The next day.
Saturday morning.
After he went downstairs and got into the car, Zhang Ye drove straight to the newspaper stand near the district's entrance. He put on his sunglasses and got out of the car to buy some newspapers. The newspaper stand's owner already knew that Zhang Ye stayed around the area and would come here very often to buy newspapers, so even though he was wearing sunglasses, the owner still recognized him immediately.
"You're here, Teacher Zhang?" The owner smiled.
Zhang Ye nodded."Yeah, give me a copy each of Youth Daily, Morning Post, and Beijing Times."
"Alright." The newsstand owner adeptly picked out three copies of newspapers and passed it to him."You're working today?"
"Yeah, there's a bunch of things waiting for me to do. I can't even rest on Saturday." Zhang Ye paid him the money.
