Knock! Knock!
"The door's not closed. Come in."
Aaron lay on a chair worth hundreds of thousands of dollars, looking straight ahead.
A woman in a standard black suit, with long black hair, expressive large eyes, and sensual lips, gracefully approached.
She said nothing, proactively pouring Aaron a glass of plain water.
Yes, Aaron had specifically asked Norman to arrange this. He didn't really drink coffee.
But Felicia deduced Aaron's preference from the residual marks in the cup.
She then tidied Aaron's desk and sat directly in front of him.
Seemingly noticing Aaron's gaze, she didn't sit primly like other interviewees. Instead, she crossed her legs, making her black stockings even more noticeable.
At the same time, a gentle smile appeared on her face.
Although it looked smooth and natural, Aaron still detected some awkwardness and stiffness in her movements, clearly the result of recent intensive training.
Her height was fine, she was definitely 178 cm tall, and in heels, she was almost as tall as Aaron.
Her measurements were also fine. What should be prominent was prominent, and what should be slender was slender. Not bad.
After careful sensing, the pheromones also gave him ample information.
Felicia wasn't wearing heavy makeup, she had only applied a very light, subtle touch. So, one could say she was practically barefaced. If she were to dress up a little, her score would be even higher.
Aaron was very confident in his judgment.
My eyes are like a ruler. One look and one sniff, and I can tell whether it's all-natural or a fake.
Felicia boldly presented herself, allowing Aaron to scrutinize her.
"You haven't been in a relationship? Why not?"
Aaron didn't ask work-related questions. They were all adults, there was no need for roundabout games.
You prepared this way, I ask this way, no problem.
Felicia said nervously, "I live in a Christian family, and premarital sexual activity is not allowed."
"And I'm not interested in those little brats. I just want to study and make something of myself. Find someone taller than me, stronger than me, and if he has the same hair color as me, even better."
Oh ho, woman, you're quite clever. You're practically saying that person is me.
Aaron smiled. "Christian? Do you believe?"
"I can choose not to believe." Felicia pursed her lips.
So, you don't believe, huh? A rebellious girl, but she clearly understands her strengths and her goals.
A smart woman.
Aaron didn't mind a smart woman, because no matter how smart she was, she would never be able to manipulate him. On the contrary, sometimes cleverness backfires.
"You're still a student at Empire State University?"
Aaron then continued, "Your work will be very busy. I have a lot of things to do."
Felicia said seriously, "No problem. Becoming your secretary and working at Osborn Industries, the university will consider it appropriately and grant me enough internship time."
"At that time, I'll only need to go back to complete my exams, and if I pass them all, I can graduate smoothly. It definitely won't affect my work here."
"In fact, I've already completed my studies ahead of schedule and can apply for early graduation at any time."
Felicia said confidently, not at all worried about not having time for studies.
Hearing this, Aaron said no more.
"I've read your profile, you are excellent."
"All your grades are excellent, and you are also enthusiastic and proactive, participating in activities including but not limited to yoga, dance, music, and playing the flute."
"Furthermore, you've studied courses like management and finance, which perfectly meet the requirements of this recruitment."
Aaron stood up and extended his hand. "I hope we have a pleasant cooperation in the future."
Felicia covered her mouth in surprise, then quickly stood up to shake his hand.
"If there's an opportunity, I hope to see you play the flute once. I also have some understanding of this instrument." Aaron's words were meaningful.
Felicia nodded emphatically. "Of course, Boss."
"Should we continue interviewing the remaining candidates now?" Felicia quickly settled into her work.
She was a little anxious, seizing every opportunity to demonstrate her abilities and usefulness. In fact, she wasn't confident that she would get this opportunity.
As a current university student, she had no advantage compared to the other interviewees. And this was for the sole secretary position to the Chairman of Osborn Industries.
This was an opportunity not to be missed.
Even now that she had successfully joined, she dared not be careless.
Because among the applicants, there was another strong competitor. That woman was no less capable than her, perhaps even more excellent.
Fortunately, she was the first applicant. Otherwise, she wouldn't have been confident in standing out among the candidates.
If it had been that woman, perhaps it wouldn't be her by Aaron's side right now.
"No need, just you will do."
"Let's go."
Aaron shook his head, no longer wanting to spend time dealing with the remaining applicants.
The others were also excellent, but most were not as good as Felicia. The only one who could rival her was an internal spy. Given that, it was better to send them all back.
He could slowly look for other secretaries later.
Felicia nodded, clutching a document, and quickly followed behind Aaron.
The two left the Chairman's office, entered the elevator, and arrived on the floor of the reception room.
A woman with long red hair, wearing a seductive black dress, walked towards them.
When she saw Aaron, she subtly glanced at Felicia, then said enthusiastically and sweetly, "Hello, Boss, I..."
Aaron ignored her, walked directly out of the elevator, and simultaneously said to the anxious Felicia beside him, "Remember that woman just now. She stepped into the company with her left foot first. Fire her immediately."
"Ah?!"
The people coming and going around them paused, and one person even stumbled, almost falling.
Those in the distance who were pretending to work, with their ears perked up, all looked over.
The red-haired woman, the person involved, was stunned on the spot, her mouth slightly agape. Even with her strong psychological fortitude, her mind was blank at this moment.
At this time, Norman, who had rushed over after receiving the notification, frequently glanced sideways, looking strangely at Felicia, then at Natalie Rushman.
Then he waved his hand. "Miss Natalie, you may leave."
After speaking, he quickly followed Aaron as he left.
Natalie stared blankly at Aaron and the others, feeling the gaze of the surrounding crowd, and silently looked down.
Then she turned to look at the bright reflective glass. Wasn't it perfect?
"Sir, do you think I'm beautiful..."
"Excuse me. I have things to do."
Before Natalie could finish speaking, the man she had stopped withdrew his gaze without a hint of reluctance, his face pale, and hurried away as if he had encountered a plague god.
As he entered his office, he paused, forcibly twisted his steps, and stepped through the door with his right foot first.
At the same time, he looked back in the Boss's direction, then let out a sigh of relief.
Natalie stopped another person, but they also forcibly detoured and left.
Natalie was furious. What was with this look of seeing a plague god?
Am I not beautiful?
F*ck!
Natalie flipped off the crowd, tossed her hair, and left.
However, as she crossed the company gate, she hesitated for a moment.
When she entered just now, which foot did she step with first?
The same question also arose in the minds of others.
Did Aaron just dislike Natalie and casually dismiss her, or did she truly step with her left foot, and he used that to make a point and establish authority?
Someone, curious, went to find the monitoring department.
When they saw Natalie confidently stepping her left foot into the gate on the screen, everyone was stunned.