Transmigrated as the Ex-Wife of a Heroic Man Chapter 949: The Booksigning Ceremony Begins

Chapter 949: The Booksigning Ceremony Begins

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio  Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

“I was worried about being late, so I arrived early,” Su Wen explained, her preparations evident despite her lack of nerves.

“That’s true. Take a look at the setup.” As Zhou Yan finished speaking, she was called over by a staffer with a work badge. After a brief absence, she returned with a smile. “The staff from the Morning Post just approached me. They want to snap a few photos of you in advance for the cover of the arts section in the newspaper two days from now.”

The Morning Post was renowned nationwide, not to mention in the province. Its circulation easily ranked in the industry’s top five. Such a prominent newspaper wouldn’t take an interest in Su Wen unless she paid for ads or earned more fame and work.

Their presence today was thanks to Zhou Yan’s efforts; she’d also promised them a small section in the paper.

“The arts section cover?” Su Wen was surprised. “How did you manage to pull that off? Weren’t you saying it’s hard to get the Morning Post’s attention?”

“Haha! It was tough initially, but not anymore. Once they spot someone with potential, they won’t let go,” Zhou Yan replied, meaningfully looking at Su Wen. “In the media, you’re like blood in shark-infested waters—irresistible.”

Some individuals were destined for greatness. Even a fool knew to cling to such people, for missing out would be the greatest folly. Zhou Yan was now eagerly antic.i.p.ating the paper’s sales in two days.

In Su Wen’s eyes, the synergy between her rising popularity and the newspaper’s circulation was bound to yield unexpected results. Their joint efforts in publicity and planning, with many of Su Wen’s suggestions impressing Zhou Yan, had bolstered her confidence in their success.

Su Wen couldn’t help but quip, “Is it all because of my face?”

“It’s not just your looks, but your demeanour too,” Zhou Yan affirmed earnestly. “Sure, people have dubbed you a beautiful author, but they’ve only measured you by ordinary standards. You, my dear, can rival a movie star. You’re not just good; you’re up there with the most renowned Hong Kong actresses.”

Every beauty had her allure, but Su Wen’s was undoubtedly the most captivating. Beautiful yet unpretentious, knowledgeable yet indifferent—the allure was innate. When such a stunning figure was also a best-selling author, her radiance was blinding.

“I see,” Su Wen mused. It was like a double enhancement—effect bonus.

“Oh, and about these books… They’re not going to sell out, are they?” Su Wen eyed the mountain of books, concerned about her hand cramping from all the autographs.

Zhou Yan grinned mysteriously. “I don’t think we have enough. Look outside, the crowd’s growing. I’ll go instruct the security guards to maintain order.”

Since Zhou Yan was occupied, Su Wen opted not to delay her further. They tacitly avoided discussing yesterday’s incident.

For one, they were both about to get busy and didn’t want distractions. Moreover, there was no need; everyone wasn’t foolish. Letting bygones be bygones was best, especially with Song Zishan, who harboured revengeful intentions, nearby. Su Wen realized it was best to suppress the matter.

Su Xuewen’s judgment was correct.

Furthermore, she didn’t want to ride on Su Xuewen’s coattails. She wasn’t the original Su Wen and aimed to achieve everything through her efforts.

Time flew, and soon the signing event commenced. As the doors of the commercial building opened, eager readers flooded in. Still, the presence of dozens of security guards kept things orderly, preventing any chaos and controlling the few individuals who attempted to rush forward.