Then someone else asked a few questions, the people in the interview looked at each other, and then picked up her design drawings to compare them. Tan Qing nodded to her, "Miss Wen, we’ll notify you shortly."
To hell with their notification—she wouldn’t accept even if they kept her.
Standing up with dignity, Wen Nuan slightly bowed and almost immediately turned around to leave.
Soon after, the interviewers also left one after another.
Leaning against her car, Wen Nuan guessed that Tan Qing had also come out, so she immediately took out her phone and entered his number.
"We just met, and you already miss me?"
Tan Qing’s roguish voice came from the other end. His serious demeanor from the interview had completely vanished, replaced by a cheeky smile: "Nuannuan, congratulations, you’re now an employee of MT."
Wen Nuan took a deep breath, her gaze fixed on the exit, just in time to see Tan Qing walking towards her with a mischievous grin.
With a snap, she closed her phone, directly facing him as he approached her step by step. When he was one meter away, Wen Nuan raised an elegant eyebrow, "I’m sorry, Mr. Tan, please look for talent elsewhere!"
Saying that, she pressed the key to unlock and was about to grab the car door.
Whether Tan Qing wanted to tease her on purpose or was giving her a chance at MT because he knew her, she needed none of it.
She didn’t want to depend on Leng Yan’s life, nor enter MT because of Tan Qing.
She was very confident in her work, but as for a big company like MT, there must be many talented people. What made her so special to be hired exceptionally?
"A big company like MT would never act on favoritism due to one person’s opinion. If you are hired exceptionally, it’s because they need such work and such a designer."
Tan Qing did not stop her, but his calm words made Wen Nuan pause her hand on the car door. She turned around, looking at Tan Qing puzzled.
"I never joke about MT, nor do I invite useless people. If you really think you can’t handle the job here due to a lack of ability, I won’t force you to stay."
He laughed lightly, yet with the same seriousness he had in the interview room, without a hint of playfulness.
Wen Nuan was slightly stunned.
His words resonated with her and had a strong allure. If what he said was true, then those people were attracted to her work, not because of Tan Qing.
However, she still couldn’t believe it: "Wasn’t it you who gave me the green light?"
"I told them not to care about your educational background, just to look at your work. In this regard, yes, I did give the green light, but just for that hurdle. Ultimately, it is your work that fits MT."
Wen Nuan bit her lip, unsure whether to agree to stay.
After all, with Tan Qing working here, it made her somewhat averse to MT.
"Joe, do you really like his design?"
With a subtle disappointment in her eyes, Tan Qing suddenly recalled the first time they met. She showed great interest in his shirt, precisely because it was Joe’s design.
Tan Qing looked at her with a smile, "This year we invited him to design for our company."
"Joe... alright, I’ll come to work." Wen Nuan nodded.
She admitted that both MT and Joe had an irresistible allure for her. She really wanted to see who this mysterious designer, who never showed his face, really was.