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The door swung open. Boss Baby sat behind a mahogany desk made entirely of reinforced plastic blocks. He wasn't looking at Tim. He was staring at a glowing monitor labeled .

Tim looked at the screen, then at his brother. He finished his juice box in one long, dramatic gulp. "Let's go to work." 1_PV_BABYBOSS_Facecast_ID_8048332.mp4

He tapped a button, and the video file— 1_PV_BABYBOSS_Facecast —began to play. On the screen, a new recruit appeared. This baby didn’t just look cute; she looked like she could hostile-takeover a Fortune 500 company before her first diaper change. She had a sharp bob, a miniature power suit, and eyes that saw right through your soul—and your bank account. "Who is she?" Tim whispered, mesmerized. The door swung open

Boss Baby hopped off his chair, his tiny loafers clicking on the floor. He handed Tim a pacifier that was secretly a high-frequency jammer. He was staring at a glowing monitor labeled