Reality was always so cruel and the slap in the face was always so unexpected.
Micaela had been to many places for five days in a row and had come up empty-handed.
-I'm sorry, we've already found someone!
-We want more than 3 years of relevant work experience, sorry!
-I don't think you fit the profile we are looking for, see you again!
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As Micaela walked through the crowded shopping streets, she began to doubt her own abilities and even wondered if Marcos had secretly plugged her for her job from before....
It couldn't be, she never told him she was going to interview anywhere, and only when she left that company did she find out that Marcos was a shareholder there....
In front of her was a large jewelry store with a job advertisement on the door.
Micaela looked at the time, it was almost 5 o'clock....
"Will there be someone to interview me?".
But these stores were open at night, so to go in and ask!
Micaela didn't have it in her mind to look for face-to-face jobs, it wasn't that she discriminated that kind of work, but she had done a similar job before!
Because of her striking looks and a bit of light makeup, she always had people around her with very obvious intentions, and eventually she gave up the idea of doing that kind of work.
But in recent days, life had forced her to learn to keep her head down.
Her profession was jewelry design and appraisal, and she could take that selling jewelry as a good way to research the market.
Micaela settled down and pushed open the door.
After several interviews and written tests, the store manager was particularly pleased with her and couldn't stop nodding his head.
Her looks, temperament, and education were far above and beyond the position!
The store manager was eager to hire her.
Micaela was also relieved to finally have a job.
The store manager approached with the contract and was suddenly called over by a man in a suit uniform who whispered something in her ear, and the manager looked at Micaela with a quizzical look on his face....
Micaela immediately had a bad feeling....
-Miss Noboa, I'm sorry, we can't hire you!
The director apologized, thinking in his mind: "Oh, it's a pity...".
Micaela's heart sank to the bottom, but she smiled back, got up and headed outside.
With a discreet glance at the full-length mirror on the wall, which reflected the vip reception room on the other side of the room, Micaela turned and looked.
The door was open and the figure of the woman inside looked especially familiar.
Micaela rounded the corner.
The woman inside spoke with her usual smug tone:
-Ha ha ha, that's it, you've done very well!
-Thank you, Miss Elvira.
The man's voice was especially flattering.
-You must inform all the stores that she is not to be hired!
-Yes, yes, yes, yes!
-Well, if not, the Elvira Group and the Franco Group....
-Don't worry, Miss Elvira, we won't offend Grupo Franco because of a simple employee!
-I am a super VIP of your store, if you offend me, I will go to your competitors and give them more business.
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