Tao An signed the contract smoothly, and was so excited, talking about a lot of things regarding the publishing house. Anything he could say, Tao An said, so Xu Nianhua could better understand what publishing houses are like nowadays.
Xu Nianhua couldn't help but think, if she'd known earlier it was like this, she would have submitted her manuscript to a publisher much sooner. That way, she could've earned more money.
But soon after, Xu Nianhua felt things were just right now. Her school grades had stabilized, the family business was now on track, and only now did she have more time to translate manuscripts.
Lunchtime.
Zheng Jin and Tao An kept praising Ji Ying's cooking skills.
"Anyone who's tasted my mom's food always says it's good," Xu Nianhua said proudly. She wasn't exaggerating—besides Zheng Jin and Tao An, even Pei Yining praised her, and so did Cheng Hao and the others. Everyone gave a thumbs-up.
