No, Ximen Longting's IQ would not allow her to do something so blatant, and Ji Ziang could also check it out.
What's more, this was so obvious that even Jing Jiaren could tell something was wrong.
Jing Jiaren gathered her thoughts and soldiers came to cover up the water and earth.
When he was brought to the door, the woman turned and walked away.
Jing Jiaren knocked politely and heard a rich male voice inside: "Come in."
Jing Jiaren walked in and saw a luxurious modern decoration style.
On the black BOSS chair, the man turned his back and looked at the scenery outside the floor-to-ceiling window of the building.
"Sit down."
The voice sounds very young.
Jing Jiaren was not restrained and sat down on a chair in the atrium gracefully.
The man flipped through the information in his hand and commented coldly: "You are no beautiful."
Jing Jiaren thought she heard wrongly.
She did not attach a photo to her resume...
And he always had his back to her. Apparently, he had seen her on the surveillance video before she came in.
Jing Jiaren smiled: "Does my appearance have anything to do with the position I'm applying for?" (The following are all conversations in English)
"I can forgive you for not being beautiful, but you have no taste either."
"I'm not a beauty pageant girl."
"Your taste comes from your aesthetics, which will directly affect your creative direction. Miss Elizabeth, is this design manuscript really from your mind?"
Jing Jiaren is neither humble nor arrogant: "Thank you for recognizing my work. But I think I am here to apply for a job today, not to be insulted."
"..."
"If you don't understand even the most basic respect, I think our conversation is over."
With that said, Jing Jiaren stood up, bowed gracefully and turned around.
"Wait a minute." The man said in an interesting voice, "Show me your design drawings."
Jing Jiaren wanted to throw away her hands and leave. After thinking about it, she took it out of her briefcase and put it on his desk.
The man who had been pretending to be mysterious suddenly turned his chair.
It was a man in his early 30s, wearing an iron-gray suit, with strong and handsome features, looking at people like a goshawk waiting on the edge of the bird's nest.
The prey will be torn into pieces at any time.
Jing Jiaren was startled by his gaze, but she soon calmed down.
He only glanced at it easily, picked up her manuscript and read it casually.
"Are you going to use this kind of work to get away with it?"
"..."
"As bad as your taste."
Does this count as rejection?
Jing Jiaren tried her best to endure and said: "If I remember correctly, you only gave me one night. Besides, you don't have the final say on whether my taste is good or not!"
"Isn't it me who has the final say?" He raised a corner of his mouth, "I will probably be your future BOSS, your immediate superior."
I have to admit, this guy is very attractive.
But in Jing Jiaren's eyes, he is far behind compared to Ximen Longting!
She doesn't understand who set her up——
Ximen Longting's jealousy is obviously impossible; it is not Leng Aofeng's behavior; Leng Lintian has not recovered his memory yet...
Jing Jiaren turned around and was about to leave, but the man stopped her coldly: "I appreciate your creativity and your potential talent, but your foundation is really poor."
"..."
"You now have absolutely no skills as a professional designer."