The reward isn’t very enticing, yet it starts with a "click" warning, which sure enough scared the pampered Han Dongmei?

Student Xiao D: ...It’s exhausting deep inside!

"I know, I’ll be careful!"

Student Xiao D shook off the fluff on his body and continued to pester Han Dongmei.

After threats and coaxing, Han Dongmei finally started learning to write articles, wiping her tears away and following Student Xiao D’s "advice".

"Old newspapers? You should go to the recycling station if you want old newspapers. This is a post office, a place to order new newspapers!"

The post office staff couldn’t help but laugh at Han Dongmei’s request, "Moreover, individuals can’t order newspapers."

Han Dongmei was dumbfounded, and after a while, it seemed like she thought of something, "Can’t I just pay for them?"

She had money, and she wanted old newspapers, which should be easy to buy.

"Hmph!" The staff was displeased by Han Dongmei’s rich tone.

What does that mean?

Showing off wealth at the post office?

Actually, the post office did have old newspapers, but seeing Han Dongmei’s city-girl demeanor, the staff felt annoyed.

Plus, what’s the standard for being wealthy?

For some, having just a dollar makes them feel rich.

And the staff at the post office had steady jobs for life and weren’t bothered about a dollar here or there.

"Alright, alright, I told you we don’t have old newspapers, stop wasting our time!"

The staff waved Han Dongmei away like a fly, signaling her to leave quickly.

Seeing the staff’s arrogant attitude, Han Dongmei’s temper flared up.

She was already distressed by the mention of an electric shock punishment in the system, with no way to vent her frustration, and the staff was being so arrogant.

Bam!

Anger surged in Han Dongmei’s chest, her eyes widened, ready to argue with the staff.

At that moment, Han Dongmei heard a familiar male voice: "Comrade, give me a set of stamps and six envelopes!"

Heh Yuntian!

It was Heh Yuntian’s voice!

Why did he come to the post office too?!

Oh, right, she remembered, the system said Heh Yuntian wrote articles and planned to pay off debts with the article fees.

So, he came to the post office to submit articles?!

"Why do you need so many stamps and envelopes?"

The staff didn’t immediately fetch the items, instead, scrutinized He Tiantian skeptically.

He Tiantian was wearing a worn-out shirt and patched blue work pants, no longer shining as before, resembling the most ordinary young person of that era.

However, the original appearance was good, coupled with He Tiantian’s inner charismatic aura, made her quite stand out.

The staff’s eyes met He Tiantian, and their previous cold gaze suddenly warmed up.

Hmm, this young fellow might not come from a wealthy background, but they sure look vibrant, pleasing to the eye.

"I wrote a few articles and want to send them to newspaper and magazine publishers!"

He Tiantian beamed a bright smile, showcasing eight white teeth, which were exceptionally dazzling in a time when tooth brushing wasn’t common.

"Oh wow, young fellow, you’re a penman, eh!"

Even though cultural people were having hard times, people still deeply respected those skilled with words.

The staff already thought the young fellow looked nice and didn’t expect them to be talented as well.

Smiles began to appear on her serious face.

"Just wrote some small stories, trying to submit them to newspapers and magazines, not sure if they’ll be published!"

He Tiantian said modestly.

The more humble she was, the more pleasing she appeared to the thirty or forty-something woman.

She promptly took out a set of stamps and some envelopes from the drawer, "Young comrade, see if these are enough!"

He Tiantian had already calculated the postage and envelope quantities, estimated the items, and nodded with a smile, "Enough! Thank you so much, ma’am!"

"Oh my, young comrade, my son is about to graduate from middle school, not much younger than you, you’re calling me ’ma’am’?"

The plump middle-aged staff said this, but her face had already blossomed into a smile.

"No way, ma’am, you don’t look a day over thirty, like my older sister!"

He Tiantian feigned shock, then sincerely complimented, "Ma’am, you take good care of yourself, you don’t show your real age at all!"

"Haha, the young comrade is quite the talker for your age..."

The working woman burst out laughing, no longer resembling the stern person scolding Han Dongmei earlier.

She warmly attended to He Tiantian, even discreetly giving her two extra envelopes and a supposedly misprinted notebook.

Han Dongmei: ...