Sir, Please Mellow Down A Bit

Sir, Please Mellow Down A Bit Chapter 8

Chapter 8 Failed Interview

For a few days, Lyra lived in this huge apartment. Nore gave her the master bedroom. He would race in

the day and bring food back to her at night.

Lying on the bed, every time Lyra closed her eyes, she would think of Hank’s sharp

eyes and tone. Her heart would still ache, but she would try to calm her emotions.

The Jones family’s family motto was to grow stronger and endlessly. She would not let herself fall like

this.

This day, Lyra finished washing up and put on light makeup. She was dressed in a professional suit,

revealing her curvaceous figure. When she went out, she bumped into Nore, who had just returned

from buying breakfast.

“Where are you going?” Nore immediately stopped her.

“I have an interview.” As Lyra spoke, she changed into her high heels and threw him a kiss. “Wish me

good luck, Nor-nor.”

“No, you can leave after breakfast.”

“It s too late.” Lyra shook her head and stepped on her high heels as he left.

Nore was helpless, but he knew Lyra’s character. She was competitive and never depend on others.

He would never be able to change her mind.

And what he had to do from now on was to protect her.

Her interview was at a top 500 company, and the position was market sales. Lyra knew that her figure

and appearance were all superior, and working in sales would be the best. Also, she could make

money quickly.

The HR at the interview was also very satisfied with her. In addition, Drake took her to various business

occasions. She was talented in doing business.

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must be excellent.” The HR manager was very friendly. He held a pen in his hand and looked at her

with a look of appreciation. But I don’t know if you are interested in this small company.”

Lyra immediately understood the HR manager’s meaning. “I know that the salary is low, but I don’t care

about the salary. I will try to get a high commission.”

This attitude of hers made the HR manager satisfied and was ready to hire her on the spot.

And at this time…

“Sir, there’s an external call,” the assistant reminded.

“Okay, Miss Jones. Please wait a moment. Let me answer the phone.”

Lyra also nodded politely, and then the supervisor got up and left the interview room.

But a few minutes later, he rushed into the room again, looking embarrassed. “Miss Lyra, I’m sorry, I

can’t hire you.”

“Why?” Lyra obviously did not expect this.

“This… is the problem of our company. We can’t keep a big shot like you here. i believe you can

definitely find a way better job…” The supervisor did not dare to say that there was someone behind

this and could only nicely decline her.

So, the first interview failed!

Lyra nibbled on a sandwich and sat on the chair downstairs.

Except for Hank, she really couldn’t think of anyone else who would interfere in all this and deliberately

make dirty moves!

At this time, in the president’s office of the Barnwell group building, Hank, who had just finished a

meeting, sat on a leather chair and listened to the report of his assistant, and his expression was a bit

cold.

“You mean, she was rejected by the interview at Hutton?”

“Yes, Mr. Barnwell. I asked. It was Miss Kensley who did it.” Although Keith, the assistant, did not know

why and Lyra and Mr. Barnwell had already turned against each other, Mr. Barnwell still asked him to

keep an eye on Miss Jones’ every move.

“Mr. Barnwell, do you need me to arrange for someone to help Lyra…” he asked boldly.

Before he finished speaking, Hank looked at him. That daunting gaze made Keith quail, and he quickly

stopped talking.

Hank turned the chair and faced the side of the floor-to-ceiling window. His dark eyes glanced at Creek

Club. Lyra’s stubborn look actually made his heart feel a trace of inexplicable irritability.

“All of this is the Jones family’s own fault.” He warned himself not to be soft-heartedi His throat moved.

“Continue to keep an eye on her. If there is any news, report it in time

“Yes, Mr. Barnwell.”