Great, I'm old and still have to compete with young people; it's truly thriving!"
Aaron waved his hand, and Norman walked over, puzzled.
Placing his hand on Norman's body, Aaron silently thought, "Refine Norman Osborn's family genetic disease!"
In an instant,
Norman felt something being sucked out of his body—his soul? Or his essence?
He wasn't sure if it was an illusion, but his body seemed much lighter.
The fatigue from many nights of research also lessened, and he felt more energetic.
It was as if his body had found a second spring.
"You may go. From now on, you no longer have to worry about the family genetic disease taking your life at any moment."
Aaron waved his hand.
"Ah? I'm cured!!"
Norman's eyes widened. Was it that simple?
A hand on him, and he was cured!
What kind of method was this?!
"What did you think? Did you expect me to cut you open? It's a small issue, so easy!"
"…"
Norman walked out of the lab in a daze, passing other security guards and people working overtime. Hearing "boss" repeatedly, he sighed helplessly.
He didn't know if it was his last day as the master here, or if he was lamenting that his half-lifetime of futile effort was less effective than Aaron's touch.
Or perhaps both?
Stepping outside, Norman looked up at the sky. Though the sun was setting, it appeared full of vitality to him, like the rising sun.
He silently repeated the name: Aaron!
He knew his life had undergone a major change today!
The future would either be an abyss or paradise, depending on that mysterious Eastern man, Aaron!
After Norman left, Aaron also departed from Osborn Industries.
He wasn't afraid that Norman would go back on his word and flee.
As long as he wanted to find him, even if Norman ran to the ends of the earth or hid in the deep sea, there would be no escape!
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Chapter 11: Female Secretary, Felicia
The next day.
The sun was high in the sky.
Aaron was woken by a violent doorbell.
Without opening the door, he knew the pheromones definitely belonged to Kate, accompanied by a faint fragrance.
Everyone's pheromones are different, but Aaron could accurately analyze the subtle distinctions.
He could even control these pheromones to some extent.
He wondered if Mystique or the Skrulls could mimic these pheromones when shapeshifting. Hmm, he might have to try it sometime.
Amidst the faint fragrance, there was also a hint of the sea.
Oh, and Eleanor?
Then he heard Eleanor's scolding, seemingly telling someone not to disturb Mr. Aaron's rest.
The doorbell stopped.
Aaron got up, washed up, and opened the door.
"Hello, Mr. Aaron, I'm so sorry to disturb you. Little Kate really wanted to see you and insisted on dragging me here first thing this morning."
Eleanor said with a hint of apology.
Little Kate, beside her, rolled her eyes furiously.
Aaron looked up at the sky. Indeed, it was quite early; the sun was directly overhead.
"Doesn't Kate have school? Today isn't a holiday."
Kate proudly lifted her head, "Those studies? I finished them ages ago! I'm too lazy to play with those little brats!"
"Later, I'm starting my training plan. Mom signed me up for several courses like Xing Yi Quan, Tai Chi, Baji Combat Arts, Sanda, Jujutsu, Karate, and fencing."
"Once I've learned them all, I want to become as strong and righteous as you!"
Kate's face was full of admiration. If Eleanor hadn't held her back, she would have rushed over and dragged Aaron away.
"Is that so? But I think you shouldn't learn from me…"
Aaron's expression was odd.
"Why?"
"I'm not a righteous companion. I'm just a free-spirited… ahem, ordinary person."
Kate didn't believe him, but Aaron didn't explain in detail.
Anyway, he didn't want Kate to learn from him; it felt like he would lead her astray.
Besides, he wasn't that easy to learn from.
"Since you're here, could you give me a ride?"
Aaron yawned, looking rather lazy.
Eleanor smiled, "Of course, I'd be happy to serve you."
She naturally wouldn't refuse. Any opportunity to get closer to Aaron would be of immense benefit to both Bishop Security and Kate.
She could tell that Kate wouldn't be a quiet person in the future. Since she wanted to soar and be a hero, then let her!
