After I became a real young master, I became famous for my bad behavior

"Well, what a workaholic. Whether it's Ivan or Eve. They are the same anyway."

Scott changed his mind and realized that since Ivan confessed that he was Eve, he didn't want to pretend anymore and just took the documents back to deal with them!

In fact, the bigger reason was to save energy. Since he was not very busy recently, Ivan temporarily put away his clone. He announced to the public that Eve was sick and resting at home, and Ivan took over everything.

"He's such a good actor," Scott finally complained.

Scott looked at the white sticky note on the coffee table and understood - Ivan meant "I'm at work".

"In fact, except for things that take up his time, he basically stays in the office."

Scott tore off the sticky note and held it in his hand. He quickly thought about Ivan's activities: in addition to work, the two had to meet at dinner, otherwise Ivan would not take the initiative to find him.

Of course Scott wouldn't look for Ivan, it's mutual~

Scott looked at the calendar on the wall—MONDAY.

Weekday. It was a good excuse to see Ivan.

Da da da...

Scott went upstairs quickly and changed into his work uniform. Then he hurried downstairs, walked through the long corridor and turned a corner, and finally arrived at their office.

?

Scott stood at the door and heard the person inside humming a song.

"It seems that Ivan is in a good mood today."

Knock three times, that's the rule. The humming soon stopped.

"Come in." The person inside said in an emotionless tone.

creak-

Scott carefully pushed the door open slowly:

"Morning, Ivan..."

Ivan was indeed in a good mood today. He was wearing clothes that suited his temperament. His long silver hair was tied into a bun, and his long straight braids were lightly draped behind him.

"If I didn't suspect that the person in front of me was wearing Ivan's skin, I would really think he was a great beauty - but that's not right. In the original setting, Ivan is not a person with outstanding looks..."

Ivan felt strange when he heard Scott's guilty tone. He looked up from the documents and then looked at the quartz clock on the wall.

Ruby eyes looked at Scott:

"Hmm? You're not late for 8:30. Just come in and sit down."

"Uh..."

Scott looked around, then pointed at himself:

"Ivan, where do I sit?"

(Honey embarrassing)

Because there is no other space in the office except the sofa for guests and Ivan's own desk.

"Haha, this is my fault. You took a leave a while ago, so I closed your workstation."

Ivan smiled sweetly, then used his magic to adjust the structure of the room. Soon, a desk slowly rose up from the empty space next to Ivan, facing Ivan's desk.

“Is this my seat?”

"Correct."

Scott sat obediently opposite Ivan.

As soon as he sat down, the magic tea set boiled water for him and made tea. Soon a cup of brewed green tea appeared on Scott's right hand side.

"Wow, there is such a thing." Scott was stunned.

Ivan wanted to laugh when he saw Scott's inexperienced look, but if he put himself in his shoes, he would realize that Scott was the only person in Impess (publicly) who knew magic, and magic tea sets were not widely available there, so he wouldn't see such a scene.

Seeing Scott's surprised look, Ivan straightened up and introduced Scott:

"You'll get used to it. That's the configuration of your desk anyway. But as an aside, you look much better after a week's rest."

"Thank you."

After Scott finished speaking, Ivan continued to correct the documents.

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Scott stared blankly at the pile of documents on Ivan's desk:

"Are these... all the papers I'm going to help mark in the future (I heard this is the assistant's job) - er, I mean, did I miss a lot of work during the week I was off?"

"No big deal,"

Ivan said as he changed the document.

"In fact, when I used the identity of Eve, even if I didn't hire a chief magic assistant, I could complete the task of two people by myself. Although I was a little busy during your illness, I completed your task together.

"So now you just have to sit down and share the burden with me, so that I can have more time to rest, that's all."

Scott watched with half-opened eyes. He felt from the bottom of his heart that the intensity of this work was no less than when he was handling official business in the Duke's Mansion.

"Without some business skills, I'm afraid you won't be able to take on this position, right...?"

He thought about it and realized that Ivan could split himself into two people. Considering Sheen's affairs and the Magic Tower affairs, it would not be a big deal for two people to handle them.

Now that the clone has been put away and Ivan is doing things so smoothly, Scott feels like he is redundant.

But I have to say that the clone is a really good thing:

"If I could have such a good clone, I would wish he could handle things for me every day while I stay at home~"

Ivan suddenly said:

"I recruited you, or you could say I was looking for a mascot. After all, no one likes to hear that a position that originally belonged to a noble child is vacant, and then say that I am arrogant and don't give a noble child a chance."

"Ah...ah, the mascot..."

Scott watched Ivan sitting at the table processing documents with ease.

“It seems like this doesn’t need me at all.”

Scott, who had been trained as a family head, picked up a document and took a look at it, then revised the matters on it according to the actual situation:

Alas, I suddenly thought that Ivan could handle so many things. These were not something that a person who had been trained in a closed environment for many years could do.

In other words, the person in Ivan's body is absolutely powerful.

His style of doing things is very similar to Sheen's, or rather, he is more decisive than Sheen.

Scott picked up the pen to correct the documents and couldn't help but comment:

“To be honest, you have great business skills—you can not only perform the duties of the chief magician, but also help Sheen sort out his business plans and even make them stronger and bigger.

"This shouldn't be something that an ordinary civilian can do, right?"

Ivan could tell that Scott was testing him.

He snorted coldly:

"How can someone without any ability take this position? Besides...

"You can understand that I really don't need help from others, and I only found an assistant to shut up those who make sarcastic remarks."

It was just a sarcastic remark... Scott had no way of refutating that.

(Those nobles who have nothing to do! Just like Xilun)

Ivan changed the subject smoothly.

"But since you said that the purpose of submitting your cover letter was to get me to come out and help you, then it's just right that you work for me in exchange for the cost of my coming out. This deal is a win-win for everyone, what a good deal~"

"I can't argue with that."

Scott looked at Ivan, carefully observing his working state: long and thick silver eyelashes matched with ruby ​​eyes, which were carefully reading the documents in his hands.

Although he was answering Scott's questions, Ivan did not stop the work in his hands, and he did a good job in handling the matters during the conversation.

"Better than someone who has usurped the position of heir but neglected his duties."

She has strong business skills, decent temperament, tall stature, fair skin, and is not controlled by any family forces.

Ivan is becoming more and more suitable as Stella's "contract husband".

The longer he watched, the more Scott felt that the person in front of him was Sheen.

But before finding direct evidence, he decided not to alert the enemy:

"Oh, right. How was things going outside during the week I was in seclusion? I'm talking about things related to Haines."

"Xion, you can't not pay attention to them."