At noon, Ying Fengjin sat by the floor-to-ceiling window, with a freshly opened book on her lap, "You Shall Fly Like a Bird to Your Mountain" by Tara Westover.

Outside the window, the leaves of the sycamore trees rustle, and the sunlight shines through the gaps between the leaves on the pages.

It is the early autumn season, Nantong is the rainy season again, today just the weather is clear, Ying Fengjin is warm by the sun, usually she is more lazy, at this time she just wants to close the book and bathe in the sun to sleep......

However, before she closed the book, she was thrown on the bed and it sounded, she lowered her eyes, she didn't want to move, but the phone kept ringing, she had to get up to get the phone.

She turned on her phone and saw a message from Lin He.

L: Dear Ying University author, when will you submit your manuscript this week?

L: You're not going to put it off again, are you? How do you ask me to explain to the publisher?

L: What about you? Don't pretend to be online with me!

L: Sister Ying, if you don't submit the manuscript again, the editor will kill me!!

L: Ying Fengjin! It's Saturday! Tomorrow will be the deadline!

……

Should I say that Lin He is persevering or what? As soon as Ying Fengjin finished reading the messages one by one, his phone called.

Ying Fengjin pressed the answer button, she didn't turn on the hands-free but silently stretched out the mobile phone.

Sure enough, as soon as the phone was connected, the output began to flow in a straight line......

"Ying Fengjin! What do you say you're doing day by day? If you don't reply to a message, you're not going to answer the phone! ”

"If you want me to die, just say it! There's no need for the editor to shame me to death! As your agent, if I wasn't on a business trip in Guangdong now, I would have to go to your house and split you! ”

"What about you? What for? How not to speak! It's Friday today, and you're delivering on Sunday! ”

Half ringing, Ying Fengjin took the phone back to his ear: "Ah"

"Ahh What are you! Delivery, delivery! ”

Ying Fengjin seemed to be slow and half-beaten, "What agent?" You're just in charge of putting me in touch with the editor."

“……”

"Manuscript, I'll send it to your mailbox later"

"Uh, huh? You actually finished it a day early? ”

"Hmm... Can't you? ”

"Yes, of course, since it's written, send it to me as soon as it's written!"

"Hmm"

"Then I'll hang up first, I'm a little busy here, I'll go back on Sunday afternoon, and I'll take you back when I go back!"

"Good"

On the other side, the man in Hangzhou was attending a graduation party.

"Hey, Xie Xian, this was admitted to the university of your choice, and was chased to the university by the goddess upside down, it's a double harvest, let's talk about it, what other wishes, brother has fulfilled it for you" The friend quipped on the shoulder of Xie Xian.

Xie Xian smiled gently, "Hmm... Aspiration? Yes, but you can't do it for me."

Hearing this, his friend pushed him.

"Cut, what a dumb fan, say it quickly"

"Don't say it, keep it secret," Xie Xian said and walked out of the classroom.

Xie Xian looked at the sun that was about to fall into the horizon, and muttered:

"Wait for me"

As if telepathically, Ying Fengjin sat in the pavilion by the small lake and stopped his hand that was coding, looked at the sunset and chuckled: "I'll wait for you to come to the appointment"

——

"Nie Xiaoyan! You are now a public figure! What are you running around day by day?! You still don't think I have enough black material to deal with for you, don't you! ”

"Ah, Mr. Liu, this is the only time, not an example!"

"......" Liu Hui felt that sooner or later she would be angry with this ancestor!

"By the way, please ask Mr. Liu to help me push the work of nearly half a year, I have something to go back to Jiangsu"

“…… What do you have to deal with for half a year? ”

"Don't you want traffic to make me more popular, give me half a year, and I will be so popular that everyone in the north and south of the country will know me" Nie Xiaoyan propped up the desk with his hand and looked directly at Liu Hui.

"Okay, you'd better not give me any black material." Liu Hui believes in Nie Xiaoyan's ability, to be precise, not in Nie Xiaoyan's ability, but in the ability of the big financier behind Nie Xiaoyan.

Nie Xiaoyan smiled slightly, "No"

"For half a year, I don't know how many people will pay for it, just right, I also open a condition"

"The conditions are up to you"

"I'll go back with you"

“……！！！”