Jiang Nian glanced at her watch; it was indeed 6:50.

Dealing with Qin Xiaoxiao took up some time, and when it was time to leave, Old Master Qin and Madam Qin kept trying to persuade her to stay for dinner.

Fortunately, the coffee shop wasn't far from here.

"Wait, I'm coming."

Jiang Nian tossed out four words and hung up the phone decisively.

In the coffee shop, a pretty young girl with black-rimmed glasses and a few freckles hung up the phone.

I felt both nervous and excited.

Even now, sitting here, she still can't quite believe it.

She's about to meet Boss Liuguang.

Seriously, the living, breathing Flowing Light Master!

She might be the first person in the world to know the identity of the Boss Liuguang and meet her in person.

I couldn't sit still. So I just grabbed my backpack and went to the entrance of the coffee shop to look around and wait.

At exactly seven o'clock, she saw a young girl's figure appear in her line of sight.

Fang Tang couldn't help but widen her eyes.

She actually arrived on a shared electric scooter? Someone who sells copyrights for millions is so down-to-earth.

What shocked her even more was that the photo on the big shot's ID card was already good-looking enough, but he was a million times more handsome in person.

She was wearing a simple T-shirt and jeans, and from a distance she looked no different from an ordinary high school student, except that she was slender.

But when she stood before me, her beautiful and exquisite face made me hold my breath and stammer.

"Hello, boss."

Fang Tang stammered for a moment, then quickly took a deep breath to compose herself. While extending her hand, she introduced herself, "Liu Guang, I am your editor Fang Tang, and my real name is Fang Tang."

“You’re older than me, so don’t use honorifics when you address me,” Jiang Nian straightened up and shook Fang Tang’s hand. “You can also call me by my real name, Jiang Nian.”

Jiang Nian.

This name also became very famous a few days ago.

An eleven-year-old used self-defense to kill a perverted pedophile and murderer—a truly gratifying hero.

The two of them sat down in the coffee shop.

Fang Tang brought up the important business of today's meeting, took out a document from her backpack, and handed it to Jiang Nian.

"It's like this, sir. You've been abroad all this time, so we haven't had a chance to meet. You've entrusted me with the entire responsibility for the book's publication and distribution."

"The book has been printed, with an initial print run of 200,000 copies. It should be available in about two weeks. However, our editor-in-chief heard that you are back in China and asked me to ask if you would be willing to hold a pre-booking event."

"As you know, you have countless fans all over the world, especially in China. You are mysterious and low-key, and have never shown your face. You have only posted twice on Instagram. I wonder how many people are curious about you."

"If you could organize a pre-book signing event, even if you were fully covered up with a hat and mask and your face wasn't visible, I can't even imagine how excited your book fans would be. It would definitely trend on social media, and we wouldn't need to do any extra publicity or promotion."

In fact, given the fame of Liuguang and his books, there was no need for any marketing or promotion.

But for publishers, the higher the popularity, the more books they sell, the better.

"Can."

Jiang Nian thought about it and agreed.

"Huh?" Fang Tang was stunned, almost unable to react. "You agreed?"

She thought that the big shot had no intention of showing his face in real life in order to maintain his mystery.

Jiang Nian remained calm: "The book was originally published for my readers. If signing books can make them happier, then there's nothing wrong with it."

Fang Tang took a deep breath, her voice trembling with excitement: "Okay! I'll go back tonight and tell the president so we can make preparations!"

*

While Jiang Nian was talking to Fang Tang on one side, on the other side...

A high-end bar in Beijing where the minimum spend is 8,000 yuan.

Qin Xiaoxiao walked into the private room with a long face, her expression clearly showing her bad mood.

A girl dressed in luxury brands and wearing smoky makeup saw her like this and asked, "What's wrong, Xiaoxiao? Didn't we agree to have some fun the night before school starts? Who upset you?"

Two boys were sitting on the other side of the private room.

One with bright red hair, acting wildly and arrogantly.

Each of them had aloof expressions and a lazy demeanor.

Lu Ci raised an eyebrow and chuckled, "Oh, judging from your expression, you've had quite a bit of a temper."

"Who is so capable that they can make Miss Qin feel so aggrieved and angry?"

Wen Yu glanced at him but didn't say anything.

With his long legs crossed and propped up on the drinks table, he adopted the posture of a powerful figure.

Qin Xiaoxiao looked annoyed and said to the girl, "Could you check for me if there is a girl named Jiang Nian among the people who will be transferring to Canxing tomorrow, and what her level is?"

"Jiang Nian?" Xia Lan was taken aback. "The Jiang Nian you're talking about isn't the one who was trending on social media the other day for killing that psychopathic killer for that mother, is it?"

"Isn't she from Jiangcheng Yingzhong High School? Is she coming to our Canxing?"

"You help me check first."

Seeing that Qin Xiaoxiao looked unhappy, Xia Lan had no choice but to take out her phone and make a call.

After hanging up the phone, he said to Qin Xiaoxiao, "I asked, Han Xu will be going back to school tomorrow. There's also a transfer student named Tang Qiuya, an S-level student. Her family just donated 50 million to Canxing today."

"The Jiang Nian you mentioned isn't a transfer student; she's admitted through a special recruitment process. She can only be officially admitted if she passes the special recruitment exam tomorrow."

"What did you say?" Qin Xiaoxiao's eyes widened in surprise. "She didn't throw money at Canxing, but instead wants to take the special recruitment exam that only poor students take?"

"Yes, maybe they're too poor to afford to smash it even if they wanted to."

Xia Lan asked curiously, "What, do you have a grudge against this Jiang Nian?"

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