In a city with so many people, Ye Yin was worried that Ye Linlang would get lost.
"Linlang, let's go together."
Ye Yunkai held Ye Yin's hand and whispered, "Yinzi, I want to go for a walk on the beach with you."
"Dad, Mom, why don't you just make a date and watch a movie? I won't be a third wheel!"
Ye Linlang smiled playfully.
Ye Yunkai handed some money to Ye Linlang and reminded her, "Be careful. Do you know how to get back to the hotel?"
"I know."
Ye Linlang waved and jumped onto the bus.
After she found a seat by the window on the bus and sat down, she leaned out half of her body and waved to Ye Yunkai and his wife.
"Dad, Mom, have fun."
Ye Linlang took several buses before arriving at Huajian Bookstore.
The "Huajian" bookstore is located deep in an inconspicuous alley, with pots of plants placed outside the main entrance.
On a wooden plaque, the two words "Huajian" were written in cursive script.
As soon as Ye Linlang opened the door, the sound of crisp wind chimes was heard.
If you look closely, you will see that the wind chimes are made of shells.
The sound of shells colliding with each other is crisp and pleasant.
The bookstore is not large, but it gives people a refreshing feeling.
The rich scent of ink is intertwined with the light scent of sandalwood.
Ye Linlang walked to the bar and whispered, "Excuse me, I'm looking for a book?"
"What book?"
A middle-aged man at the bar asked Ye Linlang without even looking up.
Ye Linlang whispered, "Slow Work, by Guo Jiajia."
After hearing the word "author", the middle-aged man looked up 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 fierce murderous intent came towards him.
The middle-aged man's index finger and thumb were pressing on Ye Linlang's throat.
At the same time, Ye Linlang thrust the golden needle in her hand towards the man's temple.
A hint of surprise and unexpectedness flashed in the middle-aged man's eyes.
"Huajian was told by an old friend. I'm not in a position to reveal who it was." Ye Linlang paused for a moment before whispering, "I simply wanted to ask Huajian to help me find someone. I have no ill intentions."
In order to show her sincerity, Ye Linlang was the first to take back the golden needle in her hand.
She wasn't here to make enemies.
"My last name is Guo, you can call me Uncle Guo."
Uncle Guo withdrew his hand and sat on a chair. Ye Linlang also sat opposite Uncle Guo calmly.
She took the feather pen from the table, dipped it in ink, and wrote a license plate and the three words "Ye Wusheng" on the envelope.
"The car is a Mercedes-Benz."
Uncle Guo looked at the words written by Ye Linlang with an obscure expression.
"Deposit 100."
Ye Linlang hesitated and bit her lip. She did have 100 yuan in her hand, but when it came to paying the deposit, she would have no money left.
"I can translate the information for you." Ye Linlang didn't wait for Uncle Guo to speak before continuing, "I know you have this business."
Uncle Guo remained silent, looking at Ye Linlang. After a long while, he took out a bundle of bound manuscript fees and gave it to Ye Linlang.
"This is a medical document. Can you translate it?"
Ye Linlang took the document and took a look. It was indeed a book related to medicine, involving a lot of professional knowledge and was extremely difficult.
But... who is Ye Linlang?
In her previous life, she was known as the "Hand of God", and translating medical documents was as easy and natural as breathing.
"Sure." Ye Linlang picked up the documents and said in a deep voice, "When will there be news about the Mercedes-Benz?"
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