Chapter 70
Ye Jueao in the distance ran back to Feng Youran with a bag of deep-fried dough sticks and a cup of soy milk. Seeing Feng Youran's astonished and moved look, he smiled even more proudly.

"What are you doing, are you eating by yourself?" Feng Youran scolded.

"You love to eat!" Ye Jue scratched her nose with a proud smile.

"You want..." Before Feng Youran could finish speaking, Ye Jue picked it up in an arrogant and strange voice.

"You're going to spoil me!"

"I hate it, I'm going to school soon, let's go eat buns, or you won't have the celery you like to eat before it's too late." Feng Youran blushed slightly and pulled the funny Ye Jueao towards the bun shop.

"Boss, a bowl of millet porridge, three pork buns with celery!" Feng Youran shouted familiarly.

"Okay!" Soon the hot buns and millet porridge were brought out.

"Start!" The two laughed and ate, their youthful faces were always so attractive, and their beautiful appearance also attracted a lot of envious eyes.

When it was time to pay, the boss smiled heartily and said, "It's good that you two come here often, and my business will improve a lot when you come here, why don't you be the image spokespersons of my bun shop!"

"Hehehe... We will come here often in the future, you keep the money, or we won't come next time!" After Ye Jueao finished speaking, he put down the money, and quickly pulled Feng Youran away from there.

Ye Juehan closed his eyes, leaned on the back of the car seat, and said in a low voice, "Drive!"

"Yes!" Xiao Zhao drove the car and left the small park slowly, and looked at the young master in the back row through the time behind him, and felt pity for him in his heart, but he couldn't say anything, Feng Youran's body was a secret Ye Juehan didn't know and couldn't let him know, and now that the second young master had left Ye's house and was with Miss Feng Er, seeing how they got along, he knew it was very good.

If the secret is known to the young master, then he will be the one who suffers in the end, and he will learn to ruin his life. It's better to just be like this...

Ye Juehan felt very tired, tired like never before... His closed eyes prevented him from seeing Xiao Zhao's expression, let alone the flaws in his eyes, that's how things are, sometimes a missed step is not a missed step ...

The newspapers of the Kyoto Daily were delivered to the newsstands in the morning. There was nothing unusual at first, but today just happened to catch up with the latest issue of Gentle and Leisurely serialized novels. The Kyoto Magazine also published a new magazine. When we arrived at the newsstands, we were already queuing Among the crowd, someone bought a copy of the Kyoto Daily, and immediately started shouting.

"Qingyouyouran's serialized novel will be published recently, and it is the final edition. To order her book, you need to present this newspaper...to the bookstore...to order? To order!"

"Kyoto Daily?" The young people who bought the magazines were all agitated.

"What are you waiting for? Don't sell the finished edition? The boss gave me [-] cents!" Someone rushed up and shouted, paid the money and grabbed the newspaper, holding it carefully.

Then the battle for newspapers started, and the newsstands sold out more than 100 copies of newspapers within three to five minutes every day, and many people were reluctant to ask the boss to transfer goods there.

"Oh, everyone is being embarrassed. Why don't you go to other newsstands when you have time, maybe there are?" The boss persuaded with a bitter face. If so many people don't leave, her small newsstand is in danger.

"That's true." Afterwards, many people began to search the surrounding newsstands, but each one had a fixed delivery quota, and the sales were too fast, and many sellers had no choice.

However, several large bookstores in Kyoto began to make reservations as soon as they opened their doors. Everyone who made a successful reservation would press the official seal and number on the newspaper, and use the number to receive it. In one morning, Jingdu Bookstore received [-] copies. However, there are still many people who don't even have the opportunity to make a reservation, so they can only look around and sigh.

"Book it for me?" the reader begged.

"I can't help it. To be honest, I want to buy it too, but I don't have newspapers myself, so I can only give others grades!" The staff also said helplessly.

Editor-in-Chief Zhao also had a constant stream of phone calls, people urging orders, people asking for books, everything made the magazine's staff turn their backs.

"Ring, ring, ring..." The phone rang again. As soon as Editor-in-Chief Zhao received the call, he was startled by the roar inside and pulled the phone away.

"Zhao Wenxin, you old guy killed me!" Han Yazhou yelled furiously, wishing to crawl over the thin phone line to find him. A large number of newspapers were out of stock, and the daily printing volume was fixed. The sudden doubling of orders made him The printing factory over there is very busy. If we only print today’s paper, tomorrow’s daily newspaper will be delayed, and then things will be serious. The paper in stock is just enough for today, and there will be no paper for tomorrow. What should I do? ?what to do?
"Hey, don't be angry, my side is not much better. Who would have thought that there would be such a fanaticism? I am so worried. Now bookstores all over the world have orders coming in, and the paper mill I contacted has no stock. Worry!" Zhao Wenxin also vomited bitterness.

"You, you, oh...I don't even have the energy to scold you now. I'll go to solve tomorrow's matter, or I'll never end with you if the skylight is opened." These young people have gone crazy, and when this matter is over, he must ask Lao Zhao to introduce him.

Compared with the busyness of the publishing house and the newspaper office, Feng Youran and Ye Jueao also entered the countdown to the final exam. Fu Li stood at the school gate early in the morning. Anyone with a discerning eye knew who she was waiting for, but they all held back their laughter. This old hag vs. that duo never got cheap.

"What time do you come here at this time of class?" Fu Li jumped out from the door, alas... She waited for them to observe for a long time, and this time she was caught.

"What time? Isn't class at eight o'clock?" Ye Jueao smiled while shaking his schoolbag.

"Then let's see what time it is?" the old witch snorted, her eyes filled with pride.

"Seven fifty-eight!"

"58? It's already eight o'clock! Go to the penalty station, you two are not allowed to attend this class." Fu Li said with her eyes wide open.

"Ah... Jue Ao, I'm dizzy, take me to the hospital!" Feng Youran said weakly, with a shaky look.

"Okay, that's fine, let's ask the principal for a leave." Then Ye Jueao turned to Fu Li and said, "Principal, You Ran is not feeling well, I will send her to the hospital, and when we come back with the sick leave form, if we don't make it in time for the exam Then we can't control it."

"You, did you two do it on purpose? Okay, I'll let you go in for class, but I want to see how long you two can dance!" Fu Li stepped on her high heels and walked away aggressively.

Bai Yi stood aside and looked at the two of them. Ever since he knew about their affairs, he had recruited many people to investigate, but he found nothing. He knew there was a problem but couldn't investigate it. The matter of the antique market has been temporarily put down because of Feng Youran's relationship. Seeing that she is doing well now, he is less worried, and the final exam is about to come. He has also heard about their affairs. Ranking in the top three is definitely not an easy task, he was worried about them faintly, everything had to wait until the end of the final exam.

(End of this chapter)

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