Years of love

The book fair was going to be prepared after the next year, and Zhou Luo didn't even take the full seven-day vacation, and was pulled back to work overtime by the distribution department on the seventh day of the lunar new year.

Cheng Ye sent more than 70 WeChat messages to Zhou Luo in a row. Yan Qi was on the bed listening to Zhou Luo's cell phone beeping and glaring at him. Circle, the second is to treat Zhou Luo as a tree hole, and Balabala's quarrels are endless.

The last two of the more than 70 WeChat messages are quite meaningful. They are the display boards used by the eight Yuanli Publishing House book fairs. They are made by overtime and are quite delicate.Cheng Ye emphasized that it was his own layout.

Yan Qi used Zhou Luo's mobile phone to send him a thumbs up emoji.

The branches are anxiously sprouting new buds, the temperature has risen a lot, and a little exercise in the sun will warm up the body.

Yan Qi stood at the entrance of the exhibition hall, kicking the stones next to his feet.

The shape of a fuchsia sports car, with the sound of electric current driving through the exhibition area, attracted the attention of many people.

After all, pure trams can be seen in this city, and they still have such a pretentious brand and appearance, which is really eye-catching.

Yan Qi narrowed his eyes, and suddenly wanted to run into the exhibition hall.

"Stop!" A familiar voice sounded from behind, and the co-pilot jumped down with a ball... half a ball?When Yan Qi turned around, he was stunned.

Yin Chen has lost weight, very obviously, and he doesn't seem to be exercising or dieting to lose weight, his complexion looks very bad, and the most important thing is that he is still wearing a mask.

Panting, Yin Chen ran up to Yan Qi, hooked off the mask with his index finger and pulled it to his chin, and smiled at him.

"You..." Yan Qi sized him up from head to toe: "Is this family bankrupt?"

"No, cough, cough, cough." Yin Chen clenched his right fist and put it in front of his lips and coughed twice: "I have a little cough and can't eat."

"Oh." Yan Qi frowned: "Have a little cough? I think you're almost terminally ill."

"It's about the same, but even if I climb, I have to climb to see the performance of handsome Daben." Yin Chen smiled disapprovingly.

The exhibition of Yuanli Publishing House is on the second floor, and it is in the same exhibition area as several publishing houses that focus on juvenile books, which provides Yin Chen with a lot of convenience.

"How is your doomsday novel going?" Yan Qi asked.

"Don't mention it, my grandpa doesn't have time to teach me how to use a computer. Handwriting is too slow and the handwriting is too ugly." Yin Chen took down a complete work of the New Concept Composition Competition from the bookshelf, held it after two glances, and refused to let go.

"How are you at school? The head teacher... Did you mention me?" Yan Qi paused, then asked again.

"The teachers were very worried after knowing what happened to your family, but the female monitor was the one who worried about you the most." Yin Chen didn't take his eyes off the book when he spoke: "She has been asking me for your mobile phone number for several months. Did not give."

Yan Qi patted him on the shoulder very pleased.

"But I have four eyes in the back seat who don't like to take a bath, so I have to wear perfume every day." Yin Chen coughed twice: "And the grades are not as good as mine, and I always copy my homework."

"You are number one in the class, right?" Yan Qi smiled.

"That's necessary. I'll be on the top after you leave. Look, if you hadn't crushed me, I would have been able to stretch my body earlier." Yin Chen closed the book with a smile: "I want to see your brother's work." exhibition."

"The booth is just opposite, but there are still six boxes of books left on the shelves. They should be in the accessories area right now. Let me take you to have fun." Yan Qi said.

They walked through two adjacent exhibition halls from the inside of the exhibition hall, and they walked for more than an hour in just 10 minutes. The reason is that Yin Chen saw that some exhibitions not only had animation and reality shows, but also saw VR.

After taking a photo with the coser, and playing a few scenes of zombie massacre and escape room, Yan Qi felt that the sun was going to close when they arrived at the studio.

"Big run!" Yin Chen called out.

When Zhou Luo heard this title, Chong Chengye blinked first, and then felt that the voice was very familiar. There are very few pleasant voices that he can't forget, so he remembers it very clearly.

