death of hope

Chapter 320 "Corporate Warrior" (236) Interview

Passing through the smoky retro jazz dance hall and the dark corridor covered with sound-proof asbestos tiles, the two came to a relatively secluded area.

Sigurdriefa smelled some kind of incense, her high-heeled leather boots were a little unsteady, her body shook,
Only then did he realize that the cold marble floor under his feet had turned into a soft gray short-pile carpet, and someone was talking through the closed oak door.

"The conference room...have we arrived yet?"

"The interviews are usually here. I heard the voice of the boss. Please wait a moment."

The waiter gently knocked on the door and went in, said something to the people inside, and soon came out and waved to Sigdrifa:
"You came at the right time. The boss seems not very satisfied with today's applicants. After entering, answer the security guard's questions truthfully. I believe that you will be able to join the job based on your qualifications. I wish you a big money soon, beauty."

"Thank you."

Sigurdlifa likes polite people and has a good impression of the waiter. Before pushing the door, he hugged him. The young man blushed and ran away happily.

The meeting room was dimly lit and empty, with tables and chairs pushed aside,
More than a dozen girls stood in a row with their chests up and their heads up, like soldiers waiting for a general to inspect. The backs of them in high-end silk suits should be the generals. There were also several men and women in uniforms, probably bodyguards and secretaries.

Except for a vicious big security guard who came up to check, no one cared about her arrival at all. The security guard reached her ear on tiptoe and whispered:
"You're late, woman! Mr. Anthony hates waiting. Who's your introducer?"

"No one introduced me. I heard from the ruffians on the street that there are girls here, so I came for an interview."

"Is that so." The bodyguard frowned suspiciously: "What work do you do?"

"College students who are unemployed after graduation."

"Do you have any infectious diseases or other dirty diseases? Have you brought your health certificate?"

"Here, here you are." Sigurd Lifa took out a small book with a blue plastic cover. It was a fake certificate that Roy asked someone to get. The printing, cover and stamp were all well-made imitations, and it was easy to get away with it.

"Clean criminal record, good health, no stimulants, no opioids, no pregnancy... a perfect résumé,
You're the only candidate who hasn't been pregnant or drug addicted, really...why would a clean girl like you come to a place like this? "

"The mortgage is tight and I need quick cash."

"Hmph... Congratulations on falling into hell, bad woman. In order not to let my daughter become like you, I have to work hard to earn money. Stand at the end of the line, stand up straight and don't talk."

Watching her walk to the position, the security guard stepped aside, stared at her with a look of hatred, and shook his head.

"Hey, can you see clearly?"

"Got it, it's very clear. It's indeed Shaft's toy. The signal has a good ability to pass through walls."

"The security guard just now looks fierce, but he is a good father who loves his daughter, and the waiters are also good. I thought that the people who work in nightclubs are gangsters who have no limit. It seems that I was wrong."

"Those who work for the devil are not necessarily the devil." Ferguson's voice came from the receiver:
"The one in the burgundy silk suit is the Malaysian monkey Anthony Hawke. The dog has made a name for himself. He recruited a lady to make it look like a military parade. He wasn't the one who begged my old man for a meal. refugees."

Lynch said, "Sig, turn your head slightly so that the contact lens camera is pointed at the guy."

The fat man clicked his tongue and said, "Look, that bastard opened the girls' mouths one by one to check their teeth, like picking animals at the market."

"He is checking the degree of drug addiction. Those with rotten teeth will definitely be eliminated. If the client dies suddenly from heart failure, the unlucky ghost will be scared out of his psychological shadow. The little brother will not be able to stand up in his next life."

"How do you know so clearly, have you experienced it, Ferguson."

"Fuck you, fat bastard."

Listening to the laughter and noise in the channel, Sigdrifa began to observe the applicants around him one by one,
They are all beautiful girls, each with heavy makeup, competing for beauty,
Facing the critical gaze of the nightclub owner, they tried their best to puff up their chests, hoping that the boss' gaze would stay on them for a second longer.

This may be a moment to change their fate. If they can join the job by the way, they will have the opportunity to contact the upper class, be taken care of by a young master, and the expenses of the drug rehabilitation center, and the financial problems of the whole family will hopefully be solved.

Anthony Hawke, who is nicknamed "Malaysian Monkey" in the rivers and lakes, treats these girls with no respect for human beings at all. He is simply picking animals for work.
While roughly tearing apart their collars to check their figures, opened their mouths to check their teeth, and grabbed their hair to check for lice and fleas, they muttered to themselves:
"It's too thin and too short... It's pretty good looking. Customers who like Bai Youshou may like this kind of thing... Accepted, take her to training."

The girl was so grateful that she wiped her tears: "Thank you, thank you boss!"

"All right, all right! Let's go!"

"This... the figure and appearance are considered qualified... just... wait! What's the matter with your teeth?"

"Boss, I have a sweet tooth."

"Sweets? Get the hell out! You liar! It's obviously the aftereffect of taking too much stimulants, security! Hurry up and shoot her away! Don't die on me and stain the carpet!"

"Boss! Please! I need money!" Two strong men guarded the crying woman away.

"Oh, black skin, Mr. Carter of the Port Authority should like this kind, admitted, take her to training."

"Thank you! Thank you boss!" The dark-skinned girl bounced away.

"Humph, what a smug fart, they are all mediocre people, if they don't serve well, they will all be told to leave! None of them have reached the standard of the VIP room. If it wasn't for the lack of people, I don't want to keep any of them!"

"The last one? Why are there only so few people interviewing today?" Anthony Hawk took out a cigar from his pocket, and the moment the lighter splashed out sparks, he stopped lighting the cigarette and was stunned:

"Oh oh oh! The face and figure are amazing! Perfect temperament! This bunny girl must be admitted! Wait... you are a professional model, right?

"I worked as a part-time fashion model when I was in school." Sigurd Lifa was not lying.

"It's really a treasure. This one has been trained well, and it will definitely be the number one in the store!"

Without any warning, Anthony Hawk's vulgar smile suddenly turned into a suspicious stare:

"Oh?...Wait, something is wrong, this kind of condition is enough to participate in the Victoria's Secret supermodel audition on the TV station, and there is a chance to be a star, why do you come to my small place to apply?
and……

Strong body with calluses on palms and shoulders?It is the trace left by long-term gun shooting,

Okay, girl, you are not undercover sent by the FBI's anti-mafia team!
security guard!Keep an eye on her! "

(End of this chapter)