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

"Linlang, let's go together. ”

Ye Yunkai held Ye Yin's hand and said in a low voice: "Yinzi, I want to go to the beach with you." ”

"Dad, Mom, you have a good date, watch a movie, I won't be a light bulb!"

Ye Linlang smiled playfully.

Ye Yunkai handed some banknotes to Ye Linlang and advised, "Pay attention to your safety, do you know how to return to the hotel?"

"I know. ”

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

After she found a place on the bus to sit by the window, she leaned out half of her body and waved her hand to Ye Yunkai and his wife.

"Mom, Dad, have fun. ”

Ye Linlang transferred a few buses before arriving at the Flower Bookstore.

The bookstore "Flower Room" is located deep in a nondescript alley, with pots and pots of plants outside the gate.

On a wooden plaque, the words "between flowers" are written in cursive script.

As soon as Ye Linlang pushed the door open, a crisp wind chime sounded.

If you look closely, you can see that the wind chimes are glued together from shells.

The sound of shells colliding with each other is crisp and pleasant.

The bookstore is not large, but it gives people a relaxed feeling.

The rich ink fragrance is intertwined with a hint of sandalwood.

Ye Linlang walked to the bar and said in a low voice: "Driver, I want to find a book?"

"What book?"

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

Ye Linlang said in a low voice: ""Slow Work and Fine Work", Author: Guo Jiajia. ”

After hearing the author's three words, the middle-aged man raised his eyes to examine Ye Linlang, and 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 killing intent came head-on.

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

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

The middle-aged man's eyes flashed with surprise and surprise.

"Hanama was told to me by an old man, and I can't say who it is. Ye Linlang groaned slightly, and said in a low voice: "I just want to entrust the Flower Gang to find someone, and I have no malicious intent." ”

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

She's not here to make a feud.

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

Uncle Guo withdrew his hand and sat on a chair, and Ye Linlang sat opposite Uncle Guo quietly.

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.

"A deposit of 100. ”

Ye Linlang hesitated and bit her lip, she did have 100 in her hand, but she really had to pay the deposit, so she didn't have any money.

"I can translate it for you. Ye Linlang didn't wait for Uncle Guo to speak, and continued: "I know that you have this business, and I am very short of money now, very, very, very short of money......"

Uncle Guo was silent and didn't speak, looked at Ye Linlang, and after a long while, he took out a bound manuscript fee and gave it to Ye Linlang.

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

Ye Linlang took a look at the literature, it was indeed a medical-related book, involving a lot of professional knowledge, and the difficulty was not trivial.

Can...... Who is Ye Linlang?

In her previous life, she was known as the "Hand of God", and translating medical documents was as simple and natural as breathing.

"Yes. Ye Linlang picked up the document and said in a deep voice: "When will there be news about the Mercedes-Benz?"