Yan Yu was in a trance, smiled casually, and pushed the young man away, "Ahem (hai) is really ...... What this person and that person...... Rest early, I've got some paperwork to work on. ”

Lan Weiyan looked at Yan Yu in a daze.

The old man's words and deeds are just trying to cover up.

Young people understand the truth of going too far and don't want to be too aggressive.

"Documents...... I'll take care of it with you. Lan Weiyan took the lead and walked to the workbench and opened his notebook.

Yan Yu was like a deflated ball, and did not refuse his employee's proposal, "...... All right. ”

Employees, of course, are used for oppression.

As for someone...... There is no need to mention things that have been in the past for a long time.

Yan Yu knew very well that he was not running away, nor was he deceiving himself.

It's just that he and Lan Weiyan are not close enough to spread out the past.

The two sat facing each other on either side of the workbench, with a rich black coffee in hand, their eyes staring intently at the dense papers on the screen, their hands tapping nimbly on their notebooks.

It didn't take long for rookie player Lan Weiyan to encounter some technical problems.

He stopped, took a sip of bitter espresso, and stared at Yan Yu fixedly.

Yan Yu has very fine wrinkles at the corners of his eyes - not because of age, but because he is always smiling.

When he was concentrating on the computer, the smiling lines in the corners of his eyes neutralized the seriousness in his eyes, and the president-like coldness was dyed with childlike childishness for no reason.

What a fine old man.

He was unaware of Lan Weiyan's gaze, and his mind was undistracted, as if he was in a void world filled with countless advertisements.

His movements are light, unlike the big bosses who are in his impression of domineering, and even from the smug elite.

Yan Yu gives people the feeling ...... It seems that staying up late to catch up on work like this is just an extremely common thing.

Even if it's a little hard, there's nothing to complain about; Probably by the time he finishes filing a bunch of projects, he won't have much sense of accomplishment or pride.

This old man, right...... It's as if it didn't exist.

The only thing that can provoke his emotions seems to be some unspeakable guy - Lan Weiyan has been looking at treachery for a long time and making such unfounded guesses.

He came back to his senses, and decided to put all the problems in the memorandum for the time being, and was going to ask the old man for advice after all the tasks were completed, so as not to interrupt his work three times or twice.

Yan Yu's work efficiency is very high, and nearly 700 projects have been sorted out at about 4:10.

After all, these projects are all checked by him, and he is familiar with sorting them out.

Lan Weiyan has almost completed more than 200 projects at hand, leaving only some problematic projects, such as those that terminate the contract halfway or the partner is involved in an asset dispute, to seek advice from Yan Yu.

The old man admires the young man's approach - the so-called assistant's duty is to reduce the trouble as much as possible for the boss.

Yan Yu patiently demonstrated the operation routines of these problem projects.

Lanwei made sense of everything and completed all the tasks in a short time.

Yan Yu thought silently, the feeling of having someone to work with is indeed much better than fighting alone.

The air is filled with a shallow aroma of shower gel, mixed with an invigorating aroma of coffee.

Yan Yu opened the curtain and looked at Yanzhong Park not far away, and could vaguely see some elderly people wielding swords and playing Tai Chi.

Lan Weiyan came behind him, "It's dawn......

"Good work." Yan Yu turned to face him, his eyes gentle, "Let's take a vacation this morning to catch up on sleep." ”