Lianshan and Ya Xinghe were in a carriage, Ya Xinghe was lying on the window and looking at the scenery outside the window through the window, while Lianshan was writing hard.

"Xinghe, how about you take a look at this?" Lian Shan handed the book full of words in his hand to Ya Xinghe.

It reads "Heya Toys Trial Business Plan", Yaxinghe took the book and read the plan carefully from beginning to end.

"Sister Lianshan, here." Ya Xinghe pointed to a text. "It can't just be a doll promotion, and the final interpretation right should be added after the follow-up activities."

Lian Shan looked at the place where Ya Xinghe was pointing, nodded, and added a paragraph with a pen.

The two continued to refine the plan, and the place they went to was an evening newspaper publishing house in the royal capital.

It's early morning, but the royal capital is already full of people and traffic.

As the coachman shouted all his life, the carriage slowly stopped.

A gorgeous building with a plaque of "Xingdu Evening News" on the door has arrived.

The people here seem to be very busy, everyone is running or running, and the two of them are walking against the side of the road, not wanting to be bumped into by the busy crowd.

"Xinghe, you go inside." Lian Shan pulled Ya Xinghe and protected her beside him.

If the staff of these newspapers want to ensure the freshness of the news, they must constantly take action and cooperate with each other in the internal and external work, so that news may occur at every moment, but after the deadline, today's news can only be published every other day.

If other newspapers publish news in a timely manner, it will be a great "shame" for journalists.

This is also one of the reasons why Lianshan chose this time to come to the newspaper.

"Don't write any more news about helping the old lady cross the road, okay!" "If you advertise health products, you have to show the drug production license first." "Why can the duke's dog cubs also be on the page! Edit, come over to me! ”

At this time, in the newspaper office, manuscript paper was flying all over the sky, and it was extremely noisy.

The two arrived at the reception desk, and the two receptionists in the window kept pulling out dense pieces of paper with words written on them from the transmitter.

Lian Shan knocked on the window, but the reception staff didn't have time to pay attention to them.

Lianshan knocked again, but it still didn't attract their attention.

Yaxinghe was about to step forward, but Lian Shan grabbed her and shook his head at her. and pointed to the work area, motioning for Ya Xinghe to follow her.

The two walked directly from the reception to the work area, through the flying manuscript paper and the noisy crowd, to the back row of separate office doors.

They eventually stopped in front of the office with the door number that read "Editor-in-Chief's Office."

Lian Shan just wanted to knock on the door, but when he looked through the window, there was no one in the office and the lights were off.

"Sister Lianshan, the editor-in-chief doesn't seem to be there, what should I do?" Ya Xinghe looked at Lian Shan.

Lianshan paced in front of her office, and after a few minutes, she stopped.

"Xinghe, wait a minute, you ......" Lianshan whispered a few words to Ya Xinghe, and Ya Xinghe suddenly realized.

Outside the side door of the newspaper office, many journalists smoked and ate outside the door with manuscript papers. The coffee in one of his hands was almost cold and almost solidified, and the milk had curdled on top of the coffee, but he still looked at the paper in his hand repeatedly, like a statue.

"Look at the news I just grabbed, if this article is not sent out today, it is estimated that he will be scolded to death tomorrow." A man smokes a cigarette and gives the manuscript paper in his hand to another smoker.

"Alas, don't say it, I reported to the agency two minutes earlier yesterday, who knew that the couple would get the compensation, fortunately I didn't write too much, otherwise it would have spread fake news." The other man who was smoking a cigarette had a haggard face.

"Did you hear about last night at First Academy's Fallen Street?"

"What?"

"A great magician has a shop on Fallen Street, and there is a crowd of people piled up in front of the door, and a stampede is about to happen."

"Really?! Grab this news! ”

Two people chatted loudly, and then left in a hurry.

After they left, everyone looked up in the direction they had left, and after a while, several people followed them away.

After that, on the other side of the newspaper office.

"Yesterday, a doll shop on Fallen Street opened, and I almost got into a fight to grab the limited dolls that were given away from the opening."

"So terrible? Did the Guardian troops go? ”

"I heard that there is no investigation by the Guardian Troops, and you said that if we get this news in front of the Guardian Troops, will we get this month's bonus!"

The two who spoke immediately left and left.

Then a few people secretly chased them in the direction they left.

In the newspaper office, from time to time, there are also two beautiful figures shuttling around the desk.

"The toys sent by Heya Toys opened yesterday and went crazy." One of them crouched at the table, sending the sound around.

"I heard that Heya Toys will officially open tomorrow, and I think it is better to call the guard troops to manage the crowd." Another person also squatted at the table, and although the bright voice was a little muffled by the noisy environment, it still reached the ears of many people.

