After rebirth, she first killed the book thief, and she was busy writing articles to save people

Zhou Ling came to the publishing house to discuss a case with Jiang Baige, and met Dugu He who came out to pick her up. When the two of them came up with the takeaway that Dugu He bought, Jiang Baige was still grunting and signing in the room, shaking her right hand which was numb and swollen from time to time.

"White Dove, take a break and have something to eat."

Dugu He shouted enthusiastically, and the smile on his face could not be concealed at all, as if he was trying to snatch Jiang Baige's share from himself.

Jiang Baige had a gloomy face. He stood up and did a few movements to twist his waist, shake his shoulders and relax his wrists.

Zhou Ling is such a smart person, wouldn’t he understand everything after seeing this?

She said this as she accompanied Dugu He to take the food out of the thermal bag.

"Teacher Dugu, you can grab as many pigeons as you want just because you caught them once?"

"Hey, I feel bad too."

Although he said this, Dugu He's eyes swept over the books that had not been signed yet, and it seemed as if a small whip was about to appear in his hand. "It's just that we opened the pre-sale before the New Year, and the autographed editions were sold out right after they came out... There is no other way. In order to meet the readers' requirements, I have to trouble Bai Ge."

"Are you doing this to satisfy your readers? I think it's to meet your mission quota."

As soon as Jiang Baige's rationality, which had been exhausted, returned to normal, he started to argue with people.

Dugu He was not angry, they were so familiar with each other. If she really wanted to make a fuss, Jiang Baige would not have agreed to it in the beginning.

"Yes, yes, my performance in the first half of the year depends on you, Mr. Jiang."

After Jiang Baige sat down, Dugu He handed her a few small things: "Because we cooperate with a platform for the autographing, but your book has good pre-sale results, so I made some extra peripherals and planned to use them as pre-sale benefits on different platforms."

Jiang Baige took it and saw the bookmarks, posters and notepads: "It's better than the draft you showed me before."

Dugu He mentioned this matter during the Chinese New Year, mainly to seek Jiang Baige's advice on which scenes in the novel are more popular with readers and suitable for making peripheral products.

But this was the first time Jiang Baige saw what it looked like.

"Of course." Dugu He looked a little proud. "I asked the artist I'm most satisfied with to draw it... because this girl also likes your novel very much. Although this job is a bit urgent, I still rushed it out."

"Then you should give them more expedited fees."

Dugu He chuckled twice: "In addition to those, the human painter said that he wanted a 'TO signature'."

Jiang Baige couldn't help but laughed while covering her face and shaking her head: "Teacher Dugu, Teacher Dugu, you really make the best use of everything. You are a master of resource exchange... I know, what do you want to sign? Just tell me."

Since Jiang Baige was asked to do the work, Dugu He naturally could not treat her unfairly.

"By the way, I submitted the application for royalties for your book as soon as I started working after the New Year. If things go well, you will receive it before the end of the month."

When Jiang Baige heard this, she no longer felt tired or complained, and even signed faster.

Time flies.

"Okay, let's stop here for today." Dugu He yawned.

Jiang Baige looked at the book that had not been signed yet: "The rest..."

"Forget about this. I'll pick you up at Xingran's house tomorrow morning, and then we'll go to the printing factory to sign. After we finish in the afternoon, I'll take your classmate directly to the airport."

Because Wen Mian was leaving Lincheng today, and Jiang Baige's schedule was quite full, in order not to delay work, they discussed it and Lin Xingran said that they should just let Zhou Ling stay at her house for a day.

Zhou Ling didn't bring any luggage with her.

So I extended my room for a few more hours this afternoon, worked for a while, checked out, and went straight to the publishing house with my bag to meet Jiang Baige.

While they were eating, the two of them talked about this, and Dugu He offered to help.

The printing factory is located in a remote area, but it is in the same direction as the airport. She has a car, and if Zhou Ling has nothing else to do, she can go with them in the morning and send her directly to the airport after finishing in the afternoon.

In this way, if they haven't finished their business tonight, they can take time to continue it at the printing factory the next day.

At other times, Zhou Ling can handle his own work next to him, or he can chat with Zhou Ling.

The proposal was immediately accepted.

Things went as smoothly as Dugu He had arranged.

Jiang Baige discussed the details of the litigation with Zhou Ling, signed the books, and went with Lin Xingran to discuss the details with the editor of the publishing company that wanted to publish a book for "Nu Shufang".

The next day after returning to Anjing, she rushed to work without even having time to rest.

And he arrived very early, as if he wanted to prove that he loved this job.

But her listless demeanor betrayed her, so she had to run downstairs to buy a cup of lemon iced American coffee to stay alive - caffeine, citric acid, ice cubes, one of them could always wake her up.

By chance, when I opened the elevator door, I met my boss coming up from the underground garage.

The boss smiled and said, "Long time no see," which scared Jiang Baige so much that a thin layer of sweat broke out on his forehead.

A few dozen seconds in the elevator feels like a lifetime.

After they exited the elevator and were about to part ways at the door, her boss called her: "Come to my office at 9:15."

"it is good."

Jiang Baige glanced at the electronic clock on the wall and saw that she still had about ten minutes to reach the hotel.

She remembered the paper bag in her boss's hand with the logo of a high-end coffee shop printed on it, and guessed that the other party was going to have a simple breakfast, rinse his mouth, and tidy up a little before coming to meet her.

The atmosphere of the entire conversation was relaxed and pleasant, just like every few times the two of them met.

Perhaps just as Su Su guessed, the boss didn't really want to find fault with her, but since someone brought it up, she had to give it a try.

"It's actually good for employees to have their own hobbies." After all, the boss is well-educated, and his every move and speech are like something out of an American TV series. "But since someone has already brought it up, I still hope you can focus on your work."

She nodded seriously to every word the boss said, like a most enthusiastic audience, but her thoughts were drifting far away.

Just ten minutes ago, before coming to meet the boss, she received a message from Han Li, saying that he knew she had returned to Anjing and had given her contact information to colleagues here, saying that he would contact her in the next few days.

Jiang Baige was thinking about this in her mind and didn't have time to respond when the boss finished speaking.

She felt that the other person's face looked noticeably worse, as if her actions had confirmed those false "charges".

The balance in my heart tilted a little again.

Two days later, after work, she took the subway to a high-end shopping mall three stops away.

Han Li's colleague seemed to have been working nearby since the afternoon. Jiang Baige called her after she arrived, and she ran out of the bookstore next door with a laptop under her arm.

"Hello, Teacher Jiang. My name is Kou Yun."

The other person took out a business card holder from his pocket, pulled out a card, and handed it over with both hands: Lan Dehutu Studio, script manager.