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

"Aren't you sharing the apartment? Isn't this inconvenient?" Zhou Ling didn't agree immediately. "Anyway, I'm here for work..."

"I know. But I heard from Wen Mian that you are taking more cases from the legal aid department now? Legal aid has always been short of funds, so you should save as much as possible. You didn't charge me much for this case, and you followed me around..."

What Jiang Baige said was true. Usually when they went out, they would divide one cent into three parts.

As a result, their previous plan to install an additional help hotline was temporarily shelved due to lack of funds.

"But don't you need to ask your roommate?"

"Of course I did! Didn't you say before that you would come during the trial? So I told them a long time ago. Otherwise, I wouldn't dare to act on my own."

At this point, Jiang Baige mentioned her own house-hunting experience again: "But, when I buy a house in the future, I will have more freedom..."

Since Jiang Baige had already discussed it with her roommate, Zhou Ling was no longer worried.

A few days later, he arrived in Anjing with a small amount of luggage.

Zhou Ling didn't have much luggage to pack her clothes and supplies - Jiang Baige specifically told her that she didn't need to bring any toiletries except for the clothes she needed to change into and under her body. She even had brand new toothbrushes!

But her other luggage, which contained various work documents, was filled into a large schoolbag, which looked like a big turtle shell when carried on her back.

Jiang Baige took her bag and discovered that Zhou Ling was the most fashionable girl in the dormitory. She hadn't seen her wearing a skirt or high heels for a long time. Except for going to court, she basically had no makeup on. Her hair was loosely pinned behind her head because she had no time to take care of it. However, she always had paper and pen with her.

Zhou Ling had no idea what she was thinking. She stood at the entrance, feeling a little helpless, afraid that she might accidentally dirty the room that Mo Songru had tidied and cleaned up.

"come on in."

Jiang Baige sprayed Zhou Ling, his bag, and his luggage with alcohol, even the universal wheels of the suitcase were not spared.

The things were placed in the living room, and Jiang Baige asked her to get her clothes and take a shower first.

These weeks are all familiar. Since the epidemic, everyone has followed this set of procedures when entering the house, and of course going to other people's homes is no exception.

When Zhou Ling was in the bathroom, Xin Zhiping came back. Seeing the suitcase, she knew someone was coming and asked, "When will your lawsuit go to court?"

"The day after tomorrow." Jiang Baige said this without stopping the action of his hands. "I don't know if it's because I'm getting old. I thought this incident would affect me for a long time, but now even if I try hard to recall it, I don't have any impression in my mind."

Xin Zhiping disinfected her entire body, took off her mask, rolled it up and threw it into the trash can, then changed into slippers and went into the house.

"Yes, sometimes I complained to my colleagues about the boss, but I forgot what I said... I was a little scared at first, but now I think, let it be, whatever happens. I don't know if I have forgotten or I have let it go."

"They are all there..."

Jiang Baige stood up and prepared to get something to drink from the refrigerator.

"When I was in college, I just started writing online articles. My first book was criticized by readers and I was so sad that I couldn't write a single word for several days. Now I am not angry at all. It's not that I am not angry, but I just think it is unnecessary. Because getting angry at people who don't pay me will affect my ability to make money by writing articles. Am I stupid?"

Xin Zhiping burst into laughter. At this time, Zhou Ling also came out of the bathroom. Seeing Xin Zhiping, Jiang Baige introduced the two to each other, and Zhou Ling followed Jiang Baige back to the room.

The suitcase was quietly placed behind the door, and the backpack was placed on top of the suitcase against the wall.

"I didn't touch your things, just clean them up yourself."

Jiang Baige has already tidied up the desk.

After she rented the house, she never bought a desktop computer, so she just took her own laptop and equipped it with a few keyboards.

The computer is the one my mother gave me when I was admitted to Anhui University.

After many years, it still works well, without any lag, and can occasionally edit videos. Although it has a small amount of memory, she equipped it with a mobile hard drive, which is enough. At least she will wait until she moves into her own home before buying a desktop computer.

Jiang Baige put the computer into the computer bag: "I'll give you this desk for the next few days."

"What about you?"

Jiang Baige's desk is very large and can be said to be the most conspicuous thing in the room. Zhou Ling is very satisfied looking at it.

"I can write anywhere with my computer... And, have you forgotten? I can also write in the office."

"Okay." Zhou Ling interrupted her, "Stop talking. If you continue, you'll make people hate you."

Jiang Baige smiled and handed the hair dryer to Zhou Ling: "Dry your hair first, otherwise you will catch a cold easily."

While Zhou Ling was blow-drying her hair, Jiang Baige found a book to read.

When she has no inspiration, she likes to read, because her desire to express herself is often aroused in the process of reading.

So whenever she started reading, she couldn't help wanting to write something.

When she sat on the bed and typed a thousand words and felt a little sore in her waist and neck, she looked up and found Zhou Ling still busy with his head down.

The things in the schoolbag were taken out and thrown aside - Jiang Baige's bedroom was carpeted.

Laptops, folders, and file bags were scattered on the desk. There were two thick folders alone, and even more thin folders, transparent folders, and kraft paper file bags.

Jiang Baige got out of bed quietly and walked over, afraid to disturb Zhou Ling.

"Hey, have you finished writing?" Zhou Ling just stretched, turned around, and saw Jiang Baige who had already walked to the door.

"I've been writing for a while, now I need to take a break."

Zhou Ling immediately said, "Come back later and let's talk about your case. I just reviewed it again..."

"Row."

When Jiang Baige came back, Zhou Ling had already tidied up the desk, and in the middle was the information related to Jiang Baige's case.

They had discussed this case once in Lincheng before, and the overall outline was clear. They mainly fought from the perspective of infringement of reputation rights, and the evidence collection was relatively complete, so the possibility of winning was very high.

Jiang Baige's main request was an apology, and the amount of the fine was left to Zhou Ling to decide.

The most important thing is the outcome of the case, including the verdict. She will post the parts that can be made public on the official account to serve as a warning to others.

Today, the two of them mainly communicated some details about Zhou Ling's appearance in court, as well as some doubts about Zhou Ling, and did not spend too much time.

After the meeting, Jiang Baige felt a little hungry, so she decided to order a midnight snack.

Zhou Ling also agreed.

She had to stay up late tonight to work on another case, so eating something would help her brain work faster.

"When I was in love, I always dieted to look good. After taking the postgraduate entrance exam, studying for a master's degree, and working, I realized that if you don't have enough food, your brain won't work at all. No wonder you were fooled into falling in love."

Recalling the old times, they both laughed.

"What kind of case is this? It's so taxing..."

Jiang Baige leaned over and just happened to see the client's name and photo emerging from the file bag.