"Yin Chen!" Zhou Luo waved at him.

"President, why are you surrounded by children? Are you aging early?" Tan Yingying, who was next to her, said while handing the QR code of the book to the library scanner.

"It's a good thing you're not at work, otherwise you'll be fined to work overtime for a month." Zhou Luo glared at her.

"So many books." Yin Chen raised his head and looked up. The bookshelves in front of him had seven or eight floors in total, about one floor high.

"Our books are only on this half of the bookshelf. The publisher with the most books is at the front. You can go and look at the books of Jinlan Publishing House. There are more books that can fit four shelves." Zhou Luo said.

"Golden Blue Publishing House!" Yin Chen yelled, "I want to read the hottest martial arts novels right now, take me there!"

After finishing speaking, he raised his hand back, grabbed someone's hand and ran forward.

Zhou Luo and Yan Qi stared at Cheng Ye's running back, and Cheng Ye stared at Yin Chen with a perplexed expression.

Jinlan Publishing House is the leading publishing house in China, with an astonishing number of book sales, accounting for almost one-third of the market.

There are three times more exhibitors than Yuanli Publishing House. Everyone is like a chicken blood. They advertised to the guests with great fanfare and printed a lot of leaflets. These people will also be equipped with a few big speakers of the welcome sale.

Yin Chen dragged Cheng Ye to the novel area, and when he turned around to talk to Yan Qi, he realized that he had pulled a stranger, so he laughed three times before finding a book on his own and ignoring him.

Cheng Ye also admired this little fat man, he was able to run so far in one breath, standing next to him with his hips akimbo panting, Zhou Luo and Yan Qi had already run over.

The three of them looked at each other and laughed non-stop, Yan Qi accompanied Yin Chen, Zhou Luo and Cheng Ye planned to ask Uncle Jin and Aunt Fang if they couldn't make it to the exhibition today.

When the two walked to the area under the jurisdiction of the distribution department, Cheng Ye suddenly narrowed his eyes, immediately changed his face, and hid behind Zhou Luo.

Zhou Luo stared back at him blankly, then glanced at the crowd in front of him: "Who are you hiding from?"

"Why the hell is he here? He can't be from Jinlan Publishing House, he's here to buy books." Cheng Ye grabbed Zhou Luo's clothes, his nervous voice began to tremble.

Zhou Luo was very curious about this, so he played a trick and called out Cheng Ye to the crowd.

Cheng Ye immediately petrified behind him.

Many people turned their heads, but soon they all continued to busy with their own affairs, and only one person kept looking at this side.

Zhou Luo walked over with a smile, and lifted Cheng Ye who was behind him to the side.

The man was stunned for a moment, then suddenly smiled, and tightly hugged Cheng Ye's body.

Zhou Luo originally wanted to scare Cheng Ye, but this move almost scared him out of his wits.

"Cheng Ye! Where have you been hiding?" The man hugged Cheng Ye, rubbing his face in his hair.

Seeing this, Zhou Luo almost knelt down for this man.

"Let go, let go." Cheng Ye twisted his body twice, unable to pull his arm out, and helplessly turned to the sky and let out a long sigh.

"Then you have to make sure you don't hide from me, and I will let go," the man said.

Cheng Ye nodded, the man let go, and handed Zhou Luo a business card, "Hello, President Zhou, I'm Chen Ze, General Manager of the Marketing Department of Jinlan Publishing House."

Zhou Luo took the business card and smiled friendly.

"Let's go." Cheng Ye waved at him, pulled Zhou Luo and was about to run, but was stopped by Chen Ze: "Cheng Ye, are you at Yuanli Publishing House now?"

"Not here." Cheng Ye replied quickly.

"President! Editor-in-Chief! The people in the library want sample books!" Tan Yingying stood in front of the bookshelf and shouted at them, as if she could fight someone's sleeves in the next second.

Cheng Ye's face darkened, and he stood there motionless.

"Editor-in-Chief?" Chen Ze showed a sunny boyish smile, "You really are in Yuanli."

"Yeah! So what!" Cheng Ye snorted, "It was my girlfriend who called me just now, you should give up on it."

