'I need to wait for the cells to further strengthen, or for energy absorption to further increase, then I can place more cores.' Aaron thought to himself.
To prevent excess energy from radiating outwards, he deliberately closed his pores, and with the help of other abilities, controlled the power of the cores within his body.
Otherwise, the first to suffer would be Hill.
"I'm really full."
"But this feeling... is great."
Getting stronger every moment, his evolution speed was more than ten times faster than before.
The power he gained in one day (From energy absorption) was probably more than what Superman gained in a hundred days.
Soon.
The rolls-royce returned to Osborn Industries.
Aaron entered with Hill, using facial recognition.
Everyone knew that Aaron had a new secretary.
Employees passing by greeted Aaron, their eyes filled with curiosity and envy as they looked at Hill. Especially the female employees at the front desk, who wished they could take her place.
After the two walked around, almost everyone remembered Hill's face. Next time she came to the company, no one would be so blind as to stop Hill.
Aaron said, "I've already had Norman handle your onboarding documents and information."
"Now I'll take you to your office. The company is developing very quickly right now, and there's no time to train new people, so you'll need to start adapting to the work today. Any problems?"
"No problem."
Hill's face was full of confidence.
The data she was responsible for at S.H.I.E.L.D. came from all over the world.
To better handle various data, she even had a dedicated, extra-large office.
What kind of storms hadn't she seen?
It was just Osborn Industries, could it possibly be harder to manage than S.H.I.E.L.D.?
"Very good, I like your serious attitude towards work."
Aaron led her to a room.
Seeing the door open automatically, Hill looked at it. But she didn't see any smart facial recognition device.
Not a smart door?
Her expression was strange.
However, once she entered the office, Hill had no time to think about anything else.
She looked at the files piled up like several high mountains on the luxurious desk.
Hill looked around.
Pointing to a desk with a slightly shorter pile of files next to it, she asked, "Is that my office?"
"No, this is."
Aaron pointed to the several "mountains" of files.
Hill was stunned.
"What about you?"
"Mine is here."
Aaron then pointed to an empty desk.
"!!!"
Hill's mouth dropped open. "Am I really a secretary?"
"Administrative secretary, any problem?"
Aaron pressed a bell. "Call Norman here."
Then he lazily sat in the boss's chair, crossing his legs.
"You can start working. There will be new files to process tomorrow."
Hill was dumbfounded, gulping with difficulty. "These... are just for one day?"
Aaron shook his head.
Just as Hill's hope rose, Aaron added, "Let me see, this is yesterday's amount, and half of today's amount."
A day and a half?
And there's more later?
Do some actual work, my dear boss!
Even S.H.I.E.L.D. didn't have this much work for her to handle.
Hill felt her future was bleak.
Aaron also knew this task was arduous.
"Don't worry too much, it's okay to slow down a bit."
"Prioritize this small mountain, the others can wait and be done slowly."
Hill was speechless.
Aaron continued, "Follow me, I can't guarantee anything else, but safety and benefits are absolutely top-notch."
"Trust me, once you get familiar with this job, you will gain unimaginable benefits."
Hill rolled her eyes at this.
Another pie in the sky, she was tired of it.
"Ahem, in two days I'll get another secretary to help you."
Hill immediately felt hope after hearing this. But then she looked at the enormous workload. Even if it was halved, it would still be measured in mountains.
Unscrupulous capitalists should all be hung from lampposts!
Hill gritted her teeth, preparing to adapt for two days first. If she really couldn't handle it, she would quit.
Seeing Hill get into work mode, Aaron was quite satisfied.
Look, this is talent!
Without him needing to instruct, she could quickly adapt to the work environment and process various documents efficiently from the start.
Amidst the busyness, Norman quickly came up.
"Boss."
After Norman entered and greeted him, he quickly glanced at Hill.
After memorizing the new secretary's appearance, he then handed a document to Aaron.
"Miss Hill's onboarding documents have been processed."
He took out another document and said, "This is the first batch of demand for the newborn product. Currently, dignitaries from various countries are waiting for the first batch of newborn to be released."
"There's also a line of late-stage cancer patients hoping we can sell a batch of anti-cancer potions as soon as possible."
"Boss, I suggest the company hold a recruitment fair soon. Our customer service department has been working 24 hours a day and night."
Aaron looked at the dense data, he only saw pages full of zeros.
The popularity of the newborn potion was simply unimaginable.
The super healing potion, pain relief potion, and limb regeneration potion were fine.
As for the orders for anti-aging potion and anti-cancer potion, the marketing department estimated tens of millions of doses.
This was just the first batch. Demand would only get higher later.
Countless billionaires were waving cash, begging to buy them.
Currently, newborn had not yet entered the market. But on the black market, the price of an anti-aging potion had already reached one billion US dollars per dose.
The anti-cancer potion was not much different.
It was mainly because some wealthy individuals were at the last moment of their lives, about to pass away.
The anti-cancer potion and anti-aging potion were their last hope.
Among them was an 89-year-old gambling king.
There were many similar wealthy individuals around the world.
Some even approached Tony, hoping to buy a dose from him first. But Tony directly kicked them out.
Although Tony had now lost his richest man title, for other Corporations, Stark Industries was still a behemoth.
Osborn, with Aaron at its helm, stood like Mount Everest, towering over all, unshakeable.
Even if these wealthy individuals had considerable influence, facing Osborn Industries, they could only wait patiently at the door like ordinary people.
Aaron recalled the situation when the door had opened just now.
No wonder there were suddenly many luxury cars around.
If Osborn hadn't strengthened security, people would probably be camping outside the company overnight, waiting for the first batch of newborn to come out.
"You handle these minor matters." Aaron glanced at them and stopped worrying.
Hill, to the side, looked up at the two of them, then lowered her head to process files.
She had figured it out. Aaron didn't do any real work.
Could the previous secretary have died suddenly at her desk?
Thinking of this, Hill felt a chill run down her spine.
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