The only thing she could do was support Kate wholeheartedly and provide her with strong logistical support and sufficient protection.
With Aaron around, Kate would likely be much safer in the future.
"So, where are we going next?"
"Osborn Industries!"
"That's a big corporation. Are you going there for a job interview?"
Eleanor drove, observing Aaron through the rearview mirror.
"In a way, yes."
Aaron nodded. How was interviewing for the CEO position not an interview?
Eleanor felt a little disappointed, keeping certain words to herself.
Bishop Security was wealthy, but Osborn was even richer!
There was no comparison between the two.
Along the way, Kate chattered incessantly, talking to Aaron about various topics.
One moment she was discussing how smart Batman in Gotham was, the next she was talking about where to find good food in New York.
Aaron responded intermittently, but most of the talking was done by Kate.
After all, he was truly unfamiliar with this country!
Even his visit to Osborn Industries yesterday was by chance.
If he had to go by himself now, well… he'd probably circle around downtown New York a few times.
Soon,
The three arrived at Osborn Industries.
They saw a large crowd of people standing at the entrance of the building, neatly arranged on both sides, seemingly welcoming some important figure.
Eleanor's face was full of regret, "It seems you won't have a chance to interview today. With this scene at Osborn, I'd guess the president is coming."
Aaron waved his hand, "It's fine."
Saying that, he unbuckled his seatbelt and got out of the car.
Eleanor wanted to say something more, but Aaron just waved his hand behind him and walked towards the crowd.
From a distance, Eleanor saw a few people separating from the crowd and walking towards him.
The one leading them seemed to be Mr. Norman Osborn?
Kate's mouth hung open, and she said hesitantly, "Mom, they won't get beaten up, will they? Maybe… we should call an ambulance?"
"Hmm?"
"They clearly want to chase Aaron away. I have a feeling something big is going to happen!"
Eleanor felt a little nervous at her words, but in the next moment, something surprising happened.
Norman Osborn actually shook Aaron's hand warmly and even said something?
The mid-to-high-level Osborn executives around Norman all wore smiles, not even having the right to speak, just smiling throughout.
This… who exactly was Aaron?!
How did she not know that the US president had been replaced by an Easterner?
Had those politicians finally come to their senses and realized the importance of cooperation?
Kate also scratched her head, "Has the political climate changed recently? I haven't heard of this kind of political correctness…"
And then, they watched wide-eyed as Aaron led the way towards the Osborn building.
He looked rather displeased, as if he was very unhappy with the scene before him?
Norman, meanwhile, was smiling apologetically, but without any trace of dissatisfaction.
And Aaron was walking at the very front, Norman a step behind!
Oh no, the fairy tale world and reality have merged!!
Kate thought blankly.
Meanwhile,
Aaron walked into what was originally Norman's office, his face grim.
"I apologize, boss. I watched some videos of ancient Eastern countries and thought this was a custom there, so I took the liberty of creating this scene."
Norman apologized cautiously, fearing Aaron's anger.
Aaron was initially very angry, mainly because he disliked dealing with too many people, but seeing Norman so careful, half of his anger dissipated.
"Alright, don't do this again. It's meaningless to me."
Norman nodded in understanding. Aaron was clearly no ordinary person; the grand displays ordinary people sought were probably insignificant to him.
What he pursued was probably that divine status.
Or rather, was he already a god?
Thinking this, Norman became even more reserved.
He twitched for a moment, then still bit the bullet and said, "Boss, there's another matter. I've found several secretary candidates for you, to handle your work and personal errands. Would you like to take some time to interview them one-on-one?"
"Where are they?"
Aaron thought for a moment and decided he needed a secretary.
Although he didn't intend to interfere with Osborn's operations—he believed in leaving professional matters to professionals—considering that he would inevitably deal with some related affairs in the future, having a secretary to categorize and organize things for him wouldn't be bad.
Of course, he absolutely did not make this decision because he noticed Norman's meaningful expression. Absolutely not!