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Vivian blinked in surprise, as an understanding dawned upon her as to why Sarah had gone through so much trouble to doll herself up. The person that they would be interviewing later this afternoon was the president of Finnor Group.
In Sunshine City, Finnor Group was akin to that of a legend.
Three years ago, the company suddenly popped up out of nowhere. Rapidly, it managed to make a name for itself in the finance industry, using extremely aggressive methods.
Within the next three years, it managed to become one of the financial magnates of Sunshine City, as it was on par with the top three families in the city.
Yet, what had caught everyone’s attention more, was the president of the company.
Even now, nobody knew what his name was, or how he looked like. His entire identity was a mystery, a fact that only added more to his allure.
There was no better example to use, than Sarah, who specifically took time to dress up, when she found out they were going to interview the elusive president.
Amusement glinted in Vivian’s eyes as she teased, “Sarah, are you sure that you’d want to leave such a good impression on him? Aren’t you worried that the president might be a bald, old man?”
I don’t believe that!” Sarah stomped her foot in annoyance. “Rumor has it
Jenny was entirely serious as she stated, “This interview is a once in a lifetime opportunity, so we need to be fully prepared for it. This is the first
Vivian nodded in understanding.
Finnor Group had never once accepted an interview before. When Glamour Magazine first sent an invite over, he had initially refused, as per usual. Inexplicably, a call came in yesterday,
the sudden good news had shocked the
time, Vivian, Sarah, and
financial district of Sunshine City. They greeted the receptionist on the first floor, stating the reason for their visit. Then, they
over to welcome them the moment they stepped out of the elevator. “Mr. Norton is already waiting
she led them into
slightly when she heard the secretary’s
president of Finnor Group would share
tugged on Vivian’s sleeve, whispering, “Is my
in return, “You’re fine. Not a single hair is out of
the office as she spoke. Upon spotting the figure by the windows, she stiffened in surprise and