The good wife and mother worked herself to death, and was reborn to win the game

On the other end of the phone, Cheng Jinnian told Jiang Wan everything he had said to his parents.

"Cheng Jinnian, you did a great job, better than I thought."

Jiang Wan smiled slightly, she was right about the person.

In fact, Cheng Jinnian knows how to do everything in moderation, and most of the time he can arrange everything by himself.

"But thank you for your reminder anyway. I know you said these words for my own good, and I am very grateful to you."

Cheng Jinnian was still being sentimental, but Jiang Wan was already being urged to do something.

The phone to Jiang Wan's office was not accessible, so the person who submitted the manuscript called another phone.

Moreover, the person they were looking for was Editor-in-Chief Zhang, and even Jiang Wan was just a substitute.

Therefore, only Jiang Wan himself can handle this situation, and the people recruited by Editor-in-Chief Zhang can only do other chores.

"Editor-in-Chief Jiang, an author who works with our magazine called and said that he wants to discuss a plot with you. When will you be free to answer the call?"

"Editor Jiang, this manuscript has been proofread. Can you take a final look to see if there are any problems?"

"Editor-in-Chief Jiang, Editor-in-Chief Zhang called and has new information to communicate with you."

While Jiang Wan was talking to Cheng Jinnian on the phone, calls came in one after another, and things came up one after another.

Jiang Wan originally wanted to chat with Cheng Jinnian for a while longer, but now it seems that this is not possible.

"Cheng Jinnian, I'm too busy with work and can't chat with you."

"In a nutshell, you must pay attention to safety during your mission and protect yourself at all times."

Jiang Wan spoke one sentence after another like a nagging old woman.

"Okay, I know everything. I will be careful and safe, and I will appear in front of you in one piece by the end of the year."

After the call ended, Cheng Jinnian still felt a little melancholy.

He hurried back to the dormitory, opened the locker and took out all the money.

The reason he didn't have time to come before was because he didn't know their new address, and he was also busy on a mission so he couldn't handle it for the time being.

I have some free time now, so I'll take out all the money and send it away.

Although the money was not much, it was all he had.

This money may not help much, but any help counts.

Cheng Jinnian even wanted to call home and ask his parents to lend more money to Jiang Wan.

But after thinking about it, he couldn't bring himself to say it. He had just met his parents and said he wanted to change his surname to Shen.

He didn't think much when he made the call, and he didn't have any complicated thoughts.

Now that he heard that Jiang Wan was short of money, he became a little restless.

But he also knew that it was a bit too much to ask for this.

After Cheng Jinnian sent the money, he has been thinking about this issue.

He was feeling conflicted and restless, thinking about these things all the time.

After Jiang Wan hung up the phone, he immediately got down to work.

First, he solved the questions raised by his subordinates one by one, and then called Editor-in-Chief Zhang.

The two communicated on the phone about the follow-up direction and quickly reached an agreement.

Finally, Jiang Wan called back the previous authors and patiently discussed writing ideas with them and answered all their questions.

Although this will take more time, it will help you win the author's trust.

In the early days of the magazine, because it was not famous enough, the number of manuscripts it received is still very limited.

The quantity of manuscripts is not increasing, and it is difficult to find high-quality manuscripts among them.

At present, the magazine is very dependent on veteran authors. If they do not provide high-quality manuscripts, the magazine will not even be able to fill up the manuscripts in the early stages.

After dealing with all these big and small problems, Jiang Wan still had to find time to write the article against the clock.

There weren't many high-quality manuscripts in the magazine, so she had to submit them herself.

But she knew that her abilities were limited, and it was not easy to find time to write articles amidst her busy schedule.

Things are different now than before. I don’t have to do anything except writing and daily life.

Now I have to run the magazine, write articles, and take care of some things at home.

Most of the time she was busy and overwhelmed. If she hadn't experienced rebirth and had many writing ideas from her previous life, she would have probably collapsed by now.

She had a miserable life in her previous life, but after her rebirth, all the things that had happened became her life experience.

Although she still looks young now, her mental age is actually in her seventies or eighties.

After a busy day, most people in the magazine went off work at 6 pm.

Jiang Wan has received a bunch of new manuscripts and now needs to spend some time cleaning them up.

Everyone else has a way out, but she and Editor-in-Chief Zhang don't.

While Editor-in-Chief Zhang was working desperately, Jiang Wan didn't dare to be idle for a moment.

She feels that among companions, regardless of whether the other party is there or not, they should try their best to get things done.

Since the work of the two people has been assigned from the beginning, they should arrange things within their capabilities as much as possible according to the assigned content.

Jiang Wan kept reading the manuscript until 8 o'clock in the evening, and she didn't even have dinner during this period.

Jiang Wan dragged his tired body towards home.

At this time, the older ones should have finished their homework, tidied up and are waiting to go to bed.

Sometimes she came back a little later and Cheng Zewu had already lain back in his bed.

Although they are mother and son and live under the same roof, they can't even see each other now because of Jiang Wan's busy schedule.

At 8:30 in the evening, Jiang Wan returned home.

To her surprise, the lights in the living room were on today.

As soon as she entered the door, she saw Cheng Zewu sitting on the sofa in the living room in a daze.

"Zewu, why haven't you gone to bed yet at this late hour?"

Jiang Wan turned around and closed the door, then walked to Cheng Zewu with a smile.

She sat next to Cheng Zewu and naturally put her arm around his shoulders.

Cheng Zewu lowered his head, his hands on his face, and looked a little depressed.

No matter how slow Jiang Wan was, he could already keenly notice that something was wrong with his son.

"Zewu, what's wrong with you? Why do you look like you're in a bad mood? Did something happen at school?"

As Jiang Wan spoke, he grabbed Cheng Zewu's arm and asked very seriously.

After Cheng Zewu's hands that were covering his face were pulled away, Jiang Wan saw that there was a small scar on his face and he didn't know how it happened.

The scar looked very small, as if it was caused by a fingernail.

"Mom, I didn't steal anyone else's things! I really didn't steal!"

Cheng Zewu raised his head and looked into Jiang Wan's eyes, his voice tearful as he spoke.

Jiang Wan lowered his head and saw that his son's eyes were red. It turned out that he had cried before.

When Cheng Zewu was sad, the doors of Shen Changping and Yun Zhilan's rooms were open. They were nervously sticking their heads out to look outside, and it was obvious that they were very worried about this matter.