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Chapter 8 Fail the Interview For the next few days, Aurora lived in this apartment that was more than 400 square meters. Terry left
the master bedroom for her, went to race in the day, and returned with food at night.
Every time Aurora closed her eyes, she would think of Zac’s sharp eyes and tone. Her heart would still
hurt, but she worked hard to adjust and calm her emotions.
The family motto of the Bennet family was to grow stronger and grow endlessly.
She would not let herself fall just like that.
Another day, Aurora finished washing up and put on light makeup. She wore a professional suit,
revealing her curvaceous figure. When she went out, she bumped into Terry, who had just returned
from buying breakfast.
“Where are you going?” Terry stopped her.
“I have an interview.” As she spoke, Aurora changed into her high heels and gave him a flying kiss.
“Wish me good luck, baby.”
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt“Have some breakfast.”
“It’s too late.” Aurora shook her head, stepped on her high heels, and left.
Terry was speechless. He knew Aurora. She was strong and competitive and would never depend on
others.
What he had to do was to protect her.
The interview was one of the top 500 companies, and the position was sales. Aurora knew that she
was pretty and in shape. Sales were her best choice. And she could earn quick money.
The HR was very satisfied with her. Shawn had brought Aurora to various business occasions. so
she was talented in the business.
“Ms. Bennet, your resume is very outstanding. We have heard of your background. The daughter of the
Bennet family must be good.” The HR manager was very friendly. He was spinning a pen and looked at
her with appreciation. “I’m afraid that our small company will waste your talent.”
Aurora immediately understood what the HR manager meant. “I know that the basic salary of the sales
is low, but I don’t care about the salary. I will try to get a high commission.”
Her attitude satisfied the HR manager and the HR was about to arrange her working time.
At that time, the manager’s phone rang.
“Sir, your phone.” the assistant reminded him.
“OK. Ms. Bennet, please wait a moment. Let me answer the phone.”
Aurora nodded politely, then the manager got up and left the interview room.
A few minutes later, he rushed in again with a troubled expression, “Miss Aurora, I’m sorry, I can’t hire
you.”
Aurora didn’t expect this. “Why?”
“This … is our company’s problem. Your talent will be wasted here. I believe Ms. Bennet will be able to
find a higher position.” The supervisor did not dare to say that someone was behind this and could only
decline.
Aurora’s first interview failed.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmAurora was sitting in the chair downstairs of the building, eating a sandwich.
Other than Zac, she couldn’t think of anyone else who would do that.
At this time, in the CEO’s office of the Buchanna Building. Zac had just finished a meeting and was
sitting on a leather chair and listening to his assistant, Carter Bacon’s report, his eyebrows overflowing
with coldness.
“Are you saying that she was rejected by the Costun Company?”
“Yes, Mr. Buchanna. Miss Swon did it.” Carter noticed that Zac still cared about Aurora though they
were in a fight.
“Mr. Buchanna, do you need me to help Ms. Bennet…” he asked boldly.
Before Carter finished speaking, Zac raised his eyes. The gaze scared Carter and he stopped speaking
immediately.
Zac turned his face to the French window. His dark eyes swept past Creek Club. Aurora’s stubborn
look made his heart feel a little agitated.
“All of this is the Bennet family’s fault.” He warned himself not to be soft-hearted. His throat moved.
“Keep an eye on her. If there is any news, report it in time.”
“Yes, Mr. Buchanna.”