American Peanuts

Chapter 26 Why are you locking the door?
"Stephanie, I think you should check your brain!" Artis pinched her waist with both hands, and said angrily.

After she sent Jetta to the VIP room, she rushed back immediately.

Just now, I heard the vibrating sound of my phone in Charlie's office, and as soon as I entered the door, I saw two people hanging out together.

"Oh, you know me, Charlie is my god!" Stephanie patted Charlie on the chest.

Then he leaned his head forward and blew into Charlie's ear.

"Boy, do you like me?" Stephanie whispered to Charlie.

Charlie rubbed his arms around her shoulder a few times, but did not answer the question: "I still have work to do. Stephanie, you go to the VIP room with Artis first."

"Okay, I will be a good wife, and I just happened to go to touch up my makeup." Stephanie gave Charlie a big kiss.

Watching the hot blonde girl twist her waist and follow Artis away, Charlie began to gather his thoughts.

Unexpectedly, on the first day of the interview, I met a female Bodhisattva.

Next, Charlie deeply realized what it means to be good and bad.

Poisonous insects, nose rings, tongue studs, and tattoos all down from the neck, this kind of Charlie would just pass.

Among the others, there were also those who were old, had a bad appearance, were out of shape, and were overweight. Charlie declined politely out of consideration for practical effects.

White women do age really fast, and Charlie asked a few, in their early forties, who looked like they were 50.

Charlie's standards are extremely strict, and of course the price he gives is higher.

Artis also drove at full speed. There were 32 people who came here in the morning. In the end, only seven girls passed the interview. The oldest was 28 years old, and she was either still working as a model or a young actress, or she was like Stephanie. Pretty enough.

The interviewees had almost the same experience in their early years. Most of them had the experience of joining the cheerleading team in high school, and later participated in various beauty pageants to make their debut.Only Stephanie is different. She debuted as a vegan four years ago. After taking photos for magazines, she returned to Virginia to work as a real estate agent in her old business.

She is very smart and knows how to observe people's emotions. Taking advantage of the real estate resources, she rented a series of houses around Virginia Beach for a long time, and then opened a vacation rental company that rents out temporary residences for tourists who come to the beach for vacation. The business is very good. Last year, we had 8 employees with an annual income of 10,000+.She came to the interview purely because she happened to be visiting relatives in Chicago and stopped by to see Artis.

At noon, Charlie asked Artis to take a few girls to dinner, but saw Stephanie waiting outside the house.

Charlie shook his head, raising his arms resignedly.

Stephanie happily took Charlie's arm, and the two headed for the elevator.

While waiting for the elevator, employees kept coming over. When they saw Charlie, they would politely call out "Mr. President" and then stand cautiously next to him, keeping half a meter away from Charlie.

As for the CEO's new love, of course everyone also cast curious glances.Different from the introverted and exquisite Miss Pearl Jetta, Stephanie's face has sharper edges, slender eyebrows, and a good head-to-shoulder ratio, which together give people a noble and majestic feeling.

The employee nodded involuntarily, feeling that Charlie's vision was very good.

Of course they didn't know that it was Stephanie's initiative, let alone how Stephanie was lying on the ground just now.

Follow the employees to the first floor and leave the building through the small door on the side.

"How about eating Chinese food?" Stephanie suggested.

Charlie shook his head immediately, he hated going to the local Chinese restaurant, it was so unauthentic.

"Go to that Mexican restaurant." Charlie pointed not far away.

There are more than 20 restaurants on the road facing the company, and most of the people dining there are employees of the company.It’s just that Charlie has just acquired the company and has almost never stepped out of the office. The people below are not familiar with him. No one even recognized him when he entered the restaurant.

The two of them found a seat in a corner. It was time for dinner and the restaurant was quite busy. The Mexican waitress with brown skin and dark eyes was exhausted and quickly handed them menus and then rushed to the next table.

"I'll do it. What do you want to drink?" Stephanie got up and went to the counter to buy a drink.

“What’s a special Mexican drink?”

Stephanie thought for a moment: "Coca-Cola. The locals drink this stuff like water."

In many parts of Mexico, Coke is even cheaper than tap water.

"Heaven is too far away, America is too close." Charlie whispered.

Mexican food is spicy, and Charlie suddenly realized why Stephanie went to buy drinks in advance.

After finishing the meal, Stephanie took out a tissue and wiped Charlie's collar herself, carefully and gently.

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By the afternoon, Charlie's eyes were set on the first interviewer.

Others would at least dress up, but she was wearing a gray work suit, black-rimmed glasses, and her light blond hair was tied up.

"You went to the wrong door. This is the place for publicity model interviews, and your station is outside." Charlie said with a smile.

"Humorous man." She smiled slightly, showing a few white teeth, and then stretched out her hand.

"My name is Chrissy Bowie and I'm from Southern California."

Charlie stood up slightly and shook hands with her, which was a business-like etiquette.Then he felt her gently scratching his palm twice.

"I heard that your garment factory is encountering difficulties?" Charlie asked.

She was the first girl Artis mentioned. In addition to the good relationship between the two, the more important reason was that her external conditions were very good.

"That's right, I have filed for bankruptcy protection, and all the workers have been dismissed, but they have to pay them 10,000+ US dollars in severance pay. That's not what they promised when they asked for increased annual leave and overtime pay." Chris shook Shaking his head, he sighed.

"In my eyes, joining the light industry or the clothing industry in the United States is no different from throwing money into the Great Lakes." Charlie said unceremoniously.

Chris's expression was a little stiff, and she laughed and said: "You are right. This country now only has a gorgeous appearance, but the interior is already dilapidated. The vampires of Wall Street have destroyed everything."

At least she didn't say it was foreigners who put her out of work.

"I can pay you thirty thousand dollars." Charlie got to the point.

"Jetta has a full fifty thousand." Chris frowned.

"She's a professional model, you're just a textile foreman, that's the difference."

"That's because I studied design and jewelry processing in college." Chris laughed.

"So?" Charlie crossed his arms.

"So I think you look down on me."

"Then you can show some real skills." Charlie stared at her and then ordered.

"Go and lock the door."

Chris pondered for a moment, but still obeyed.

Her career is in quagmire. If she can't raise the money next month, her house in Southern California will be auctioned, and she will be homeless by then.

She needs more money.

Charlie didn't need any extra words.Chris stood up and pulled out the chair, then put one foot on the chair.Then he took off his glasses, put the temples in his mouth, and looked at the aloof young man provocatively.

The headband was untied, and her long pale blond hair spread out like a waterfall. She raised her head suddenly, tossed her hair, pulled her hands, and directly unbuttoned her shirt, and then sat back on the chair...

After a dance without accompaniment but full of temptation, she slowly stood up and came to Charlie's side.

After casting an ambiguous look, she leaned forward, her upper body pressed on the table, and her golden hair was completely disheveled.

Finally, she closed her eyes, and after a few seconds, she heard Charlie's voice behind her.

"No, you've passed, honey."

Chrissy was stunned for a moment, then stood up quickly and turned to stare at Charlie.

"Sorry, sir, I thought..." Chris was a little embarrassed.

"I'm different from those people, you can go out now." Charlie gave the order to evict with a wry smile.

"You are indeed different from those people, I mean... thank you." Chris was a little incoherent for a while.

(End of this chapter)