Quick time travel: The system wants me to save the sick girl

Song Wen looked at his clothes and didn't say anything.

Lu Yan sat down opposite him. This was the first time, and Song Wen felt that the table was a little too big.

After eating a simple meal, Song Wen stood up and said, "Let's go."

Lu Yan didn't want to go to the company with him, otherwise everyone would speculate about his background and he would be with the boss on his first day at work.

"What? You don't want to?" Song Wen naturally did not miss Lu Yan's gaze and expression.

"No." Lu Yan shook his head. Now that he was here, he had no say in what he did.

When we got outside, there were two cars parked there.

The butler handed Lu Yan a key and said, "This is the car prepared for you."

Lu Yan glanced at Song Wen who had already gotten into the car and was about to leave. The other party had a dedicated driver, so he sat in the back seat. However, when Lu Yan hesitated, the car had already driven out.

Lu Yan took the key and said, "Thank you."

The car is not a very expensive one, but something that most people can afford. This way I don't have to buy another car myself.

I took the keys, followed the navigation, and drove to the company to report.

He was received by Bai Yi.

The other party still had some documents in his hand, and there were a few people next to Lu Yan who should have passed the interview and were waiting to be assigned jobs.

Compared to them, Lu Yan was very relaxed and was even studying the company's situation.

It was in stark contrast to the nervous and excited expressions of the people next to him.

Their company has very high recruitment requirements, and this is the first time that several people have passed the interview together. Many people looked at them curiously.

Lu Yan didn't think there was anything wrong. He even nodded and greeted some people occasionally when they looked into his eyes.

This one action alone attracted the attention of many young girls in the company. Lu Yan himself had a good appearance, and he was particularly attractive even when he dressed up casually.

After everyone around him had arranged to leave, Bai Yi came to Lu Yan and said, "Your job is very simple."

Then he handed Lu Yan a folder and said, "The boss is still in need of a personal assistant."

Lu Yan took it.

"There's an office next door. The boss has three assistants, four of them including you. If there's anything they need you for, they'll let you know."

"The workstation has been arranged, just go there."

Lu Yan walked over as he said. There was no one in the office. There was an empty workstation inside, so Lu Yan walked over.

The computers prepared were all brand new, and the seats were simple and clean, "pretty good."

Song Wen rubbed his forehead. There were several people standing in front of him. They all lowered their heads and stood quietly. Song Wen said, "Get out."

As if they had been granted amnesty, several people immediately picked up the documents that had fallen on the ground and turned to leave.

"Let Lu Yan in." Song Wen frowned. He didn't know why he had to keep this person, but at least he didn't hate him. In that case, there was nothing wrong with letting him stay.

Bai Yi turned and went out.

Lu Yan saw several assistants open the door and come in. Before Lu Yan had time to say hello, Bai Yi came in and said, "Lu Yan, the boss wants to see you."

Immediately, the few people who had just entered looked up at Lu Yan with a look of sympathy in their eyes.

"it is good."

Lu Yan got up and went in, while Bai Yi stayed outside.

Song Wen leaned back in his chair and rubbed his aching forehead. “Come here.”

Lu Yan walked over.

“Can you give me a massage?”

Lu Yan shook his head honestly, but seeing the other person frowning, he still walked around the table, came behind Song Wen, and raised his hand to press on his temple.

His fingertips were slightly cold, and almost the moment he put them on the ground, Song Wen's attention shifted to Lu Yan, who moved his fingers tentatively.

Although he couldn't, he was able to control his strength so that the other person wouldn't feel very uncomfortable.

It was obviously not a very good technique, but it made Song Wen relax.

Feeling the gravity in his hand, Lu Yan saw Song Wen closing his eyes. He lightened his force so that the other party would not feel too uncomfortable leaning on the chair.

Song Wen fell asleep under the pressure of the other person's fingertips, and it was only more than ten minutes before he opened his eyes again.

The hand on the forehead did not loosen. "Okay."

Lu Yan then stepped back and came to the table. Song Wen turned his chair and took a document from the side and handed it to him. "The company is going to hold a fashion show next month. This is the plan they just gave me. Take a look at it and prepare a copy for me."

Recalling the dejected look on his assistants' faces when they returned just now, it was obvious that Song Wen was not satisfied with their proposal.

Lu Yan took it and said, "Got it."

"Just go out if you have nothing to do."

"Yes." Lu Yan turned and left, holding the document in one hand and the other hand hanging at his side. Song Wen noticed that the other's fingers were trembling slightly and his fingertips were red.

Glancing at the time, he realized that twenty minutes had passed since Lu Yan came in. Thinking back to the ten minutes or so he had just slept, he found it unbelievable.

Even though I only slept for more than ten minutes today, it was already equivalent to a whole night's rest for me, just like the other person who slept in my arms that day.

I don’t know why, but he’s obviously not someone I trust enough.

Song Wen sighed almost inaudibly and said thoughtfully, "Maybe we can try it tonight."

Lu Yan returned to the office. Several people looked at him. Lu Yan greeted them, "Hello everyone. My name is Lu Yan. I'm new here."

"Hello."

Everyone was particularly enthusiastic. "What did Mr. Song ask you to do just now?"

Seeing the other party couldn't help but ask, Lu Yan smiled and said, "Boss Song asked me to prepare a plan."

"It can't be the fashion show plan for this year."

Lu nodded, "Yes."

At the same time, he handed the information in his hand to everyone. "This is what Mr. Song just gave me. He asked me to learn from it."

You can tell at a glance that these are the plans they just submitted, all of which have been rejected and need to be re-planned.

"Oh. Thank you for your hard work."

Several people took turns to comfort Lu Yan, telling him not to worry too much about the boss or something like that.

Lu Yan agreed to all of them without thinking it was a big deal. He had looked at the plan and found nothing difficult about it. There were just some things that needed attention, and the most important issue was the invitation of guests.

Lu Yan took a brief look at it, then found out what was wrong with their plan and made improvements, until he had a rough outline by the time he got off work.

"Although Song Wen may not be in a hurry, it is still better to prepare it in advance. If there are any problems, there will be time to improve them."

Lu Yan was well prepared. At the same time, this was nominally his first job, so he had to show the due seriousness and serious attitude towards his first job.

"I just didn't eat well at noon, and I feel a little uncomfortable." Lu Yan frowned, and in order to quickly fit in with everyone, they had lunch together at noon.