Ye Cong just looked back and continued to discuss the skills of chopping firewood with his father-in-law.

Xinya watched Yuan Ye come in, and went over and grabbed her wrist and took her into the room.

"I didn't expect Mr. Ye to have such a humane side." Yuan Ye turned around and looked at the man in the yard, sighed and said that he could have thought that the man who called the wind and rain in City B would actually chop firewood here now.

"He is mainly bored here." Xinya waved his hand, "Where is Professor Ding? Haven't you come back together?"

"I've gone to the city for something." Yuan Ye sat down beside the bed and took the snacks handed by Xinya. "I think Ye always enjoys it. It's really a pleasure to relax in this place."

Xin Sprout is still very happy when his hometown is praised.

"Ye Cong said you were a reporter before." Xinya pulled the stool and sat down opposite her, and asked with a little temptation, "Can I ask you for a favor?"

"You tell me, as long as I can do it." Yuan also ate snacks, which was a bit sour, which was more suitable for pregnant women like New Sprouts, so she silently put down the dried apricots.

"It's the time you have been inspecting. Can you write some press releases about the following teaching teacher when you go back?" Xinya asked with a question, but his voice was not loud.

Yuan Ye paused for a moment when he put down the dried apricots. She thought Xinya was going to say that she was going to write about the tourist attractions.

"I heard from Mr. Ye that you wrote an article about the young master before, and it has received a lot of responses at present, so I would like to ask you to promote those who have always been unknown." Xinya said seriously.

Yuan couldn't help but pinch a dried apricot and put it in his mouth. It was so sour.

Ding Junhui said that coming here mainly paves the way for her.

so--

The sourness spreads in the mouth and continues to the heart.

Before they were together, he was already considering her.

She doesn't like entertainment news, what about financial news?

Is it her favorite?

Perhaps Ding Junhui could see clearly than she could see.

Yuan also thought of the day when he talked about volunteers and the issues of the research and development team, and even talked with her about whether to be a volunteer.

She has this heart, but she doesn't have the courage.

But what if you are a life journalist? What if you just spend one or two months interviewing some volunteers and telling the whole world about their deeds?

The moment this thought came to her heart, she was shocked.

I felt enlightened and suddenly enlightened.

It turns out that what she wants to do has always been this.

It turns out that he has always known himself better than himself.

That man was more attentive to this relationship than she thought.

"Okay." The sourness in the mouth dissipated, leaving a little sweetness.

Yuan also thought that this might be the best dried apricot she had ever eaten.

"That's great. Mr. Ye also said that famous reporters won't write these things because no one reads them." Xinya said excitedly.

Yuan Yemingran, no wonder she was so cautious at the beginning, afraid that she would reject her.

But Ye Cong was right. No front-line reporter is willing to do such reports for a long time, because no one will have the patience to pay attention to it all the time.
Chapter completed!