Don't Fall For Me, CEO
Chapter 65: Tasty Dishes, Wasted Rice
CHAPTER 65: CHAPTER 65: TASTY DISHES, WASTED RICE
However, for now, no one has noticed the private interactions between July Quinn and Kyle Keaton, except for Miles Jacobs.
Upon seeing July Quinn’s face that seemed to redefine beauty standards, Miles Jacobs was filled with emotions.
He knew clearly now that this was the ’mama’ his financial backer had found for him, so he dared not gossip or joke lightly.
Even if he had just seen July Quinn and his financial backer exchanging flirtatious glances, he didn’t dare make a noise.
As for Kyle Keaton, after he looked away from July Quinn, he returned to his usual cold and ascetic elite demeanor.
He kept a straight face and didn’t ask any questions.
Both Mr. Jacobs and Assistant Keaton remained silent, causing the atmosphere in the interview room to become somewhat awkward.
The HR manager didn’t understand what was happening, but could only substitute for the two by asking questions.
"What special skills do you all have?"
With the HR manager’s question, the two people who went before in the interview regarded graduating from prestigious universities as their special skill.
"I graduated from Peking University."
"I graduated from Xiamen University."
When it was July Quinn’s turn, she suddenly straightened her posture and declared seriously, "I have a big chest."
As soon as these words fell, the interviewers in the room had somewhat peculiar expressions, as if desperately holding back something.
Especially Kyle Keaton, whose forehead veins were visibly throbbing.
He was almost ready to rush over and strangle July Quinn to end it all.
As for the other two interviewees, they seemed to perceive what July Quinn said as unfair competition.
Both stared at July Quinn, looking indignant.
July Quinn felt the unfriendly gaze from the two and smiled, "Why are you looking at me like that? I’m the real deal."
She straightened her back again.
Compared to the loose T-shirts she usually wore, today’s white blouse and black A-line skirt accentuated her already graceful figure even more perfectly.
Making men, like the young man in the interview, unable to take their eyes off her.
Making women, like the young woman in the interview, clutch their jackets in frustration to cover their flat bodies.
Not wanting the interview to get out of hand, the HR manager had to ask again.
"Give me a reason you wish to stay and develop with The Jacobs Group."
The young man in the interview immediately began a passionate speech, essentially saying — I want to realize my self-worth.
Similarly, the young woman also delivered a lengthy discourse, roughly meaning — I want to give back to society and make a name for myself.
Then, it was July Quinn’s turn again.
Under everyone’s gaze, unintentionally focused on her, July Quinn calmly replied, "I fell in love with someone who doesn’t come home!"
Everyone’s faces noticeably twitched.
Perhaps fearing more objections from the other interviewees, which might affect the interview process, the HR manager quickly followed with the third question.
"What do you think sets you apart from others, something that would make the company willing to retain you with a high salary?"
Like before, the other two interviewees launched into passionate speeches, behaving as if not hiring them would be the company’s loss.
Once again, it was July Quinn’s turn to respond.
Honestly, after the previous two questions, Miles Jacobs inexplicably looked forward to July Quinn’s odd yet intriguing replies.
July Quinn didn’t disappoint him, "The difference between me and other beautiful women is that they’re all enchanting, but I’m the one who’s troublesome!"
As expected, nearly everyone present wore peculiar expressions upon hearing her answer.
This time, Miles Jacobs couldn’t hold back and chuckled out loud.
July Quinn’s response inexplicably reminded him of a saying — a good dish costs rice, and a good woman costs men.
So does that mean Lord Keaton also...
But as he turned back, he found his financial backer giving him a cold and icy stare.
Miles Jacobs: "..."
Is this maybe what they call a large-scale social death scene?