Contract Marriage With Mysterious President novel Chapter 296

"Miss Newell, these are the three candidates we picked for the position of your assistant, for your information." This time the HR was smart enough to give Amy three choices.

Three handsome young lads stood before Amy.

One was strongly built, with muscles bulging through his shirt. He totally had the look of a body guard.

The second one was nothing special, but at least looked smart and bright.

The third one had the best face of the three, but was inferior in terms of physique, even appearing to be a bit weak.

Amy walked straight to the last one and looked straight in his eyes. The young man looked equally back at her without any fear.

"What's your name and your specialty? Judging from your body… do you think you can fight hard? You think you can handle this job?" Amy questioned the man.

"My name is Finnley Carr. My specialties fit everything you asked for this job. I hold a PhD in Finance, won championship in national-level Taekwondo competition and second place in kick-boxing. I might look a bit wiry but it does no impact on my fighting abilities." The man spoke with pride in his face.

"Impressive… then why would you come to our company? You have a financial doctorate, you could easily find a well-paid job anywhere. You do know that the salary of an assistant here is not very tempting, right?" Amy took an interest in nobody but him.

"I don't need to work for money." The answer drew everyone's attention: what for did he apply for this job then? As a matter of fact, the pay as an assistant in the Newell Group was far above average level in the industry, which was the reason why so many people casted their greedy eyes on it.

"Interesting. Well, I'm easy on things, except for your fighting skills. How about this? My office should be spacious enough. If you could beat the other two gentlemen here, you're hired." Amy gave no further words. She needed to see the real actions.

"Good! I'll mark your words." The Finnley guy brushed his cropped hair with a hand habitually, before taking off the suit jacket. A black T-shirt revealed underneath.

The other two had already had too much of his arrogance and were more than ready to teach him a lesson.

The HR manager was smart enough to step down to the side of the room, knowing that he would not be able to defend himself even should he be involved in the fight involuntarily.

Amy commanded a start and the strongest-built guy shot up to fight against Finnley. After a few rounds, before anyone could figure out what was going on, the strong man started to get irritated, because Finnley was simply too agile.

Suddenly while the strong man was unfocused for a second, Finnley shot him a hard kick and down went the muscled man.

"That's not OK. I didn't pay attention just now. We gotta do it again!" The muscled man clearly felt quite the shame of being defeated, since he was much taller than the small man in front of him.

"It's my turn." The other guy stepped up, but before long he was taken down as well. In fact these two men were both fairly good, but nowhere near Finnley's level.