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Rolls-Royce returned to the Osborne Group.

Aaron led Hill in and had her face scanned.

Everyone knows that Aaron has a new female secretary.

As the passing employees greeted Aaron, their eyes were filled with curiosity and envy as they looked at Hill.

The female staff at the front desk, in particular, were eager to replace her.

After the two of them walked around, almost everyone remembered Hill's face.

From now on, when Hill comes to the company, no one will be so blind as to stop him.

"I've already had Norman take care of your onboarding file and documents."

"Now I'll take you to the next office location. The company is expanding rapidly recently, and there's no time to train new employees, so you'll start getting used to the work today. Any questions?"

"no problem!"

Hill looked confident.

The data she was in charge of at S.H.I.E.L.D. came from all over the world.

She also has a dedicated, extra-large office to better handle various data and information.

What storms haven't I weathered?

It's just the Osborn Corporation, is it really that harder to manage than S.H.I.E.L.D.?

"Great! I really appreciate your serious attitude towards work!"

Aaron led her to a room,

Seeing the door open automatically,

Hill took a special look.

However, no smart facial recognition devices were seen.

Not a smart door?

Her expression was strange.

However, once inside the office, Hill had no time to think about anything else.

Looking at the piles of documents stacked like mountains on the luxurious desk.

Hill looked around.

Pointing to a slightly lower desk next to a pile of documents, he asked, "Is that my workspace?"

"No, this is the right place!"

Aaron pointed to several "mountains" and said.

Hill was taken aback.

"What about you?"

"Mine is here."

Aaron then pointed to another empty desk.

"!!!"

Either I have a problem, or you do!

Hill gaped, "I'm really a secretary?"

"Administrative secretary, is there a problem?"

Aaron pressed a bell. "Call Norman over."

He then lazily sat in the boss's chair, crossing his legs.

"You can start working now. There are new documents to process tomorrow."

Hill was dumbfounded and swallowed hard.

"These...are only for one day?"

Aaron shook his head.

Just as Hill's hope began to rise, Aaron said again, "Let me think, this is yesterday's amount, and half a day's amount today."

A day and a half?

There's more coming later?!

Let's get down to business, my dear boss!

Even S.H.I.E.L.D. doesn't have this much work for me to handle!

Hill felt that the future was bleak.

Aaron also knew that this task would be very difficult.

"Don't worry too much, it's okay to slow down a bit."

"Take this small mountain of problems first, and deal with the others later."

You know this is a small hill!

Hill was speechless.

Aaron continued, "If you follow me, I can't guarantee anything else, but your safety and benefits will be top-notch."

"Believe me, once you're familiar with this job, you'll reap unimaginable benefits."

Hill rolled his eyes.

It was another flatbread; she was already tired of it.

"Ahem, I'll find another secretary to help you in a couple of days."

Hill was immediately filled with hope upon hearing this.

But considering the sheer volume of work, even if it were reduced by half, it would still be a mountain of tasks...

Unscrupulous capitalists should all be hung on streetlights!

Hill gritted his teeth and prepared to adapt for two days first.

If you really can't handle it, then run away.

Aaron was quite satisfied to see Hill get into work mode.

Look at this, this is talent!

Without needing any instructions, they could quickly get into the work environment and process various documents immediately.

In the midst of busyness,

Norman quickly came up.

"Boss."

Norman came in, greeted them, and then quickly glanced at Hill.

After memorizing the appearance of the new secretary, he then handed a document to Aaron.

"Miss Hill's onboarding documents have been processed."

He then produced another document, saying, "This is the initial demand for the new product. Currently, the world's elites are waiting for the first batch of new products to be manufactured."

"A group of late-stage cancer patients have also contacted us, hoping we can sell a batch of anti-cancer drugs as soon as possible..."

"Boss, I suggest the company hold a recruitment fair soon. Our customer service department has been working 24/7 for a whole day and night..."

Aaron glanced at the densely packed data.

He only saw a page full of zeros.

The popularity of the regeneration potion is simply unimaginable.

Super healing potions, painkillers, and limb regeneration potions are alright.

As for the demand for anti-aging and anti-cancer drugs, the marketing department expects it to reach tens of millions of units!

This is still the first batch.

The demand will continue to increase.

Countless billionaires are waving their cash in an attempt to buy it.

The newborns have not yet left the market.

However, on the black market, the price of anti-aging drugs has reached as high as one billion US dollars per vial.

The anti-cancer drugs are also pretty much the same.

The main reason is that some wealthy people are in the final moments of their lives and are about to pass away.

Anti-cancer drugs and anti-aging drugs are their last hope.

Among them is the gambling king, who is 89 years old.

There are many similar wealthy individuals around the world.

Someone even approached Tony Stark, hoping to buy one from him first.

But Tony kicked him out immediately.

Although Tony has now lost his title as the world's richest man, Stark Industries remains a behemoth to other companies.

With Aaron at the helm, Osborne was like Mount Everest, towering above all others, unshakeable by anyone.

Even though these wealthy individuals wield considerable influence,

But when faced with the Osborne Group, they could only wait anxiously at the door like ordinary people.

Aaron recalled the situation when the door opened.

No wonder there are suddenly so many luxury cars around.

If Osborne hadn't increased security, people would probably be sleeping on the floor outside the company right now, waiting for the first batch of new students to be born.

"You can handle these small matters."

Aaron glanced at it and then stopped worrying.

Hill glanced up at the two of them, then looked down at his documents.

She realized that Aaron was just not doing his job properly!

Did her previous secretary suddenly die at her workstation?

Thinking about this, Hill felt a chill run down his spine.

"Boss, students and faculty from Imperial State University will be visiting the Osborne Group. Are there any things we should be aware of?"

Norman wouldn't have cared about such a trivial matter.

But when he heard that Aaron had personally made the decision, he immediately took it to heart and supervised the entire process of handling 397.

We strive to avoid any mistakes.

For this reason, he even turned down several invitations from powerful and influential people.

Norman will be responsible to Aaron for the rest of his life!

Aaron's business is his business; everything else must take a backseat.

Even the new student program is not as important as a single sentence from Aaron.

Aaron nodded and said, "As long as they don't get into the most important departments, there won't be a problem."

Norman nodded, understanding.

I valued this matter even more.

"By the way, I heard that one of the students visiting Imperial State University this time is very talented. You should keep an eye on him."

"I'm short a few secretaries..."

Norman suddenly realized.

"Boss, I understand. I'll go down and select right away!"