Reborn in 79, the educated youth wife regretted her divorce.

Chapter 57 Urban Romance

The next day, the Yanjing Evening News was fresh off the press.

Jiang Yang got up early and went to the newsstand to buy a copy.

The large title immediately catches the eye: "Urban Romance," pen name: Jiang An.

Jiang Yang felt an indescribable surge of excitement.

This is the beginning of a new life for him!

He eagerly flipped to the novel section and began to carefully read his own work.

A thought flashed through his mind.

Two thousand copies should be fine, right?

As agreed, he brought the second article to the newspaper office.

As soon as he entered the office, he saw Pan Dehai staring at him with a sinister smile.

"Oh, the great writer's here? How was it? The newspapers sold well yesterday, didn't they?" he said sarcastically.

Jiang Yang sneered inwardly, but remained outwardly calm: "Not bad."

Pan Dehai laughed as if he had heard a joke: "Not bad? I heard that out of a thousand newspapers, only two hundred were sold! You're just waiting to lose money!"

Jiang Yang's heart sank.

One thousand portions?

He clearly remembered that only five hundred copies were printed!

An ominous premonition came over me.

He looked at Li Yunying and saw that she was pale, silent, and her eyes were filled with panic.

"Yunying, what happened?" Jiang Yang asked in a low voice.

Li Yunying bit her lip, her voice trembling, "I...I didn't know...Pan Dehai was in charge of contacting the printing factory..."

Jiang Yang understood instantly.

Pan Dehai!

He turned his head sharply, his gaze piercing Pan Dehai like a knife.

Pan Dehai felt a pang of fear, but quickly regained his arrogance: "What are you looking at me for? If the newspaper isn't selling, it's because your novel is bad! What does it have to do with me?"

"Pan Dehai, was it you who did this?" Jiang Yang asked, enunciating each word clearly.

"You're making baseless accusations!" Pan Dehai vehemently denied it. "I advise you to kneel down and admit your mistake now, and maybe I can plead for you."

Jiang Yang suppressed his anger, knowing that now was not the time to lash out.

He walked over to Li Yunying and gently comforted her, "Don't worry, this is just the beginning. There's still a whole day left, maybe even more."

Li Yunying raised her head, her eyes filled with gratitude.

Losing her job was a small matter, but she really couldn't afford the compensation from the newspaper.

"Jiang Yang, thank you..."

Jiang Yang patted her on the shoulder and gave her an encouraging look.

He turned around and looked at Pan Dehai again, his tone icy: "I will make you pay for this."

Pan Dehai scoffed dismissively, "You? A mere writer, what can you do to me?"

"Pan Dehai, you've gone too far! Whether Jiang Yang's novel is good or not is for the readers to decide. What right do you have to point fingers here? Even if the newspaper doesn't sell well, that's my responsibility. You haven't even become the editor-in-chief yet!"

Li Yunying couldn't stand it any longer and stepped forward.

Pan Dehai sneered: "Li Yunying, you can't even take care of yourself, how can you have the mind to care about others? You've only sold two hundred copies out of a thousand newspapers, you're just waiting to lose money!"

Jiang Yang was furious and grabbed Pan Dehai by the collar: "Stop twisting the truth! Only five hundred copies were printed, how did it become a thousand? Do you dare to admit that you did it?"

Pan Dehai was intimidated by Jiang Yang's imposing manner, but he still remained defiant: "Let go! You dare to lay a hand on me? Security! Security!"

The two were on the verge of a fight, their swords drawn.

Li Yunying was so anxious that she stamped her feet, but she didn't dare to step forward to dissuade him, for fear of escalating the conflict.

Just then, Meng Yan returned.

"What's going on? What's all the noise about?"

Pan Dehai immediately put on a wronged expression and ran to Meng Yan to complain: "Editor-in-Chief Meng, you have to stand up for me! This kid's novel is not selling well, only 200 out of 1,000 newspapers have been sold, and now he's even touching me inappropriately!"

He pointed at Jiang Yang and added fuel to the fire, saying, "I think Li Yunying is also implicated and should be expelled along with her!"

He winked at the security guard: "What are you all standing there for? Throw this kid out!"

Snapped!

A crisp slap sounded.

Pan Dehai covered his face, looking at Meng Yan in disbelief.

Meng Yan glared angrily: "Pan Dehai! Who do you think you are? How dare you point fingers here?!"

Pan Dehai was completely dumbfounded.

But then Meng Yan grabbed Jiang Yang and excitedly shook his hand, saying, "Comrade Jiang Yang, you're my lucky star! Anyone who dares to disrespect you, I'll be the first to tell them to pack their bags and get out of here!"

Li Yunying was also stunned, completely bewildered by what had happened.

Pan Dehai was utterly dumbfounded. Pointing at Meng Yan, his voice trembled, "Editor-in-Chief Meng...you...you're insane!"

Meng Yan sneered, "Am I crazy? I think you're the one who's crazy! Jiang Yang's novel, a thousand copies, all sold out!"

Pan Dehai was struck dumb, his face turning deathly pale: "Impossible! Absolutely impossible! I've been watching closely, how could they all have been sold out?"

Jiang Yang sneered, patted the wrinkles on his clothes, and said with a sarcastic tone, "Editor-in-Chief Pan, how does it feel to lift a rock only to drop it on your own foot? You said five hundred copies were a thousand, trying to make a fool of me? Well, now you've tried to steal a chicken but lost the rice instead!"

Meng Yan looked at Pan Dehai with disgust in her eyes: "Pan Dehai, what else do you have to say?"

Pan Dehai opened his mouth, but couldn't say anything.

He never imagined that all his scheming would end up backfiring on him.

Jiang Yang walked to Meng Yan's side and said in a low voice, "Editor-in-Chief Meng, Pan Dehai is always causing trouble behind my back. I'm really worried about him."

Meng Yan frowned, then decisively said, "Pan Dehai, you've been transferred to a rural newspaper office. Pack your things and leave now!"

"What?!" Pan Dehai jumped up. "Editor-in-Chief Meng, I'm a veteran of this newspaper. Even if I haven't made any great contributions, I've certainly put in a lot of hard work! I've always been in charge of the living quarters..."

“The living quarters have also been assigned to Li Yunying. From today onwards, she is the editor-in-chief!” Meng Yan interrupted Pan Dehai without any mercy.

Pan Dehai was struck dumb, standing there stunned.

He never imagined he would end up like this.

Meng Yan then turned to Jiang Yang, her voice filled with excitement: "Comrade Jiang Yang, you have a bright future ahead of you! All one thousand copies of the newspaper sold out, and you even pre-ordered two thousand more! You're my lucky charm!"

Jiang Yang smiled modestly.

Meng Yan took out 420 yuan from her bag and handed it to him: "This is your share of the earnings this week. Don't stop updating!"

Jiang Yang took the money, and a surge of joy welled up in his heart.

He turned around and went back to school, heading straight for his roommates.

"Let's go, brothers, let's eat out!"

He waved his hand, beckoning to Li Yu, Cao Long, and Liu Ming.

"Wait a minute!" Li Yu's eyes darted around. "Should we call Dong Xin along too?"

Cao Long and Liu Ming immediately chimed in, "Yeah, third brother, if you like her, go after her!"

Jiang Yang blushed slightly.

He does have feelings for Dong Xin; perhaps they could develop a relationship...

With that in mind, he set off for the Friendship Store to buy a gift.

After careful selection, he finally bought a brand-new necklace sparkling with tiny diamonds.