The Twin Seeds of the Millionaire

Interviews

Someone shouted in surprise, "Who are you? Why are you riding the executive elevator?"

“Sorry, I'm here for an interview and I'm in a hurry.” Winnie wanted to get up as she spoke, but in a hurry, her long, wavy hair stuck to the person's buttons. His scalp ached from the pull and he fell backwards, his hand pressing on the man's chest. As if electrocuted, he apologized, "I, forgive me! I didn't mean it!" The space in the elevator suddenly became silent for two seconds.

The people inside the elevator then laughed a little at the next moment. But due to the presence of that important person, they forced themselves to hold back the laughter and immediately shut their mouths when they saw his gloomy look. Afonso was obviously frozen and he furrowed his brows. He had never encountered such an unreasonable thing before. "Sorry, I'm really sorry... Can you help me?" Winnie desperately wanted to let go of her hair but her hair got stuck more and more as she moved and her palms started to sweat.

Afonso continued to feel that the woman was giving him a sense of familiarity, yet he had clearly never met her before. And people who suffer from severe mysophobia like him do not actually feel disgusted. He was silent for a moment and agreed to his request. He lowered his head and untied the strands of hair with his delicate fingers. “Do not move, just relax,” he said in a cold and aloof voice.

That voice.sounds familiar! Winnie surprised. He remembered the night five years ago. Under the dim light, he opened his eyes in the midst of confusion. Although he could not see the man's looks clearly, he could faintly see his thin reddish lips. "Thank you." He did not get an answer and he secretly glanced at him out of curiosity. The man was wearing an expensive handmade suit. She had a pair of attractive long legs and her pursed lips were beautiful, showing her arrogant and distant personality.

"Missing." The assistant quickly reacted. Thinking of his downfall against Mr Villares, he spoke coldly, "You said you were in a hurry, but I guess you just want to attack the president?" Hit him? Hayden was still in a daze, and the man beside him actually slightly lowered his head and caught a glimpse of it from the corner of his eyes.

He had many women around him all along and there were indeed many women who racked their brains to try to approach him. But since the incident five years ago, she has not been able to develop an interest in women. The only woman she had ever been in contact with was the woman of the night, who was also the mother of her son.

Thinking back to the blatant actions of the woman earlier, it seemed like she wanted to approach him on purpose. Coldness and disgust were then slowly seen from his eyes. He was actually almost fooled by the woman before him.

Winnie was immediately unhappy. “Say I'm in a hurry, why are you looking at me like that?” She actually felt grateful from the bottom of her heart as she helped him. "Levy," the man ignored her and said to his assistant coldly, "Push the level button."

Levy Reynolds pressed the button with the nearest level. After the elevator doors opened, she gestured for Winnie to leave. “Please get out of here, and please don't use such a hoax next time, Miss.”

"Oh come on, I really don't..." Winnie wanted to defend herself, but the assistant asked her to get out of the elevator in a firm manner. Winnie gritted her teeth and looked at Afonso sharply. She left the elevator and still complained quietly, “Who does she think she is, why should I hit her? Pat...” His voice was still heard and fear covered Levy's entire face. Are applicants looking for problems?

The strong ruthless aura of the man beside her made her limbs shiver and she did not dare to look at him. He then said in a trembling voice, "I'll call the security guards to come handle this!"

"Forget it!" As the elevator doors closed, Afonso also shifted his gaze. The woman's words were still ringing in her ears and for some reason she developed a slight interest in the woman. Very nice! He half narrowed his eyes and his voice was much deeper and colder than before. He wanted to see how good the woman looked in the interview. "Call Joshua and tell him I'll go for an interview at 10am."

“Yes, Mr Villares.”

Meanwhile, Winnie had already arrived at the reception room. Seeing that the room was filled with people, he suddenly felt pressure. The number of applicants was much greater than he thought. He randomly found a position and stood there, some women were chatting beside him.

"Well, really? I heard Mr. Villares had a son but no wife yet, and he was handsome. Could she be the interviewer to find her son a mother?"

"Could be! But I heard he had a problem..or why did he not have an official partner for so long? He did have a lot of scandals, could it be that he was abandoned by a woman?" After gossiping, the women decided to admire the president. They don't mind being a stepmother as long as they can marry into a rich family.

Seeing them competing for the president's heart, Winnie could only roll her eyes and sneer. Usually, the age of a senior president who has a child should be over thirty, and the president should also have a distended stomach. Since the president is that rich, could he have chosen a mother for his child from the people interviewed? He assumed he only intended to choose a mistress for himself. Winnie developed a bit of antipathy towards her future boss from her subconscious mind.

"Winnie Chamber!"

"Here!" Realizing her name was called, Winnie broke through the crowd. He took a deep breath and opened the door. In total there were five interviewers on stage, sitting upright and courteous in the middle. The interviewer sitting on the right was talking to a man respectfully.

Winnie was stunned when she realized the man was actually the man in the elevator! He glanced at the flattering behavior of the people around him and his breathing came to a halt. She's panicking. The man seemed to have a higher position than anyone in the room and he wondered what his position was. The manager? Director? Or the...

Afonso seemed to notice something. He looked up, looked at her flatly and looked down, as if he had never seen her before and spoke, "So, you graduated from the Wharton School at the University of Pennsylvania?"

“I... I still haven't got my university diploma.” Winnie finally got her voice back. Because he had ventured to write the name of the university when filling out the application form, he managed to receive a reply letter for the interview afterwards. He desperately needed that job.

The interviewer was surprised by his words. “Does that mean the information you provided is wrong?” He turned around and immediately apologized to Afonso who was sitting beside him, "Sorry, Mr. Villares, our inspection..." Afonso waved his hand and gestured for him not to speak. He then turned to the woman below the stage and looked at her coldly. “So you mean, you came here to apply for a job just based on your work experience at Hotel Mileder in Germany before?” His voice is getting colder. "Have you checked the job requirements?" He threw the information sheet at her with an indifferent gaze and had learned of her lie. "Get out!"

With a look of despair, Winnie picked up the sheets, turned around and prepared to leave. The cold voice of the man sounded in his ears from behind once again. "Never do such a useless trick. No company wants anyone to fake their information!" Winnie jolted to a halt and felt angry. The man was too proud and too confident!

He turned around and slammed the sheets onto the table. His voice was loud enough to instantly shock the other interviewer. They all looked at him and snapped. How could anyone dare to throw an item towards Mr Villares? Has he lost his mind?

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