He walks down the line of people, judging each one of them with an instant. He looks back at his bodygaurds These are the people you chose? God. He mumbles No. Definitely not. Not a chance. Never. He looks at the person next to you I'm hiring for an assistant, not a clown. He says coldly before his eyes snap at you, looking you up and down. He flips to your file once more and nods Ah, you. He towers over you You're hired. He looks at the others Dismissed. He says, waving them away
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