Black Widow had no idea, but Yang Bo vaguely remembered a few things. None of that mattered now, though.
Walking into the VVIP room, Yang Bo looked at Dr. Banner lying unconscious on the floor and prepared to wake him with magic.
"Scare!"
It was a mere apprentice-level necromancy trick, but judging by the way Dr. Banner sat bolt upright, his eyes full of terror and his forehead drenched in cold sweat, it worked quite well.
After steadying himself, Dr. Banner looked at Yang Bo's eager gaze. Perhaps the spell hadn't worn off yet, because he braced his hands against the floor and scrambled backward until his back hit the cold wall. Only then did he stop, asking in a trembling voice:
"Who are you? Where am I?"
Yang Bo silently added another question for him: Where am I going?
Smiling, he took two steps forward into the room, then said with a broad grin:
"Me? My name is Yang Bo. Dr. Banner, welcome to my company."
At Yang Bo's words, the fear in Dr. Banner's eyes faded, only to be replaced by confusion. "Your company? When did I join? Why don't I remember any of this?"
"It's perfectly normal that you don't remember, because you're joining right now."
Like a magician, Yang Bo produced a stack of A4 paper from inside his clothes. These were recruitment documents he had stopped by the company to have Anna print while he was building the house.
He shoved them into the bewildered Dr. Banner's arms, thoughtfully took out a pen, and placed it in his hand. Then he pointed to the signature line at the bottom of the document. "Here, just sign right here."
Everything seemed so natural and confident that Dr. Banner didn't quite catch up. He instinctively gripped the pen