Caroline Edwin didn't get angry.
She put down Silvia Curwen's information, placed her hand on the sofa cushion, and tapped it lightly.
Her voice was a little teasing, "Of course, you can. But give me a reason, why should I hire you?"
She looked at Dash Congreve's face with a smile, seeing that the anti-fans didn't explode, and her desire to tease intensified.
Dash shrugged, pursed his lips, and answered without hesitation, "I'm rich, and you don't have to pay me."
Others: This is so crazy.
Nowadays, not only do high-achievers compete with them for a job position, but even rich kids come out to grab their rice bowls.
Caroline nodded, "This answer is not bad."
Were the anti-fans becoming true fans after experiencing darkness?
It was a correct choice for the anti-fans with no prospects to defect to her side.
Hearing her words, the others felt disheartened, and their hopes became even more elusive.