“Miss Piper Taylor, I understand you are a college dropout, but because of connections, they promoted you from an admin staff to corporate in your last job.” He eyed me warily, pronouncing every word icily and yet, carefully.
“Yes,” I answered in a monotonous voice. “But I did nothing to get it. The CEO-”
“Silence. You don’t have to answer questions I didn’t ask.”
I swallowed. This man was such an authoritarian.
“Miss Taylor, how good are you with connections?”
I didn’t understand what he meant by that question. I looked at him questioningly. What kind of connections?
“Let me rephrase this. How ready are you to sell yourself for the best interests of the company?”
Was he referring to the ad? I answered quickly, “I will work hard and prove my worth to the company. You won’t regret hiring me.”
“Then, prove it now, Miss Taylor. Sell yourself to me.”
I opened my mouth.
He suddenly added, “Through actions.”
“Show me what you got, Miss Taylor. Under that H&M blouse and tacky skirt you have. Everything.