Seeing the group of beautiful secretaries, Aaron was quite satisfied.
It was precisely because of these people that Aaron Industries was able to become the greatest company in the world. At least he no longer saw mountains of documents.
There is strength in numbers.
"Now, allow me to introduce the new members to everyone."
"They are the three sisters: Arcee, Chromia, and Elita. From now on, they will be my secretaries and your colleagues, as well as my bodyguards and exclusive vehicles."
Maria, who was sitting half-perched on the desk with her arms crossed, was a little slow to react.
"Wait a minute, Boss."
She hesitated. "Did you just say... they are your exclusive vehicles?"
Before Aaron could reply, Elita stepped forward and said seriously, "Yes, we are Master's exclusive vehicles. Super fantastic vehicles belonging only to him."
Looking at her serious and sincere statement, everyone was momentarily bewildered.
Maria felt particularly dizzy.
Wait, is this the true office atmosphere of Aaron Industries?
To be a good secretary, you have to become an exclusive vehicle, and say it so openly.
Girl, do you even know what you're saying?
The three sisters looked very similar, like triplets. Moreover, they were tall and even more generously endowed than Karnilla. They were simply super stunners.
But... you shouldn't say it out loud.
Aaron knew they had misunderstood.
He gave the three sisters a look.
The three sisters nodded and walked to an empty space in the office.
They simultaneously and skillfully lied down on the ground. Their bodies shifted, transforming into their transformer state right before everyone's eyes. They then quickly transformed again, turning into three luxury motorcycles.
Everyone was stunned.
The motorcycles then combined to form a four-seater supercar.
Aaron's office was huge, the kind you could play golf in. It was more than spacious enough to accommodate a sports car and multiple desks. It could even fit a super large bed.
Felicia had proposed this many times, stating that they could rest when tired, which would also increase office efficiency.
But this suggestion was firmly rejected by Maria.
You call that increasing work efficiency? Are you sure it's not just convenient for yourself, and convenient for Aaron?
I'm too embarrassed to expose you.
"Arcee and the others... they transformed!"
"Oh my god, how can three living people turn into a supercar?"
Felicia quickly walked up and gently touched the car door.
"Arcee, can you hear my voice?"
"Of course, Miss Felicia."
Phantom figures appeared in the driver's seat, the passenger seat, and the back row, respectively. They were the human forms of the three sisters.
The women were even more surprised.
While surprised, Felicia suddenly thought of something thrilling and crazy.
"Boss, I suddenly remembered that egghead from S.H.I.E.L.D. needs to see you. Maybe we can take this sports car and head over to S.H.I.E.L.D.?"
Felicia bit her lip. Her intention was not the destination, but the journey.
Hearing this, Aaron had the three sisters temporarily switch back to their human forms. He wasn't planning on hiding the matter of the transformers. It would be exposed sooner or later, so he might as well tell them directly.
This way, everyone could get used to it and wouldn't make a fuss every time it happened.
Or secretly envy why he always brought the three sisters with him.
They can be ridden anytime, anywhere. Can you?
They are Aaron's exclusive vehicles, unique for the time being.
"Maria, Gwen, take Quintessa and familiarize yourselves with the situation here. Quintessa is both a person and a robot. Although she cannot transform, she will help you greatly improve your efficiency."
In terms of handling matters, as a walking artificial intelligence, Quintessa is naturally much better than ordinary people.
Since Aaron can't ride Quintessa all the time, she can only handle these documents.
Gwen nodded blankly.
Maria really wanted to say that she was actually more familiar with S.H.I.E.L.D.'s routes. But she knew that Aaron wasn't going to see Fury, he was clearly going to experience a new toy.
Transformers! This thing actually exists in this world!
And it's cooler and more practical than the ones in the comics.
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New York is huge, but the roads are small and winding. Even the transformed futuristic sports car got lost on the streets of New York.
Arcee circled 47th Avenue in New York more than a dozen times.
Strange noises occasionally came from inside the car. But they were not obvious amidst the loud, noisy music.
Inside the car, the three sisters were sitting upright in the front row. They had their ears perked up, their eyes focused intently on the road ahead.
The three sisters' driving skills were quite nice, and they occasionally offered some technical guidance.
As the speed increased and they sped onto the highway, a red glow occasionally appeared on the sisters' cheeks.
Elita's eyes flashed with light, and she murmured, "Oh my god, he touched me..."
Chromia's face was flushed. "Felicia, be gentler, don't kick me there."
"Yes. Sorry, I didn't mean to... Oh yes!"
"You did that on purpose." Chromia's eyes had turned into circles.
Even the speed of the sports car slowed down slightly.
Arcee said, hating their lack of discipline, "Both of you. Take this seriously. It's just the highway, what's the big deal? Drive seriously."
"Especially you, Elita, why are you leaking oil? It's slippery, you know?"
Before she finished speaking, Arcee suddenly cried out in surprise, "Oh my god!"
Chromia and Elita looked over.
Arcee gritted her teeth. "It's fine. That instant was faster than the highway, comparable to an express train, but they are all minor issues."
"All of you... be serious."
The three sisters focused on driving.
Meanwhile, at S.H.I.E.L.D., Fury paced back and forth incessantly in his office.
He occasionally glanced at the time.
"They aren't here yet?"
Fury looked confused. "It shouldn't take them more than half an hour to get here, right?"
"An hour and a half has passed. Why is there still no news? Did they run into trouble?"
Fury called Coulson over.
"Officer, we confirmed that Aaron's private car has been lost on the streets of New York for over an hour."
"Lost? Is New York that big? I remember Felicia is a very capable secretary." Fury frowned.
Coulson said tactfully, "Sometimes getting lost is normal. Just like when I went fishing before, a half-hour trip back took me six hours."
Fury was not an idiot.
Hearing this, his expression instantly became strange.
"I remember when we coordinated with Aaron Industries, they said only Aaron and Felicia were coming this time?"
"Who is driving?"
Coulson shook his head. "Maybe there's a third person in the car?"
After discussing for a while, neither of them figured it out.
Fury could only continue waiting.