Demira flicked her golden wave curls, trying her best to show her most seductive side. She came with full confidence, but the moment she saw Sheng Ning in front of her, her heart sank halfway, ready for rejection.
The beauty before her was extraordinarily attractive, and usually, beauties don't like or are jealous of other beauties. She'd rather work with men than women; if she wasn't truly out of money, she wouldn't stay a minute.
Sheng Ning noticed the poorly concealed arrogance in her eyes and nodded slightly, "Hello, I am Sheng Ning. What position are you applying for?"
"Manager." Demira lifted her chin arrogantly and said, neither humble nor overbearing, "I only want to be a manager."
"What if it's not a manager?" Sheng Ning looked at her clothes.
Demira bit her lip, hesitating for a moment, then gritted her teeth and said, "Then I won't do it." She felt she had the capability and absolutely didn't want to lower her status.
