Ma Feifei Wanted a Birthday Party Too

As a result, Ma Feifei was now witnessing the very scene he'd just seen.

"Sigh!" Ma Feifei sighed and shook his head. Looking at Steward Li, he asked, "Is Zhuling here? I need to talk to her."

There was nothing he could do about Yun Qingyang, but the matter of the counterfeit book cards was still unresolved. Since he'd come to the Wantong Trading Market today, Ma Feifei wanted to ask Zhou Zhuling how things were progressing.

Steward Li clasped his hands and replied respectfully, "To answer the shopkeeper, the president isn't at the market right now."

"Not at the market?" Ma Feifei was somewhat puzzled. As far as he remembered, Zhou Zhuling was a very diligent young woman. Ever since taking up the position of president of the Wantong Trading Association, she reportedly hadn't missed a single day at the trading market. Her work ethic was truly admirable.

It was precisely this attitude that earned Zhou Zhuling the heartfelt respect of the servants at the Wantong Trading Market. They willingly followed her orders and management.

"Yes," Steward Li replied. But even if Ma Feifei asked why Zhou Zhuling wasn't there, he couldn't say. After all, Zhou Zhuling was the president, while he was only a steward. He had no right to know where she'd gone.

"I know!" Ba Jiu sneaked over just then and leaned close to Ma Feifei's ear, whispering, "Sister Zhuling got an invitation too. She won't be coming to the market today because she's about to head to the Bookstore for the banquet."

Ma Feifei: "..."

In fact, word that Yun Qingyang was celebrating her birthday had already begun spreading throughout Dubian Town. About an hour later, many people had arrived on this street, lining up in the alley behind the Mysterious Bookstore.

They were all