After resolving matters on Jiang Zhou's side, Lin Wan Yi didn't stop for a moment.
She went straight to the editorial department of Renminhua Magazine.
Sun Ping was pacing anxiously in the office, and upon seeing her, it was as if he'd seen a savior.
"Comrade Wanyi! You finally made it!"
Lin Wan Yi placed a roll of illustrations on his desk.
"Chief Editor Sun, this is the draft of the first issue of the new series."
Sun Ping couldn't wait to unfold it, the words of the title bursting forth with force.
"Hope of the Land."
He glanced at it, and his hand stopped.
"This… is about…"
"Agricultural scientists." Lin Wan Yi replied.
Sun Ping said nothing; he rolled up the artwork and walked into the meeting room with it.
"Meeting!"
...
The atmosphere in the editorial department's meeting room was somewhat heavy.
All the editors had finished passing around the draft.
An old editor with graying hair and glasses cleared his throat.
