From abandoned baby to CEO

At the entrance of Jiangbei City Book City, a long red banner was hung with eye-catching bold characters: Welcome young online novelist Sun Xue to Jiangbei City Book City for a new book signing event.

There is a big umbrella standing at the door of the book city. The table under the umbrella is neatly filled with Sun Xue's new books. A large poster next to it is Sun Xue's resume.

Jiangbei City in July has already entered the sweltering heat.

Taking into account the weather, the event is scheduled to last for two hours, from 10 am to 12 noon.

Sun Xue sat upright with a smile on her face. Old man Sun, who was in the wheelchair next to him, had a straight waist and a stiff expression, looking slightly nervous.

Sun Xue accidentally saw Old Man Sun's expression and gesture, and suddenly wanted to laugh. This reminded her of the door gods posted on the door during the New Year when she was a child.

Sun Xue reminded in a low voice: "Grandpa, don't be nervous, relax and smile."

Old Man Sun moved his buttocks and continued to maintain the original posture, with a smile forced out of the stiff expression on his face.

There was no end to the long queue, and everyone lined up in two rows consciously, with excitement and anticipation on their faces.

80% of the team are young people, and 90% are die-hard fans of Sun Xue, mostly college students.

These people not only come from various universities in Jiangbei City, but also some from surrounding cities.

In their eyes, Sun Xue is like a talented big sister next door. They came here because they wanted to see Sun Xue with their own eyes, and on the other hand they wanted to get Sun Xue's autographed novel.

Sun Xue opened the book very seriously, signed his name one stroke at a time, and then wrote a word of encouragement.

When anyone asked for a photo, Sun Xue stood up, stood next to Old Man Sun, put his arm around Old Man Sun's shoulders, and smiled.

This action was repeated so many times that when fans later asked for a photo, they naturally hugged Old Man Sun.

It was this small gesture that flattered Mr. Sun and moved the fans even more.

They all saw in their eyes how much Sun Xue loved her grandfather, which also won the fans' respect for her.

Old Man Sun's stiff expression also relaxed as he continued to take photos with fans, and his smile became natural.

Time passed quickly, and after two hours, the queue was still very long.

Although Sun Xue was sitting under the sun umbrella, the sweat on his forehead continued to pour out.

She shook her aching wrist, stood up and smiled at the long queue: "Sorry, I'll leave for a few minutes and I'll be back soon."

Sun Xue stood up and left the scene, immediately found the organizer's staff and discussed with them: "It's almost twelve o'clock, and the event should be over. The weather is too hot, and the fans can't stand it!"

"Writer Sun, it's not easy to hold an event like this. Otherwise, it will be over after all the people in line have signed."

"Yes, I'll talk to them and ask them to persist."

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The staff members helped Sun Xue do ideological work with each other.

Sun Xue was not happy when she heard this, and she immediately retorted:

"It's already noon, and I see there are still so many people queuing up. At least we can provide them with a lunch, and then we can wait in line after eating!"

The staff looked at each other, and a man who looked like a leader said, "With so many people, even a five-yuan lunch box is a big expense, and it's not in our budget."

Sun Xue replied decisively: "I will pay for this. You should contact us quickly to order a box lunch."

The leader was a little embarrassed: "Writer Sun... this... costs you money."

Sun Xue immediately added: "By the way, let's wholesale some more water and give each of them a bottle."

Seeing such enthusiastic fans, Sun Xue really couldn't bear to let them wait in line for autographs with hungry stomachs under the scorching sun.

She knows very well that as an author, fans are her food and clothing parents. Without them, her achievements today would not have been possible.

Soon, the lunch boxes were delivered to everyone in line. Fans were very surprised and happy when they learned that Sun Xue bought lunch boxes and water for them.

After finishing the meal, everyone continued to cheer up and line up.

It was now the hottest time of the day, and the sun overhead was scorching the earth like a big fireball.

The trees on both sides of the street lowered their heads lazily, and the asphalt road opposite was billowing with heat.

Sun Xue watched the team shortening little by little, her brows filled with joy, and she couldn't help but speed up her writing.

Seeing that there were less than ten people left, a scream was suddenly heard from the team: "Someone fainted!"

Sun Xue stopped the pen in her hand, raised her head suddenly, and found a thin girl lying on the ground.

Sun Xue dropped the pen in her hand and rushed over: "Quick, help carry her to the shade."

Sun Xuegang hurriedly greeted the staff, helped the girl to a bench on the first floor of the bookstore, and dialed 120 emergency number.

Less than ten minutes later, an ambulance roared in.

Sun Xue told the staff: "Please send my grandpa to the hotel, and I will accompany her to the hospital."

Sun Xue jumped into the car without saying a word and accompanied the girl to the hospital.

Looking at the pale girl lying next to him, Sun Xue was sweating anxiously.

She regretted so much that she should not have listened to the bad ideas of the organizers and insisted on letting fans line up in the scorching sun. This girl must have suffered from heat stroke.

Sun Xue knew very well that they would not feel sorry for these fans. They only cared about how many books they sold.

But she can't help but think about her fans. Fans can stare at the high temperature just so that she can sign a book. That is their respect and recognition for her, and it is also their love for her.

Although she and her fans don't know each other, they are closely connected through text.

Fortunately, the girl only suffered from heatstroke, and Sun Xue breathed a sigh of relief.

When the girl woke up and saw Sun Xue beside her, she was very surprised: "Writer Sun... thank you."

"You're welcome, you've got heatstroke and you scared me to death."

In front of Sun Xue, the girl seemed a little shy and reserved.

Sun Xue looked at the girl carefully. Her clothes were clean and simple, her skin was rough, and the plateau red on her face had not faded. She said that she was thin and that the girl lying on the hospital bed was even weaker than him.

At first glance, she didn't look like a girl from the south. Looking at the girl's appearance, Sun Xue guessed that the girl was a child from an ordinary family in the north.

Sun Xue asked kindly: "What should I call you? Are you a college student?"

The girl quickly answered with a smile: "My name is Wang Xue, a freshman student in the Chinese Department of Jiangbei Normal University."

Sun Xue smiled: "That's quite fate. Both of our names have the character for snow."

The girl smiled shyly: "It happened to snow the day I was born, so my dad named me Wang Xue."

Sun Xue exclaimed: "Hey! It's the same as the origin of my name! We are really destined."

The relationship between the two suddenly became much closer, and Wang Xue was not as nervous as before.

Wang Xue whispered softly: "Writer Sun, I think you are very approachable."

"Stop calling me a writer, call me Sister Sun Xue!"

"Oh. Sister Sun Xue."

Wang Xue shouted with a red face.