Super Rich: Ten consecutive draws at the beginning will get a billion-dollar reward

The more you look at the pictures, the more you will see.

Jiang Yuan stroked his chin and looked at the three female painters in front of him with interest.

The sisters were really good-looking, and their artistic temperament was even better.

The older painter, although not as good-looking as the other two, was also pretty good.

Although people can't be judged by appearance, and the sea can't be measured by a bucket.

But in the painter field, Jiang Yuan also inspected his own circle of painters.

For this kind of artistic work, temperament can often reflect the actual work ability.

Moreover, who can refuse three young ladies with excellent appearance and ability to join their team?

After about half an hour of interviews, Jiang Yuan was relatively satisfied with them.

"After our initial understanding, why not show your works now?" said the middle-aged interview assistant.

"This will make it easier for our interviewers to get to know you."

Just as Jiang Yuan was about to appreciate their works,

two uninvited guests rushed in!

"Mr. Jiang, you are so arrogant. Even when I came to see you for an urgent matter, you made me wait for more than half an hour!"

"Do you know which company I am working for now? How dare you do this to me? Don't you know the principle of leaving a way out for others so that we can meet again in the future?"

The voice was filled with unspeakable resentment and anger.

Jiang Yuan did not even raise his head. He naturally knew who the source of the voice was.

It was nothing more than that green tea Song Yuan.

"Looking at her posture, it is obvious that she is here with bad intentions. It seems that this kind of person left the old employer and got a better company, and then came back to step on it. It is really shameless." Jiang Yuan shook his head inwardly.

As he expected, Song Yuan stared at Jiang Yuan with a sharp gaze, as if she was going to mock him in the next second.

But Jiang Yuan naturally couldn't give her such an opportunity.

"Miss Song, you have already resigned. I wonder what you are doing here?" Jiang Yuan said with a smile.

"If you have something to find me, it may not be convenient here."

Song Yuan raised her chin high and sneered: "I would like to hear why it is inconvenient?"

Jiang Yuan was calm and said bluntly: "Among the four girls here, except for the three interviewers, they are my female secretaries."

"They are all young, beautiful and capable girls."

"And you? You are old and yellow, with a bad temper, narrow-minded, and old and ugly. I am afraid that you will be ashamed of yourself. This is for your own good."

Critical damage X10000!

True damage X10000!

Holy damage X10000!

Jiang Yuan would be fine if he didn't speak, but when he spoke, it was simply earth-shattering.

These few words were not only sarcastic and vicious, but they had already directly broken the defense of Song Yuan, an old woman.

What women fear most is that others mention her age, which is their weakness.

What women fear even more is that others not only mention their age, but also compare themselves with younger and prettier girls than themselves.

Even the woman with the best temper in the world would probably get angry and curse a few trash words after hearing these words.

As expected, after Jiang Yuan said these words, the faces of everyone present changed drastically.

Some people held back their laughter, feeling that Jiang Yuan's little mouth was as if it was covered with honey, which was too direct and vicious.

And some people were directly furious, with veins popping out, and were almost fainted by Jiang Yuan.

Song Yuan said sternly: "You ignorant boy!"