I never hire useless people. If you feel that you really can't handle the job here, I won't force you to stay."
He smiled softly, but it was as serious as when he was in the interview room, without a trace of joking.
His words touched her deeply and had a strong attraction. If what he said was true, then those people came because of her works, not because of her love.
However, I still couldn’t believe it: “Didn’t you give me the green light?”
"Don't care about your academic qualifications, just look at your works. I told them in advance. I did give the green light on this point, but it's just that level. In the final analysis, your works are suitable for MT."
Nuan Nuan bit her lip, not knowing whether to agree to stay.
After all, Tan Qing works here, which makes her somewhat repelled by MT.
"Joe, you like his design very much, don't you?"
With a faint disappointment in her eyes, Tan Qing suddenly remembered that when they first met, she showed great interest in his shirt because it was Joe's design.
Tan Qing looked at her with a smile: "This year we invited him to do design for our company."
"Joe...Okay, I'll come to work." Wen Nuan nodded.
She admitted that both MT and Joe had an irresistible charm on her. She really wanted to see who this low-key designer who never showed up was.