The Recently Graduated Female Secretary

If you calculate the time, it had been a while since Ellie became his secretary. 

After Kara joined the Justice League as Supergirl, No. 3 arranged for the HR department to recruit a real secretary for Russell.

After a series of selections and background checks, Ellie, who had recently graduated, became Russell's secretary.

Due to his reclined position, Russell's gaze naturally followed Ellie's long legs wrapped in black stockings as it traveled upwards.

Ellie's legs might not be as perfect as Diana's, or even as good as Gwen and Kara's, but for an ordinary person, they were still quite impressive.

At least they were on par with Hollywood actresses and Victoria's Secret models.

Russell's gaze continued to rise, eventually reaching Ellie's slender waist, which could be held with one hand.

Her waist was slender, and one could tell it had a great touch.

Although Ellie was currently wearing an office suit, Russell, who had extensive experience appreciating women, could see that her waist wasn't just slim; she probably worked out regularly. It was both flat and slender, with good elasticity and vitality.

His gaze continued upwards, reaching Ellie's ambitious career-minded aspect.

Even though the office temperature was comfortable, Ellie had undone the top three buttons of her shirt, revealing her collarbone and that abyss that seemed to stare back at you when you gazed at it.

Not only that, on her fair and delicate skin, there was a unique necklace.

The necklace hung on her fair, slender neck, with the white gold diamond pendant positioned just a few centimeters above the "abyss."

The pendant wasn't too close to the "abyss," nor was it completely far away, giving the illusion that it could fall into the "abyss" at any moment.

In addition to her exquisite body curves, Ellie's facial features also conformed to conventional aesthetics.

She had an oval face, large eyes, fair skin, red lips, and a delicate nose and teeth.

Even for Russell, who was usually very picky, after seriously evaluating Ellie, he gave her a high score of 80.

His minimum tea-drinking standard was 75, and anything below that wouldn't pique his interest.

In his rating scale, Diana was in a league of her own with a score of 95.

Kara and Gwen were slightly behind with around 90 points.

Ellie might only have 80 points, but for a freshly graduated young woman, it was already quite good. Many A-list Hollywood actresses couldn't even get 80 points from him.

As a woman, and a recently graduated beauty at that, Ellie knew exactly what Russell's gaze meant.

However, she had no resistance to it, and she even slightly bent forward to allow Russell to have a better view.

Seeing Ellie's little gesture, Russell's lips curled up slightly.

She certainly knew how to make the best use of her advantages!

Seeing his smile, Ellie's exquisitely made-up face also revealed a charming smile.

"Documents."

Russell sat up and said to Ellie.

Without any hesitation, Ellie handed him the documents.

While Russell examined the documents, he casually asked, "I heard from No. 3 that you graduated just a year ago and used to work as an intern secretary for the chief editor of a fashion magazine, is that right?"

"Yes, sir," Ellie quickly replied.

"An young woman like you who graduated just a year ago, giving up the opportunity to be promoted at a fashion magazine like The Catwalk, and becoming a secretary in an arms company unrelated to fashion. Can you tell me what you were thinking?"

Russell raised his head and looked at Ellie, saying slowly.

"If fashion, beauty, and jewelry are considered women's fashion, then firearms, missiles, and combat suits are considered men's fashion. Even though the company's main business is completely different from the fashion magazine where I used to intern, I still see it as a part of fashion."

Ellie replied promptly.

Russell didn't know if she came up with this on the spot or if she had prepared this response during the interview, but he had to admit that her answer was quite good.

"Arms are men's fashion, interesting!"

"If the company ever expands into the magazine industry in the future, I'll consider making that statement the slogan for the company's magazines."

Russell smiled as he spoke and signed his name on the first document he had finished reviewing.

Although he usually acted like a laissez-faire boss, he took his responsibilities as chairman seriously.

After all, Octopus Monster Industries was not a publicly traded company; the money spent here was his, not shareholders' or investors' money.

It was the money he had taken from Osborn Corporation and Hammer Industries.

In other words, this was his hard-earned "blood money."

After placing the signed document on the table, he said to Ellie, "Don't just stand there, have a seat. It must be tiring to stand in high heels."

Upon hearing his words, Ellie was on the verge of instinctively refusing.

However, when she saw Russell's gaze, she instantly understood and sat down next to him.

"Move over a bit," Russell said again.

Without any hesitation, Ellie moved over slightly and sat with her legs crossed.

Indeed, she was quite adept at this!

Russell nodded in satisfaction when he saw Ellie's sitting posture.

Then, holding the documents he hadn't finished reading, he lay back down again and rested his head on Ellie's thigh.

Although the sofa was made of genuine leather, compared to a young woman's thigh, even the finest leather would pale in comparison.

Although Ellie appeared composed, Russell could clearly feel a slight, uncontrollable tremor in her body.

If someone lacked tea-drinking experience, they might easily mistake this slight tremor in Ellie's body for fear and nervousness.

But Russell could be one hundred percent sure that it had nothing to do with fear or nervousness.

This was pure excitement and anticipation.

Although he knew what Ellie was thinking at the moment, Russell acted like a monk who had seen through worldly desires and focused all his attention on the documents in his hand.

Time passed slowly.

After finishing reading the documents in his hand and signing his name on the items without issues, Russell placed the documents and pen on the table.

"Give me a shoulder and head massage, I'm a bit tired."

"Yes, sir!"

Ellie gave him a charming smile and gently began massaging Russell's shoulders and head.

Although Ellie's massage movements were a bit inexperienced, not on par with Natasha, who had received professional spy training, Russell could tell that she had practiced specifically for this, and not just a few times.

If he wanted to play a game of Flight Chess with Ellie right now, she would definitely not refuse.

However, Russell seriously considered whether it was necessary.

Although he had no taboo against eating where he worked, Ellie was different from Kara, Gwen, and the others. She didn't seem suitable to be a long-term chess partner.

Based on his previous habits and Ellie's displayed personality, he would only consider Ellie as a random stranger for a game in his free time.

But the problem was, Ellie wasn't just a random stranger; she was his secretary.

After a few minutes of contemplation, he gave up thinking about it.

There was nothing much to think about; she was just a young woman with a strong career focus.

With his current assets, not to mention Ellie alone, even a full squad of people wouldn't be too much of a financial burden.

In the decadent capitalist society of the United States, if he didn't do the things that decadent capitalists liked to do, then he wouldn't be doing his job as chairman properly.

After dispelling his concerns, he opened his eyes and looked at Ellie, saying calmly, "Do you know any other massage techniques?"

"Yes!"

Without any hesitation, Ellie immediately replied, and a hint of surprise flashed across her exquisitely made-up face.

"Since you know, then let me experience them."

Russell smiled and said.

"Yes, sir."

Ellie replied softly.

Then, she took off her suit jacket and placed it on the sofa before starting a deeper massage.

This was the life of a decadent capitalist!

Russell thought to himself as he enjoyed Ellie's massage service.