In the small workshop, which is not very bright, apart from a few operating chopping boards put together, there are half a room of packaging boxes stacked up.
Including Qiu Yuefeng's lover Li Li, this group of female comrades usually does this job, pasting paper boxes.
"No," Li Li pulled off her apron and said, "I want to make a phone call and ask."
In the office of Pujiang Translation Studio, several close colleagues were chatting around Qiu Yuefeng.
Even Comrade Lu Xiao has never had a smiling face.
"This thing sounds like a fantasy," Ding Jianhua still couldn't believe it: "I didn't expect that the person who won the grand prize was actually right next to me!"
"That's right," Tong Zirong said most with emotion: "That day, we filled out the answer sheet together, but Lao Qiu got it."
"No," Bike decided: "I will write five copies in a row in the next issue, and maybe the grand prize will be mine."
"My, my, my," Su Xiu refused to give in: "It's my turn in the next issue."
Qiu Yuefeng had a dreamy expression on his face.
The couple has the same virtue, but they both feel like they haven't woken up yet.
"Why are you still standing there stupidly?" Hu Xiao slapped him awake at the side: "I'll get the letter of introduction later."
"Director Hu," Qiu Yuefeng thought everyone was teasing him: "Aren't you kidding me?"
"You can't believe it, right?" Hu Xiao said happily: "Let me tell you, Lao Qiu, Jiang Shan and Gu Zhengzheng were also present on the day the Industrial and Commercial Bureau lottery was held. They knew about it at that time."
"Don't worry, the first prize is yours."
"Lao Qiu," Su Xiu beckoned, "If you don't believe it, come over and read the newspaper. There is a list of winners!"
"Oh~"
Qiu Yuefeng gave all the thermos bottles to Hu Xiao and grabbed the newspaper in three steps: "Where is it?"
"Here it is!"
"...That's right," Qiu Yuefeng finally laughed, pointed at the newspaper and said, "This newspaper is talking about me."
This smile completely let go.
Butylin...
The phone on the table suddenly rang, Qiu Yuefeng picked it up: "Hello~"
"Lao Qiu," the other person knew who it was as soon as he heard it: "It's me."
"Li Li," Qiu Yuefeng, who was beaming with joy, smiled even brighter: "I'll tell you some good news. We have a TV at home, and it's a big one."
Li Li, who couldn't believe it even after reading the newspaper, finally dared to smile with confidence: "It's really you, so that TV set belongs to us?"
"It's definitely ours," Qiu Yuefeng decided immediately: "The factory director has already opened a letter of introduction for me. We will meet at the entrance of the Industrial and Commercial Bureau later."
"Okay," Li Li's hand could no longer hold the phone: "Let's take the TV home together."
Upon hearing this, Hu Xiao quickly handed the thermos bottle to Tong Zirong, turned around and ran towards the office.
Don't dare to delay the happy event of Lao Qiu's family!
…
Today, because the "Industrial and Commercial Daily"'s award-winning list was published, "Oriental Metropolis Daily" sold faster than in the past.
At this moment, the editors-in-chief of each section were gathering in the editor-in-chief's office to discuss important matters.
"Huh?" Editor Rong took a bite of the bread and took another quick look: "This tastes good, and it's also sprinkled with meat floss."
"It seems that the conditions of Xiao Rong's family are good. They also know about meat floss." Jiang Hai also hugged a piece of bread and chewed it deliciously: "This is not bad. Is it smeared with butter?"
"I am an intellectual after all. How can I not even know about meat floss?"
"Everyone, please don't just eat." Jiang Shan began to assign tasks: "I will put together an article later, and the delicious bread factory has not been in our newspaper yet!"
"It's easy to talk about," Rong Bin took another piece of bread and said, "I will help it myself in a while!"
"This one in my hand is really fragrant," Cai Wensheng ate the most carefully: "It even has red beans in it."
Jiang Hai also reached out and took one: "Lao San, is this the new product you suggested to them?"
"Not bad," Jiang Shan smiled, finally able to change the taste: "These new flavors only have a little added ingredients, and they immediately cost two cents."
"I asked what your boss has been doing in the bakery lately," Rong Bin said with a look on his face: "It turns out that you are helping others develop new products. You will continue to work hard in the future!"
"Don't worry," Jiang Shante said confidently, "Although we don't have practical experience, we have enough theoretical knowledge."
"Everyone, keep eating, no need to stop," Comrade Jiang Hai was also eating and muttered:
"I want to give verbal praise to Section Chief Jiang of the Advertising Planning Department. The "Panasonic" advertisement he brought to the newspaper this time cost 5,000 yuan per slap, setting another record!"
