After Dying Suddenly While Reviewing Manuscripts, I Transmigrated into the Story to Handle After-Sales Service

Dropping dead from overwork isn't scary. Having to keep working after you die is.

Jiang Wan, a veteran editor, gets bound to a "job assignment System" and transmigrates into all kinds of manuscripts with broken logic to repair their plots.

Her first assignment is a trashy, melodramatic CEO romance.

System: "The client is the villainess. Her request is that she doesn't want to take the fall."

Jiang Wan glances at the original novel: A billionaire CEO unlawfully detains someone? The heroine, a champion swimmer, drowns in shallow water?

Jiang Wan slams the table. "What kind of shoddy product is this? Doesn't the male lead have to go to prison? No security cameras? No life buoys?"

So she finds the villainess a formidable lawyer and gives the male lead a crash course in criminal law. The greedy foodie System gobbles up "logic crumbs." "This airtight plot tastes amazing!"

Jiang Wan says coolly, "Next assignment."

System: "Aren't you going to say goodbye to the client?"

Jiang Wan: "I'm here to work, not make friends."

...It isn't until the puzzle is almost complete that the System realizes this heartless book-repair machine has been secretly filling the margins of every book with words about how much she'll miss the people inside.