494 Dont Appear Before Me Ever Again (1/2)

In the interview room, Tang Mo'er had spotted Gu Mohan at first glance. He was seated right in the middle of the panel of interviewers.

He didn't lift his eyes to look over at her, but rather, his head was lowered and he was focused on looking through the design sketches.

Tang Mo'er was a little dejected, but she straightened her back and gathered her confidence. She needed to nail this interview.

”Miss Tang, please have a seat.”

Tang Mo'er sat down and the clerk submitted her design sketch to the panel of interviewers. The higher-ups were all pretty satisfied with her design, they nodded their heads in approval and handed the design sketch over to Gu Mohan for him to have a look.

”Miss Tang, we've just taken a look at your design. May I know where you get your design inspiration from?” a higher-up asked.

Tang Mo'er gave it some thought before replying, ”I…”

”This is your design?” A magnetic voice resounded in her ears, interrupting her answer. Tang Mo'er rapidly lifted her head, glancing at Gu Mohan.

Gu Mohan narrowed his eyes, his gaze fixed on her ravishing beauty. ”This is your design? It's totally subpar, so mainstream yet tacky. How dare you even apply for the position of an interning designer at the Gu Corporation?”

Mainstream yet tacky.

How dare she.

Color drained from Tang Mo'er's face, she looked at Gu Mohan in shock.

The other higher-ups were also observing Gu Mohan, not daring to utter a single word. But they just couldn't figure out, why did President even use such strong words? Was her design that bad in his eyes?

Gu Mohan narrowed his eyes and gave a cynical laugh, he picked up her design and continued, ”We have many capable candidates applying to join us here. With your standards, you're just here to fill the vacancy though you're don't have the capabilities to perform well. I'll give you a piece of advice, you should put in more effort in improving your designs instead of using unscrupulous ways and trying to take shortcuts.”

He then let go of the sketch and with a gust of wind, her sketch flew up in mid-air. He announced ruthlessly, ”Miss Tang, you don't make the cut. Don't appear before me ever again.”

Don't appear before me ever again.

His words were repeatedly played over in Tang Mo'er's ear, putting her into a light trance.

A greater gust of wind blew her sketch out of the windows.

Her sketch!

Tang Mo'er quickly got up and ran outside.

…

Once Tang Mo'er left, the atmosphere in the interview room plummeted to an icy coldness. Gu Mohan didn't seem to be happy, his facial muscles were tense and gloomy.

One of the interviewers asked, ”President, why did you say that? Though Miss Tang's design is a little amateurish, it is creative and quite novel. We've interviewed many candidates and she has the best design by far.”

Before the interviewer could even finish his words, he could sense Gu Mohan giving him a cold-eyed stare.

The interviewers quickly learned to shut up and gulped.

Gu Mohan stood up. ”I'm leaving first. The rest of you can interview the rest of the candidates.”

He then stretched out his long legs and left.

…

President's office.

Gu Mohan pushed the door open and entered his office, making his way in front of the windows. He looked downstairs.

Along the busy streets downstairs, Tang Mo'er had chased outside of the building, hoping to get her design sketch back.