"Just decide on what you want and order first. When you're hungry, I'll send it over." Elliot had been busy the entire morning. He was already hungry.
"Okay, let me think," Avery said, then immediately felt too lazy to do so. "I'll have what you're having. Our taste is mostly the same."
"You're just too lazy to think, right? What are you doing?" Judging by her tone, Elliot could tell that she was a little distracted.
Avery picked up her cup of water and drank some to soothe her throat. "I didn't do much this morning. I was checking up on the tea culture of Ylore. I have never heard about it before. The tea culture in Ylore is quite famous."
"Yes. The tea culture in Ylore is not only about drinking tea. There are tea performances, too. I've seen the performances, but I can't differentiate the tea." Elliot has seen a tea performance at Ylore before, but he had no interest in tea.
Avery heard what he said and replied curtly, "You fooled around quite a lot back in the day, right?"
Elliot asked, "How do you want me to answer that question?"
Avery replied, "Honestly!"
Elliot said, "In Ylore, tea performances are a legitimate profession. It's not what you think. Of course, some people would use tea performances as a cover up for illegal activities, but I was never involved in that."
Avery said, "Oh, then why do you sound nervous?"
"Do I?" Elliot picked up his glass and drank some water. "You looked into this because you saw Juliet Sutton's resume, didn't you? Are you planning to hire her?"
Avery said, "I saw that she was a Ylorean, so I looked into it more. But I was distracted by the tea competition. From the information I have gotten, those who study tea performance have to begin doing so at a young age. They even have to follow a teacher. It's troublesome!"
If Juliet was willing to work for Avery, she would probably pass the interview.
In the neighboring city, while Madam was having her meal, she received a call from the Sterling Group's human resources department.
"Miss Sutton, hello. I am the HR manager of Sterling Group. I'm calling you to inform you that you do not meet our recruitment requirements. I'm sorry, but you won't be able to be our president's assistant." The HR manager continued, "But our boss's wife is also hiring an assistant. Her requirements are slightly lower. Your education level is high enough for her. I wonder if you're willing to let me send your resume over to her?"
Juliet's mood fluctuated massively in a matter of minutes. "Is your boss Avery Tate?"
"Yes, she is also hiring an assistant right now. Have you handed your resume to them?"
"No, I never saw the hiring notice from Tate Industries." Juliet was a little nervous, but grateful at the same time. "Please send my resume over. Thank you!"
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