Several people in the editor-in-chief's office grabbed bread and clapped.
The people Jiangshan invited were all big businessmen, and they were already used to it!
Fortunately, Jiangshan didn't mind: "It's OK for a few of us to know the price, but please don't tell anyone else."
It would not be appropriate to spread it to the Industrial and Commercial Daily, where only half a page was replaced with an advertising fee of 5,000 yuan.
Rong Bin looked like I am not stupid: "Since the list of winners of the Industrial and Commercial News was published today, the calls from the business department have not stopped. It is estimated that the advertising volume of our newspaper will reach a new level."
"You're right," Jiang Hai nodded and smiled, "A few old acquaintances have called me."
"Editor-in-chief Jiang," seeing that the time has come, Jiang Shan decisively suggested: "Should we increase the advertising fee?"
"Mention," Jiang Hai waved his hand: "I will notify you shortly and raise the prices of the first and second tier advertising spaces first, and then the third and fourth tiers."
Several people in the editor-in-chief's office were all beaming with joy.
The end of the year is approaching and it’s time for a bumper harvest!
At the same time, there was a burst of applause in the conference room of the Municipal Industrial and Commercial Bureau.
"As of 10 o'clock this morning, 63 companies have signed advertising contracts with our Industrial and Commercial Daily,"
Chief Xia Ke, who is in charge of the Industrial and Commercial News, solemnly announced: "27 companies have signed long-term cooperation contracts, including 9 foreign companies..."
Director Dai, who was sitting firmly at the head, nodded slightly with a smile in his eyes.
He had read the report that Chief Xia was going to read out half an hour ago.
At this time, he was racking his brains to consider a problem.
The front accounts have just been cleared, and the back accounts have come again.
What reward should be given to Comrade Jiangshan this time?
According to the information he learned yesterday, both the army and the bank directly awarded gold.
Compared with those two companies, what Jiangshan gave them from the Industrial and Commercial Bureau this time can be regarded as a long-term meal ticket.
In the past two years, the status of the Industrial and Commercial Bureau has skyrocketed.
Especially in July this year, the country just announced the establishment of the crime of "speculation."
The powers of the Industrial and Commercial Bureau were suddenly expanded from six bureaus to "six bureaus and one dozen":
That is, managing market trade, industrial and commercial enterprise registration, economic contracts, trademark registration, individual private business and advertising operations.
A strike would naturally be a crackdown on "speculators".
For such an important yamen, Dai Ju felt that he must arrange a grand prize for Jiangshan.
Position?House?
Thinking about it carefully, he seems to be unable to reach both of these things.
The last housing arrangement for Comrade Jiang Hai was coordinated by their Industrial and Commercial Bureau and the Propaganda Department.
We can't coordinate this time. It doesn't make sense.
Pujiang is no better than Yanjing, and the work unit allocation is extremely tense.
It’s hard to say that the translation factory’s profits have been good in the past few years, and the company’s welfare is also good, with the exception of housing.
If it hadn't been for this reason, the few people who are now in a good group would not have become enemies in the future.
However, the Municipal Industry and Commerce Bureau does not have this worry.
At this moment, Director Dai tapped his fingers on the table.
Position?House?
Suddenly, a wonderful idea came to my mind.
Of course it is difficult to separate these two things, but if they are combined... it will be natural.
As long as Jiangshan becomes an employee of the Industrial and Commercial Bureau, he can participate in the housing allocation!
Thinking of this, he didn't care where Chief Xia's report ended.
He directly ordered: "Xiaoxia, please say hello to the Human Resources Department later and formally invite Comrade Jiangshan to be the special editor of the "Industrial and Commercial Daily"..."
"Huh?" Chief Xia didn't react for a moment: "Why is this?"
Of course it’s to allocate houses to people!
"Why else?" Director Dai frowned: "Of course it's to protect the advertising volume of the Industrial and Commercial Daily."
"Oh, yes, yes,"
Thinking of this victory, Chief Xia suddenly realized: "Thanks to Comrade Jiangshan this time, I will notify the Human Resources Department soon."
Dai Ju nodded: "Yes!"
"Then...will he occupy the establishment when he comes? This year's quota has been completely used up!"
"I can help him apply for establishment," Director Dai pondered:
"But I don't think he will want it. Let's follow the process first. Just treat it as if we have hired a consultant. He can come and go freely, and the salary and bonus will be paid as usual."
