IT’S NORMAL TO BE UGLY, BUT I HAVE FEELINGS.

asked one of them.

-My name is Benjamin Leroy, at your service. So can I wait for my interview?

_ Of course. Look at you. You have no elegance. Looks like a creed cross puppy. – Said the other woman, this one wasn’t being easy, but I was surprised by a voice behind me.

_ Except Lorraine! – said the other one who was falling for my seduction. – Until you are interesting. But it doesn’t fit the company’s standards, I’m sorry and good morning.

I looked at the two a little uncomfortable.

I was getting angry. But I knew it was ugly. But I was qualified. And I even had a master’s degree in finance.

I looked at the faces of those witches and said.

_I’m not leaving here until I talk to your manager.

_ Wow he is angry. Wow, so scary.

_ Boy we don’t need your service, you can withdraw.

Benjamin did not give up. He stared down the aisle and saw that there was a line of six people waiting to be served. There were more women and two men.

He went into the hallway and the pretty blonde tried to interrupt.

_ Hey where do you think you’re going?

_ I’m going to the interview!

_ What’s going on here?

I look ahead at a well dressed and very handsome young man. I couldn’t take my eyes off him.

The two enter the luxurious room and Benjamin feels so small that he is impressed with the place, so inside there were two people waiting for him.

Martin Laurent e Armand Delyon.

– Good morning my friends.

Armand- Good morning gone, man, have you seen what time it is?

Martin – Good morning.

The taller boy with a cold expression and few friends faced me drinking coffee and almost knocked over when he saw me.

Already the other with a kind look. His mouth was open. And then he smiled looking at Oliver.

– Who’s your friend? A new achievement your dog.

” What? What he just said. I saw that Oliver had blushed at the comment.

– Call to mouth!

Martin suddenly gets up.

– Stop it. So has Oliver chosen his new finance assistant yet?

– I have him here Martin. I want to introduce Mr. Benjamin Leroy. He has great qualifications.

Martin was the general president of the agency and Armand was the vice president.

Martin looked towards Benjamin and noticed his clothes and hair a little different, something he had never seen before.

– Hmm you look like a nerd. I don’t know if it will work here.

– But until he has his charm. Just give him a shop bath.

– Martin, look at his resume, you’ll change your mind when you see it. This guy right here is awesome. – said Oliver.

Martin took Benjamin’s resume and analyzed it and said.

– Hmmm master’s degree in finance, speaks five languages, majored in business administration. Guy with that resume why do you want to become an assistant when you can start your own?

Armand took the resume and said.- How curious is there no photo, why Benjamin Leroy?

Benjamin was trembling looked at those who stared at him like hungry lions, he took a deep breath and said.

– Well, I’ve always had a dream, I know I’m not handsome and God didn’t help me with that, but I know everything about Power Man Model’s and since I was a teenager I dreamed of being able to work here, it’s a great company and I prepared myself to one day work with the best in the fashion market, I… I also have a dream of being a stylist so…

– Oh you draw? He asked .

He smiled shyly and replied.

– Yes Mr. Oliver, I draw and I took a fashion design course, it’s there in the last line of the curriculum.

Oliver glanced over and there it was.

– Damn, you’re a surprise box, but you still haven’t answered us, why don’t you have a photo?

Benjamin felt his face flush with embarrassment turning red.

– Oh just look at me, if I put a picture of me, you wouldn’t even let me in. I’m ugly.

He fell silent with his head down and Oliver approached him putting a hand on his shoulder.Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.