Black Maserati

"Sera who had been in a daze for a while now. Are you alright?" Xu Je'er sat opposite her. She put the plastic cup with coffee on the table. "Were you able to choose the best candidate for your team?"

"Ah? Right… how did you manage to get so many resumes?" She stroked her temple. It was already six in the evening and she just finished interviewing the last person applying for her development team. She spent the day interviewing people, and it was indeed very tiring.

"I just posted a random announcement on our school's social media. Who knows that many people would actually try to send their application? Ah, speaking of which, some of your classmates applied too, but you didn't interview them. May I know why?"

"I only need two people to help me out. Seven of my classmates applied for the position, and I don't want to sound bias. All of them are qualified for the position." Sera handed the resume to Xu Je'er. "You chose. All of them are qualified."

"Oh? Including Tang Zheng?"

Sera's face darkened when she heard Xu Je'er's words. After that incident, Mr. Quinn actually had dinner with her. In the end, it was already six in the morning when she arrived home. She was too exhausted, she slept the entire day and didn't answer her phone.

It made Xu Je'er worried. So, she went to her apartment. Thus, Sera was forced to tell her friend what happened. It had been seven days since that incident that Tang Zheng is already out of the hospital. "Don't hire him." She immediately said.

"But you said, they were all qualified? We should consider their skills, right?"

"I won't be comfortable working with him."

"Oh, then I won't hire." Xu Je'er threw the resume away. "By the way, that Mr. Quinn that you said… did he call you?"

"Call."

"And you still didn't answer his call?"

"I answered the first time because I don't know it was his number. Next time he tries to contact me, I will block him."

"But he saved you. Why are you so ungrateful?"

Sera pursed her lips. When she told Xu Je'er that Mr. Quinn from Quinn Media is actually a handsome dude, the latter didn't actually react. "I thought you want to marry him?"

"Huh?" Xu Je'er blanked. "What are you talking about?" She widened her eyes. "Sera! Are you saying that you aren't answering his call because of my stupid mistake? So what if he is handsome? Do you think, this woman cannot find a handsome man all by herself?"

"I thought you two had an engagement?"

"Silly, woman!" Xu Je'er rolled her eyes. "I won't marry someone I don't like. But I am more interested in your reasoning." She leaned towards her and smiled. "Why didn't you answer his call and thought that I wanted to marry him? Hmmm? Do you like this person?"

"What? Of course not!" She just thought it would complicate things. After all, she already slept with this guy. If Xu Je'er married him, then… that would mean she slept with her friend's husband! That… that is against any code in the world, ah. "I just thought it would be weird to associate with rich people like him."

"Really? Then… you think I'm not rich enough? You are still friends with me, right?"

"You are different."

"How different!?"

"Ummm…. You are pretty."

"Oh? I didn't know my friend, actually likes pretty women more than pretty boys?" Xu Je'er laughed and stood. "I will check this out and I can give you my decision tomorrow. By the way, Mr. Feng of Feng Corps wanted to schedule a meeting with me tomorrow. I will take you to meet them."

"Feng… Feng Xiaotan?"

"It's his elder brother. They must have heard that you can code pretty well. So they wanted to collaborate."

"Then… can you just meet them alone?" Honestly, she doesn't have any good impression of Feng Xiaotan. Moreover, that man is associated with Xu Je'er's enemies. All she wanted was to avoid troublesome people, ah.

"Alright. By the way… that Mr. Quinn that you met. Be very careful. I tried to ask my parents about Quinn Media and they said… they haven't met him before. So, we don't really know if he is trying to scam you."

"It's not like I will meet him again." Actually, she had thought about this matter before. However, she decided to stop thinking about it and focus on her job. Moreover, that Tang Butler clearly recognized him as Mr. Quinn. The Tang Family is quite influential too, so they must have met Mr. Quinn before. Maybe the Tang Family's master and madame knew Chris Quinn and instructed their butler to be respectful to him.

Of course, this is no longer her business.

She recalled how Mr. Quinn told her that if she wanted to thank him she could always treat him to dinner next time. She immediately declined. This isn't some CEO drama, alright! She isn't some damsel that needed saving. She isn't some damsel that would easily agree to the CEO's words and would end up getting close to him. Please, she didn't need him to save her. She could have easily handle Tang Zheng that night.

Her sharp words finally made the smiling facade of that man cracked. He frowned at her and asked her why was she displeased with his actions. Of course, she coolly shrugged and didn't answer him.

However, his next words made her angry again. That man actually dared to tell her how he thought leaving him after sleeping with him was very embarrassing. He actually said it hurt his pride. He even dared ask her if it was because she wasn't satisfied and wanted to know if she wanted to do it again so he could convince her otherwise!

In the end, she ran away.

That's right. She got out of the car and run away towards her apartment.

Just recalling the conversation now is enough to make her angry! It made her blood boil, her face red.

"Ummm… Sera…"

"Manjun? What's up? Do you need something?" She asked the man who walked inside her office.

"Just now… a man asked me if you are working here," Manjun said. "He was… leaning against a black Maserati and looked a little annoyed. Say, did you owe someone money? Was he here to collect money? I heard that some debt collectors are really bold and would try to intimidate people by showing off. It's like they are silently telling them that they have the money to sue them."

"…" Maserati… A black one. Isn't this the car that Mr. Quinn was using last time?