Chapter 938 I Won''t Hire You


    For a while, Vivian felt like she was dumb. She had no idea what Brandon meant. Was he referring


    to allowing her to return home to prepare for the job or was he actually refusing to hire her?


    "I''m not going to hire you," Brandon stated tly. "The Larson Group does not need to use your


    identity as the Turners'' adopted daughter to improve our corporate image. We would adjust our


    rtionships with otherpanies ourselves. It was true, the rtions between Larson Group and


    Barnes'' long-established businesses needed to be improved. But we would not give in first. That''s


    not my style."


    Somehow, Vivian could feel the slight hostility from Brandon.


    "There are many orphans who are ambitious and fighting for their dreams. Larson Group indeed


    engaged itself to charity work to help them achieve their goal, but we would never hire people solely


    on the basis of kindness," Brandon added. His remarks had hinted at the oue of the interview.


    Vivian was shocked. She didn''t expect him to be so tough. She realized that she had used the


    wrong strategy. It served no purpose in gaining his sympathy or emphasizing her identity.


    She should have emphasized her abilities more.


    Vivian still tried to defend herself, but it was useless. The staff escorted her out and let the next


    intervieweee in.


    Narrowing his eyes, Brandon felt a familiar feeling as he looked at Vivian''s receding figure.


    The way Vivian spoke just now was exactly the same as that of the young Charis, who was arrogant


    and confident.


    However, Vivian was different from Charis. Charis '' self-assurance was natural and deep in her


    bones as a daughter born into a wealthy family, which Vivian couldn''t pretend to be. Vivian


    appeared to be aplete parody.


    When Vivian took the elevator downstairs, she finally broke down. Her vision became hazy.


    Brandon was, as the rumors suggested, a tough guy to deal with.


    ying the sentiment card was not enough to sway him.


    Vivian was fru str a tingly considering what she should do next. The elevator came to a halt, and two


    employees, a man and a woman, stepped in. The female employee, holding a couple of cups of


    coffee, and the male employee, holding a cake box, both smiled brightly.


    "I didn''t expect J to show up today. She is still very nice. She even brought us coffee and cake,"


    thedy said with a smile.


    The male employee, who appeared to have joined the Larson Group just recently, was surprised to


    learn that J had previously worked for the Larson Group. "I had no idea Mrs. Larson worked


    here before she became a famous designer!" he eximed. "But honestly, she looked much more


    beautiful in person than in pictures on the Inte."


    A trace of disdain shed through Vivian''s eyes when she overheard their conversation. J was


    only good at buying people''s support by doing such insignificant things like buying them coffee.


    "Fortunately, Mr. Larson was not with Charis anymore," the female employee continued. "Otherwise,


    we''d be having a hard time right now. Apart from having a bad personality, Charis'' face became


    even more unattractive after being disfigured. Unlike Charis, J is beautiful and kind


    -hearted..."


    Vivian''s expression changed upon hearing it. She secretly pushed the female employee from


    behind.


    "Hey! What are you doing?" thedy employee turned and yelled at Vivian.


    The coffee in her hand spilled and sshed on her white dress when Vivian pushed her. The brown


    coffee stains on the dress made it look dreadful.


    "You pushed me on purpose?" thedy asked, pulling the hemline of her dress.


    "I''m sorry. I was careless," Vivian apologized insincerely while feigning an innocent expression.


    However, deep down, she felt not sorry at all.


    "Which department are you in?" The female employee became furious when Vivian gave her a


    perfunctory apology.


    Vivian slightly curled the corners of her lips. "I''m just here for an interview," she said with a defiant


    look. But I''m the Turners'' adopted daughter. Well, do you want me to ask my parents to deal with it?


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    The Turner family''s adoption of an orphan girl had been making the rounds at thepany recently.


    Of course, thedy had heard the news.


    "Forget it. It''s not a big deal. Offending the Turners will not help you in any way." In hushed tones,


    the male employee next to thedy tried to calm her down. Thedy employee could only shut up


    and swallow her resentment.


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    The elevator door eventually opened. Vivian walked out arrogantly, smiling.


    As Vivian approached the gate of the Larson Group building, she noticed an increasing number of


    protesters.