Isabel glanced at the two in front of her and gave a dry laugh to break the somewhat awkward situation in the car.
“Amelia, I see that your condition is not bad, not worried about finding a good job.”
“It’s not that there’s no suitable opportunity, and I saw your studio today and realized that the company’s decoration can be so good.”
Saying that, Amelia sighed lightly and secretly observed Blanca Roach’s reaction.
In fact, the meaning of the words was already very obvious, but it was just another desperate hint that she wanted to work in the studio.
Blanca Roach pursed a smile out and her tone was light.
“Anyway, we have a new product launch in the studio during this time, Amelia, it’s good for you to come and help, but you have to be able to withstand the pressure.”
What she said is also true, most of those who can enter her studio are graduates of well-known schools.
Generally these people have a higher heart than the average person’s, so they will not easily tolerate people who are not capable.
Amelia heard her loosen up and hastily squeezed out a smile, with an intimate tone.
“Still Blanca is good, I will try my best.”
From the beginning to the end Matthew Grant did not look back, eyes fixed on the front, only the corners of his mouth curved sarcastically.
The car soon pulled up in front of a restaurant downtown.
As soon as the waiter at the door saw the car, he came up and pulled the door open.
“Welcome.”
Blanca Roach stepped out of the car with her bag and waited and Matthew Grant came over and took his arm and turned his head to look at the waiter.
“Four in all, usual seats downstairs.”
“Okay, Mr. Grant, Mrs. Grant, inside please.”
Amelia followed the two men and together they enjoyed the waiter’s respectful service.
Just by looking at the outside decoration of this restaurant, she knew that the food inside was expensive, and if it wasn’t for Matthew Grant’s face, she might never have had the chance to go in once in her life.
She deflated her mouth and secretly clenched her fist.
No, this time she must seize the opportunity, otherwise there is really no progress at all this time.
The waiter took them to a window seat in the restaurant and arranged for seating for four.
Blanca Roach sat inside on one side, and Matthew Grant naturally sat outside of her, both in the same row.
Amelia narrowed her eyes and seated herself across from Matthew Grant.
She frankly put the bag towards the back of the chair, due to the increased movement, the already low-cut tight top reveals more skin.
She couldn’t believe it, just being in Matthew Grant’s presence didn’t attract him.
“It’s hot.” Isabel gestured to the waiter standing next to her, “This corner is so hot, can you turn on the air conditioning.”
The waiter was about to say that the air conditioner was actually turned on in the store, but he saw her gaze move to the side for a moment.
He instantly comprehended and went to the air conditioner and adjusted an angle.
Not everyone was actually hot, it was just that one was showing too much heat.
“May I ask what you all order?”
“Actually, we don’t really know much about the dishes you have here.”
Amelia took the only menu on the table and turned it over in her hand, then handed it to Matthew Grant, smiling at him and showing her forehead brightly.
“Better let President Grant take the order.”
Matthew Grant looked up at the waiter, ignoring the others’ words.
“My wife and I will have the same dishes as usual, and the others will serve the most special dishes you have here.”
Amelia’s outstretched hand remained awkwardly stiff in mid-air, and no one responded.