"Xiao Fei, when the post office delivered the newspaper, there was a parcel for you too, but since you weren't around, I signed for it," Yan Fei said as the school day ended and everyone from the field was in the yard, just as he was about to ask what was happening, Xiang Rui spoke up. "There's also a remittance slip for royalties, saying you need to pick it up personally. Did you publish an article? Open it up quickly and let us see what it's about."
"Come on, come on, we're all waiting here!" Everyone was urging, all the people who came back for lunch were here waiting!
Yan Fei took the parcel and glanced at the mailing address, then humbly said: "This, oh, it's just a short article about cattle rearing, some personal experiences, nothing technical, just randomly written, nothing interesting to look at..."
"Look at that, even Boss Yan knows how to be modest now? Hurry up and open it!" Xiang Rui urged. "We're all still waiting to eat!"