"Girlfriend?" Unmoved by Chen Ze's angelic smile, he just tutted: "Only I know that you like being down there. It doesn't matter how many girlfriends you have, I will always be your first one." .”

Zhou Luo felt that the shock he received today could be measured in tons.

"...Let's go." Cheng Ye dragged Zhou Luo away sullenly.

"What's your situation?" Zhou Luo knocked off his hand in shock.

Cheng Ye leaned against the wall and smoked, with an indescribable sense of obscurity in his eyes: "A very regrettable experience."

"Didn't you say that going to a gay bar is just to experience the atmosphere and not be serious?" Zhou Luo's voice was a little louder: "What's going on, your dad will kill you!"

"Not at all." Cheng Ye flicked his cigarette butt: "It's just that he drank too much and didn't see clearly if he was wearing a handle."

"What does that person mean, you...you..." Zhou Luo couldn't say the rest.

"Zhou Luo, I'm not seeing you either." Cheng Ye folded his arms on his chest and closed his eyes: "Since I had this experience, I don't feel much about women."

Zhou Luo rolled his eyes and stared at him.

"Tan Yingying is a good girl, but I was really out of shape that night, and she really liked me and insisted on being my girlfriend. You know my principle is always to welcome anyone." Cheng Ye said.

"You don't refuse anyone?" Zhou Luo was surprised: "You just rejected someone in front of me, and you refused with all your heart and soul."

"I don't know why I'm hiding from him." Cheng Ye waved his hands depressedly and said, "When I see him, I can remember how I was loafing that day, and I'm so ashamed."

Zhou Luo sighed, and patted him heavily on the shoulder. After hearing these few words, his best brother's future life might really be downhill.

Yin Chen coughed badly. After reading for a while, he wanted to buy a few books to take home and continue reading. Suddenly, he saw a man walking towards him with a smile, and helped him pack all the books and put them in his arms.

"You guys know President Zhou Luo, these books are given to you by my brother." Chen Ze smiled.

Yan Qi looked at him inexplicably, Yin Chen coughed twice and laughed, "Thank you brother."

Yan Qi helped Yin Chen carry the book to the gate, kept patting him on the back, and said solemnly, "Why is your cough so severe that you shed tears after coughing twice?"

"It hurts and itches in the bronchi." Yin Chen wiped away tears with his sleeve, "I can't stop coughing, it's too uncomfortable not to cough, it hurts my chest."

"Be sure to pay attention to your body. You are still a primary school student, so you look like you are in your seventies and eighties." Yan Qi handed him the book.

"You're still a primary school student, don't imitate people in their [-]s and [-]s." Yin Chen gave him a gloomy smile.

"Let's go, your pretentious dad has come to pick you up in a car." Yan Qi raised his chin towards the door.

"It's not my dad." Yin Chen waved at him, "It's my grandpa."

Yan Qi was taken aback, he really couldn't connect the old man who rode a three-wheeler with the rich man who drove a Tesla.

Yin Chen took two steps towards the door, then suddenly turned around and hugged Yanqi tightly.

Yan Qi was stunned, and before he could raise his hand to hug him, Yin Chen turned around and ran towards the too dazzling luxury car.

"Don't forget me." Yin Chen said these words in Yan Qi's ear, and Yan Qi heard them clearly.

He couldn't help frowning, looking at Yin Chen struggling to climb into the car, he always felt something strange.

Zhou Luo and Cheng Ye went to look at the booth of Jinlan Publishing House, and immediately felt a lot of pressure.

After all, it is a leader in the industry, and every detail is handled very well. The tables and chairs placed are full of readers, and they chat with Jinlan staff in full swing.

President Jin Cheng and his wife Fang Lan are not here, and Zhou Luo is not an M who can stand in front of such a powerful competitor without blushing and heartbeat. Looking at the situation, if you don't deal with Jin Lan, you only need to move your fingers to get rid of it. There is no scum left in the industry that Yuanli Publishing House has crushed.

Cheng Ye, on the other hand, stood in front of the bookshelf and read magazines enthusiastically.

Oh also, he just told Zhou Luo that he was indeed an M a few minutes ago.

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