“Wow, that’s awesome!”

Jiang Baige was so excited that she almost jumped up, and her voice seemed to be wavy.

Some time ago, the editor of the book company contacted her and said that their book was going to be printed for the second time, and also mentioned holding an offline signing event.

But she was very busy with work at that time and there were some health problems, so Lin Xingran was basically in charge of the follow-up matters.

I didn't expect that this matter could be done quietly.

"However, the editor also told me some 'inappropriate' ideas..." Lin Xingran's tone was a little restrained.

"We are talking to each other, just say it directly!"

"Maybe this circle is too small to have any secrets... The editor asked me and said that you have two more books that you are going to sign for sale?"

Since the Chinese New Year, Jiang Baige has been busy organizing articles about the entertainment industry, articles about women fighting the epidemic, and articles about cyber violence, preparing for publication.

Because the entertainment industry contains so many words, the progress of the last two books is obviously ahead of schedule.

When Jiang Baige went to find Wen Mian on vacation, the portrait of women fighting the epidemic had already gone through three reviews and three proofreadings, and after passing the quality inspection, it was ready for printing.

After all, this is a hot topic, and if you don’t “take advantage of it” it will become outdated.

However, she remembered very clearly that the publishing company of the three books was not the same as the "Women's Book Room", so she was a little surprised to find that they were actually "connected".

"There really are no secrets in the adult world!"

After hearing what Jiang Baige said, Lin Xingran knew that the editor's information was correct.

"What they mean is that your new book must be signed and marketed. If you can do it together with 'Women's Book Room', maybe it can attract more readers to our official account..."

It turned out that this was the calculation.

Jiang Baige was a little embarrassed: "But they are not the same company, will this work?"

"From what she said, it's okay... You don't have to worry about how to communicate. As long as you agree, they will make the connection. Isn't it only the end of August now? I guess the book signing event will be in October at the earliest..."

"I don't have any objection. Anyway, the books are selling well and we make money. But you..." Jiang Baige asked casually but actually cared about it, "But you don't mind, do you?"

"Me? What do I mind?"

After Lin Xingran finished speaking, he suddenly understood what Jiang Baige meant.

"Are you worried that I would mind that the glory of two people was snatched away by you alone? No, I wouldn't. You worked hard to attract readers to buy books, but I split the royalties of 'Women's Book Room' equally. Why should I mind? I only mind that your reputation is not loud enough and your books are not sold enough!"

Since Lin Xingran doesn't care, Jiang Baige has even less reason to refuse.

The two discussed it and decided that Jiang Baige should communicate with the editor personally. There was no need to ask Lin Xingran to convey the message every time.

After all, this offline signing event also involves Jiang Baige's other books, and Lin Xingran cannot participate.

It would be faster for Jiang Baige to take charge of the overall coordination.

Upon learning that Jiang Baige was willing to cooperate, the editor was very happy and immediately promised to make the signing event a success.

***

Finally, the signing event was scheduled for National Day because it was a long holiday and everyone had time.

However, I need to travel to three cities within seven days. Except for the first stop in Anjing, the next two stops are in other places.

Because Lin Xingran would also be participating in all three stations, he came to Anjing from Lincheng before the National Day and stayed with Jiang Baige.

They also had a meal with Xin Zhiping, who planned to stay in Anjing to look at houses during the holiday.

Although Xin Zhiping and Lin Xingran were not classmates before, Xin Zhiping knew that Lin Xingran was the other main writer of "Nu Shufang". She would also read the articles of "Nu Shufang" on weekdays and had a natural affinity for Lin Xingran.

It was Xin Zhiping who took the initiative to invite Jiang Baige to dinner this time.

Because she felt that it was Jiang Baige who made her realize that for a woman who longs for freedom, a house of her own is very important.

If it weren't for Jiang Baige, she probably wouldn't have thought about buying a house at all, nor would she have mustered up the courage to express her determination to her parents and fight for the "love" she deserved.

I wouldn’t have the support of my parents like I do now.

Moreover, just as Jiang Baige said, housing prices and loan interest rates have continued to fall after 23 years.

With the money given by her parents, plus her own savings over the years, the pressure of buying a house was much less than she thought.

Lin Xingran also felt a little emotional: seeing her peers buying houses one after another, she felt that it was time for her to plan and take action.

After all, the housing prices in Lincheng are much more affordable than those in Anjing.

As the conversation went on, the three of them talked about "peer pressure".

Xin Zhiping half-jokingly asked if they were putting pressure on each other, but Jiang Baige said that "peer pressure" was a phenomenon unique to patriarchal societies.

Between the three of them, the mentality is not "You are better than me, so I am under a lot of pressure, and if I break down, it's all your fault", but "I like your lifestyle very much, and I also want to live this kind of life, so I will work hard too."

"Yes. If Bai Ge hadn't bought a house, I would have to stay in a hotel when I came here, what a waste of money..."

The three of them laughed together and the happy time passed quickly.

Xin Zhiping lived far away, so she took a taxi back, while Jiang Baige and Lin Xingran went to the nearby bus stop.

"You're considered a wealthy woman now, so why are you still so frugal?" Lin Xingran said half-jokingly.

"Don't you like taking the bus? I think the bus is more spacious, the subway is underground, and the taxi is too small. The bus is just right."

The autumn in Anjing is short but comfortable. The gentle breeze blows through the gap in the window and falls on Jiang Baige's face. He closes his eyes and thinks of many things from the past.

She knew she shouldn't think that.

But now it is the end of September 2023, and it has been only three months since her death in her previous life.

Sometimes she would feel a little uneasy, and that uneasiness came for no reason and made her heart beat wildly.

She tried to suppress the uneasiness with busy work, but the uneasiness seemed to fall from her chest into her stomach, causing a dull pain from time to time.

No, here it comes again.

Lin Xingran saw her gently rubbing her abdomen and asked, "What's wrong? Are you feeling uncomfortable in your stomach?"

"Maybe I ate too much just now." Jiang Baige forced a smile, "It's okay. There's a book signing event tomorrow, are you nervous?"

"I'm not nervous when you're by my side."

The two held each other's hands tightly, as if there was a power of trust flowing and surging between them.

But their mutual encouragement did not "prevent" the accident from happening.

When Jiang Baige was halfway through the book signing, she suddenly felt dizzy...

Lin Xingran was sitting next to her, and before he could even hold her back, he watched her fall from the other side of the chair...

The scene suddenly became chaotic, but Jiang Baige, who had already fallen into a coma, knew nothing, just like when she died suddenly in her previous life.

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