London.
Jon, who had just woken up, looked up and saw the woman sitting not far away from him.
The illusion just now was like a dream. After waking up, he was still moved.
As if.
He was not moved at all. He was scared.
"Lun Na, I've heard a lot about you. Have I been sleeping for a long time?"
Lun Na shook her head. "No, I just came here not long ago. I've heard a lot about you, boss."
She was telling the truth. When she first came in, she thought that Jon was resting here because he was tired from the long journey. Then, she quietly sat on the sofa and waited for Jon to wake up.
So when Jon woke up, he found Brenna sitting on the leather sofa in his office. In an instant, the emptiness and fatigue caused by the tense state of mind in the illusion seemed to have disappeared without a trace.
Anthony was right. This woman did have the ability to make people calm.
Just by sitting there calmly, she made Jon feel very safe.
This was a talent.
He raised his hand and looked at the time. It was almost night. It was time for dinner.
"It's almost night. Can you do me the honor of having dinner with me?"
"Of course."
Brenna looked up with a smile on her face.
"Since the boss has a request, as a subordinate, I naturally have to obey."
Jon laughed. He did not take her joke seriously.
Lun Na's identity was different from Anthony's. This woman came to work here because of her personal relationship with Anthony. To put it bluntly, she was here to help. Jon could not really order her around as a subordinate. Besides, even if he ordered Lun Na to do something in the Soviet Union, it could only be said that Lun Na found it interesting and came to help him.
Such a talent, when she did not have any shares in the company and was not bound to him, was worthy of him treating her seriously.
"Right, I haven't asked. Where did you get the box on my desk?"
Lun Na tilted her head and looked at it. "Oh, when I came back, I took a detour and went to the Mediterranean. I bought it at the antique market there. How is it? Are you satisfied? I think it's not bad. "
"Not bad indeed."
Jon thought about the true identity of this item. Indeed, no matter who it was, such a treasure that contained illusions was a good thing.
Even he himself didn't think that this thing was bad. He even thought that if he could use it again in the future, he could wait until he was stronger before using it again.
"When I came in just now, I saw you sleeping on top of that. Is there a problem?"
"No, no, I quite like it." Jon smiled and didn't show any unnatural state. "Otherwise, I wouldn't ask you, right?"
"That makes sense."
Brenna pressed the elevator button, and the two of them entered the elevator together.
Secretary Jin had already arranged a place for Jon for dinner. Although there was one more person, it was not a big problem.
"Speaking of which, I've known you for so long, but this is the first time I've seen you. You've been in the East for a long time. It's been hard on you."
"It's not hard." Lun Na flicked her hair. "I like that kind of life very much. It was quite interesting when I was there. Also, your decision-making is very insightful. At least, you're better than me. When I saw those instructions, I thought you were in the Soviet Union. I didn't expect you to be a child."
"But at least I don't look like a child now. If I don't talk about it, others will only think that I look young."
"That's true."
The two of them went to a restaurant near the company and chatted happily during dinner.
Lun Na was indeed a woman with her own thoughts. If she was a Wizard, she would definitely be a very powerful female Wizard.
However, there was nothing wrong with being an ordinary person in such a society. It was just like some of the novels that Jon read in his previous life. If the magic environment could really affect ordinary people like the Spirit Energy Revival, people like Lun Na would always be the first to take advantage of it.
Especially with the help of Jon, people like Lun Na and Anthony would probably achieve very good results in such an environment.
However, it was still too early to say these things. They were just empty words and could not be taken seriously.
After dinner, Jon did not return to the company again. Lun Na drove him back to his residence in London. Joanne and Rank had already left and were heading to Privet Drive.
No one was living there now. However, Joanne considerately left a letter for Jon to tell Jon where he could work and what he could not do. She also told him about her recent situation. For example, she had resigned from school and started to study for a literature degree again.
Other than that, there were some miscellaneous things about life, such as the location of the surrounding shopping malls, and even which restaurants nearby were more delicious.
Of course, Jon did not care how delicious these were. He only liked to eat McDonald's. Anyway, these high-calorie foods would not make him fat. If he wanted to eat something else, Secretary Kim would arrange it for him.
This woman was indeed not an ordinary person in this world. After all, Jon did not know what kind of person Ms. Rowling was in the original world that he remembered.
But thinking about it, she should be a woman with her own thoughts and character.
Jon had always had a good impression of such people. It was not the kind of good impression in the literal sense, but the kind of feelings like admiration and respect.
He rarely bothered about whether a person was a man or a woman. Instead, he judged a person based on the person's overall appearance. Whether a person was capable or not was not related to what kind of gender that person was, because the great thing was personality, not gender.
He pressed the Bracelet of Silence on his hand and waved his magic wand.
Dark and gloomy magical waves spread out through the window, and not long after, an owl flew in through the window.
It was Kane.
He did not come in with the other luggage that Jon carried. Instead, he flew outside by himself. For an owl, this was not a difficult thing to do.
Jon took out his owl's food box and put it on the windowsill. Then he took some owl biscuits from the place indicated in the letter that Joanne left behind and put them in the food box.
Then he remembered that he did not take the box that stored the illusion from the company.
Oh, there was no need to rush.
He walked to the phone, picked it up, and dialed a number.
"It's me, Secretary Kim. I need you to help me bring the box on the office table."
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