Please Take Care of Me, Young Master Quan

Her mood suddenly brightened, and a smile graced her lips.

Since it was the weekend and no one had to go to work, they didn’t gather for breakfast.

Seeing that it was still early, she decided to stay put and did thirty deep squats, followed by some stretching before proceeding to freshen up.

When Shen Wan descended the stairs, there were only two servants in the living room, tidying up. She glanced at them briefly and proceeded straight to the dining room.

“What would the Third Lady like for breakfast?”

“Plain congee.”

Twenty minutes later, Shen Wan left in her car.

“Young Master,” Steward Zhou called out softly.

Shen Qian, who had just returned from his morning run, happened to see the red Maserati driving away. He withdrew his gaze and asked, “When did the Third Lady come downstairs?”

“At seven o’clock.”

“Hmm.” He turned and headed inside.

Steward Zhou stood in place, watching the direction in which Shen Wan had departed, furrowing his brows involuntarily.

Qingtong Street.

The breakfast stalls were bustling with people, vegetable vendors loudly advertising their products, bicycles weaving through the alleys, and the white steam rising from baskets of buns creating a lively and vivid street scene.

So, when a vibrant red Maserati stopped at the entrance of the alley, and a slender woman stepped out of the car, she seemed completely out of place in the vibrant and bustling atmosphere.

Ignoring the curious glances from the surroundings, Shen Wan entered a single-unit building.

She retrieved the key from her bag, which Zhou Chi had given her, unlocked the door, and stepped inside.

No one had lived here for nearly half a month, and the air was filled with a choking scent of dust. Shen Wan opened the windows, and after a moment, the air improved.

At that moment, her phone rang.

Shen Wan lightly swiped her fingertip to answer, saying, “I just arrived, don’t rush me.”

On the other end, Zhou Chi chuckled twice, sounding a bit embarrassed. “I know it’s early, but I have an urgent request.”

Shen Wan powered up her computer, and in less than three seconds, the boot-up screen appeared.

“Password?”

Zhou Chi rattled off a string of numbers. “Follow the path I gave you on that diagram, and it will bring up an encrypted document.”

Shen Wan followed his instructions step by step. “Then what?”

“Simply send the document using the encrypted transfer shortcut on my desktop.”

“No need to decrypt it?”

“No need.”

“…Alright, it’s done.”

“Great, I’ve received it too. Once I review this PRD, I’ll go to bed… I’m so tired…”

Shen Wan frowned. “You pulled another all-nighter?”

“Can’t help it. This is the life of a coder.”

“Take care of yourself, don’t wear yourself out.”

“I’m fine, everyone’s in the same boat, and I don’t want to slack off. By the way, 1 sent last week’s progress report to your email. Please sign it when you have time. Once that’s done, we’ll consider this phase of the project complete, and we can move on to the next stage. It’ll also help with the financial approval…”

Even though Zhou Chi had stayed up all night, there was no trace of weariness in his voice. Since joining Sail, he had adapted effortlessly, like a ship navigating a river with ease.

Despite the hard work, he found great fulfillment in it.

Shen Wan occasionally received calls from Zhou Chi and could tell that he got along well with the team. He was actively learning and applying professional knowledge related to team management.

Compared to the delinquent boy in a wheelchair from her past life, Zhou Chi’s life trajectory had undergone a complete transformation.

Shen Wan looked out the window, and everything was moving in a positive direction….