The ones who were making trouble everywhere just now were Lian Shan and Ya Xinghe.

And now many people in the newspaper are beginning to look for information for the brand "Heya Toys", which they have never heard of.

When they discovered that this "grass toy" had never appeared in any corner of history, some people began to use telecommunication techniques to send messages to frontline reporters, and people who did not have magical affinities took pen and paper to wait for the transmitters.

Lian Shan was about to take the last step of the plan - stuffing the plan into the editor-in-chief's office, when Ya Xinghe said,

"Sister Lianshan, show me the plan again, and let me confirm it one last time."

Lian Shan nodded and gave her the plan, Ya Xinghe squatted down, pointed to the text with his fingertips, and confirmed it line by line.

She looked up at Lian Shan, who was looking at the people who were still busy with a wicked smile on his face, his hands on his waist.

Ya Xinghe secretly took out a beautiful small seal from his pocket, stamped a red seal on the paper while Lianshan was not paying attention, and then stuffed the plan into the office.

"Let's go, Sister Lianshan, let's go back." Ya Xinghe stood up and said to Lian Shan.

Lian Shan happily rubbed Ya Xinghe's face, took her hand and left.

When I came out of the newspaper office, it was almost noon, and the sun was rising above the earth. The two stopped a carriage and left.

At the door of the shop, Duan En's head was going to be big.

Yesterday I was busy until the early hours of the morning, and I was woken up early this morning by an inexplicable knock on the door.

He had to open the door, not for anything but for his delicate sleep.

"Don't knock, it won't open until tomorrow......" Duan En pushed open the door and rubbed his eyes. A person closest to the door was smashed in the nose, and Duan En didn't expect that there were several reporters standing at the door at this time.

"Are you the Grand Magician?" "Can you tell us your name?" "Are you here to experience life?" "Can you tell us about your toy store?"

Duan Enbang closed the door again, leaning tightly behind the door, feeling the sound of slamming the door behind him, he was completely stunned.

After a while, a familiar female voice came from outside the door.

"Guys, we're not officially open until tomorrow." It's Lianshan and Yaxinghe who are back.

And then there was a bombardment of all sorts of problems.

Duan En opened the door, and the reporter who had been smashed in the nose before was still rubbing his red nose, and suddenly his butt was slammed by the door again, and he stumbled to the ground.

Duan En looked at Lian Shan with an expression of "Please explain to me what this is going on".

Lian Shan and Ya Xinghe were carrying several bags in their hands, the bags were stuffed to the brim, and the zippers could not be fully closed, and Duan En saw that there were exactly the same exquisite bags inside.

Lian Shan didn't answer any questions from the reporter, and hugged Yaxinghe to close the door.

When she entered, she found a few dolls at random and put them in her bag.

"Stuff dolls of every rarity into a bag and give them to these reporters." After Lian Shan finished explaining, he opened the door again.

The other buttocks of the reporter who fell to the ground were also slapped, and now the whole person is gray.

"These Heya dolls are our first series of products, and we have worked hard to visit." Lian Shan gave the tips to the reporters waiting outside the door.

"Due to the different rarity of each doll, everyone gets a different one." After Lianshan finished speaking, some reporters couldn't wait to open the bag, and some carefully put it away.

"Are these dolls from the hands of the Great Magician?" A reporter asked.

"Well, yes, these dolls are made with magic techniques." Lianshan replied.

"Wow, that's so cute!" A young female reporter with glasses took out the doll from her bag and played with it gently.

"I heard that there was almost a mass stampede at last night's performance, is it true?" A reporter asked.

Lian Shan clearly knew that although there were indeed a lot of people on the streets last night, it was still far from the situation of the stampede.

The reporters began to ask questions.

Ya Xinghe shouted loudly behind him, "I'm sorry everyone, we didn't have much rest last night to make dolls, if there is a problem, you can wait for the opening tomorrow!" ”

Then, amid the cacophony of questions, the door shut.

"How did you two trick these journalists?" Duan En asked the two suspiciously.

"It's just, a little bit of exaggeration." Lian Shan said with a smile.

Duan En thought that if it weren't for the exaggeration of saying that the white one was black, he would not have been able to deceive so many reporters.

In the editor-in-chief office of the Xingdu Evening News, the editor-in-chief was holding a piece of paper and reading it repeatedly, and copying some paragraphs with his notepad, and after copying it, he had to pick up the notebook again to check whether the transcription was correct.

Why does the editor-in-chief of the Xingdu Evening News attach so much importance to this piece of paper?

Because he recognized the chapter in the lower right corner of this paper, and the seal had dots of bright spots on it, which was a special anti-counterfeiting treatment, and the Xingdu Evening News also had the same chapter on the newspaper's articles of association when it was established.

The words "Yaxing National Seal" sparkled on the paper.