In a city with so many people, Ye Yin is worried that Ye Linlang will be lost.

"Linlang, let's go together."

Ye Yunkai held Ye Yin's hand and whispered: "Yinzi, I want to go to the beach with you."

"Dad, mom, you have a good appointment. I won't be a light bulb when I watch a movie!"

Ye Linlang smiled playfully.

Ye Yunkai handed over some money to Ye Linlang and reminded him: "Be careful, do you know how to go back to the hotel?"

"I know."

Ye Linlang waved his hand and jumped straight onto the bus.

After she found a seat by the window on the bus, she poked out half of her body and waved her hands with Ye Yunkai and his wife.

"Dad, mom, have fun."

Ye Linlang took a few buses before he arrived at Huajian Bookstore.

"Huajian" Bookstore is located deep in an inconspicuous alley, with pots of plants placed outside the gate.

On a wooden plaque, there is a cursive script with the words "Huajian".

As soon as Ye Linlang pushed open the door, a crisp sound of wind chimes rang out.

After a closer look, the wind chime is made of shells.

The collision between shells is crisp and pleasant.

The bookstore is not large in size, but it gives people a feeling of relaxation and joy.

The rich ink fragrance is intertwined with a faint sandalwood.

Ye Linlang walked to the bar and whispered: "Laojia, do I want to find a book?"

"What book?"

A middle-aged man in the bar asked Ye Linlang without raising his head.

Ye Linlang whispered: ""Slow Work and Meticulous Work", author: Guo Jiajia."

After hearing the author's three words, the middle-aged man raised his eyes and looked at Ye Linlang. After a while, he put down the martial arts novel in his hand and took Ye Linlang into the office behind the bamboo curtain.

"Who told you about this book?"

A sharp murderous intent came towards him.

The middle-aged man's index finger and thumb pressed against Ye Linlang's throat.

The golden needle in Ye Linlang's hand also hit the man's temple at the same time.

A hint of surprise and surprise flashed in the middle-aged man's eyes.

"Huajian was told by an old friend. I am not convenient for me to say who it is." Ye Linlang pondered slightly and whispered: "I just simply wanted to entrust Huajian to find someone, and I have no malice."

In order to show sincerity, Ye Linlang took the lead in taking back the golden needle in his hand.

She wasn't here to make enemies.

"My surname is Guo, you can call me Uncle Guo."

Uncle Guo stopped and sat on a chair, and Ye Linlang sat opposite Uncle Guo calmly.

She took the quill on the table, dipped it in ink, and wrote a string of license plates and the words "Ye Wusheng" on the envelope.

"The car is a Mercedes-Benz sedan."

Uncle Guo looked at the words written by Ye Linlang, and his expression was obscure and difficult to distinguish.

“Download 100.”

Ye Linlang hesitated to bite her lip. She did have 100 on her hand, but if she really had to pay the deposit, she would have no money.

"I can translate the information for you." Ye Linlang continued without waiting for Uncle Guo to speak: "I know you have this business. I am very short of money now, very, very, very short of money..."

Uncle Guo was silent and looked at Ye Linlang. After a while, he took out the unpacked manuscript fee and gave it to Ye Linlang.

"This is a medical literature, can you translate it?"

Ye Linlang took a look at the literature and found that it was indeed a medical-related book, involving a lot of professional knowledge and the difficulty was quite impressive.

But...Who is Ye Linlang?

She had the reputation of "Hand of God" in her previous life. Translating medical documents is as simple and natural as breathing.
Chapter completed!