"Okay," this is best. Chief Xia doesn't want to invite a powerful man back for himself: "Everything will be done as you say!"
Once the reward was figured out, Director Dai calmly picked up the teacup.
Is this reward interesting enough?
With his actions, I believe the Light Industry Bureau can't compare!
…
"Pour, pour, pour..."
Around two o'clock in the afternoon, the parking lot of the Municipal Light Industry Bureau.
Jiang Shan was busy directing Huang Hua to reverse: "Stop, stop, stop!"
After all the fuss, both Jiang Shan outside the car and Huang Hua inside the car were all covered in sweat.
Huang Hua stretched out his head and took a look: "My dear, luckily I stopped, otherwise I would have hit the wall."
This is a new car and he is a newbie.
"I'll do it," Jiang Shan opened the car door: "You've fallen down a few times. If you fall down again, Director Xu will probably hit us with a big stick."
"Are you coming?" Huang Hua smiled: "Can you drive?"
"I can't drive..."
Jiang Shan pulled Huang Hua out, and then decisively sat on it: "But I can reverse the car."
"Hey~hey,"
Huang Huate shouted nervously a few times, but before he could finish "Hey", Jiang Shan had already reversed the car.
"Huh?" Huang Hua seemed to have discovered a new world: "You really know how to reverse a car!"
God knows how difficult it was to get my driver's license.
"Our unit also has a car," Jiang Shan explained: "It's okay, I will go up and touch a few of them!"
"So that's it," Huang Hua nodded: "It's better to stay at the grassroots level, where you can touch everything!"
"The grassroots level can't compare with you," Jiang Shan pointed at the brand new milk-white car: "You can touch it whenever you want. After two years, it's time to drive an imported car!"
"Don't be envious, it's only a matter of time for you,"
Huang Hua smiled and took out a large paper bag from the car: "Here, what you want."
"Are you all ready?"
Jiang Shan quickly took it and opened it to take a look: "Why are there so many?"
"I got you a few boxes of tapes," Huang Hua said with a warm smile, "and a few boxes of White Rabbit, take them over and give them to the children to try."
Jiang Shan looked through the tapes in the paper bag and found that most of them were Teresa Teng's.
"Huh?" One of the dishes was a bit interesting: "Zhu Fengbo?"
"I don't think you're interested in this tape, but your parents might like it."
"Okay," Jiang Shan nodded: "Thank you, you still think of me!"
"Haha," Huang Hua smiled: "It's a coincidence. I happened to be busy with these two projects, so I brought them to you."
"What? Now there is a tape business in China?"
"Where is this country?" Huang Hua pointed at Zhu Fengbo and said:
"At the beginning of the year, an imaging company was established in Guangzhou. This was the first tape they recorded. In principle, it only supplied the Xiangjiang market, but there was no buy-in at all."
"Why?"
"You'll understand after you take it back and listen to it," Huang Hua said without being able to elaborate: "Why don't you ask our company to help with publicity? That would probably be too much!"
Jiang Shan didn't ask any more questions, because the facts were indeed embarrassing!
Even though these tapes were eventually sold domestically, there was still little improvement.
Pacific Audio Video Company was founded in 1979, and the first batch of tapes sold poorly.
Just when the company was suffering a blow, Li Guyi's "Nostalgia" came out.
So, Pacific recorded "Hometown Love" again.
As a result, not only "Hometown Love" became popular, but the previous "Zhu Fengbo Album" also sold 1 million boxes.
Since playing "Nostalgic Love", everything has been smooth sailing in the Pacific!
However, when "Nostalgia" was first sold, it did go through quite a storm.
Jiang Shan didn't want to worry about these things. He was currently looking at a stack of photos with great interest.
19-year-old Zhong Chuhong is so beautiful!
"I'm surprised," Huang Hua asked, "Why are you interested in this Zhong Chuhong? She only got fourth place."
"What I want is the fourth place," Jiang Shan naturally couldn't reveal the secret: "It's cheap and good, and we can afford it."
"Don't underestimate the synthetic detergent factory," Huang Hua reminded quietly: "The White Cat made a lot of money in Hong Kong before."
"I know, he's the laundry detergent boss for ten years."
"Then we should use fourth place?" Huang Hua suggested: "It's better to go directly to the championship."
Jiang Shan didn't say anything at all. If he really wanted to win the championship, it wouldn't affect the advertising effect of "White Cat".
After all, distant fire is like first fire, but... he still wants Zhong Chuhong!
This girl is so pretty!
Before Michelle Reis appeared, Hong Gu was the most beautiful Hong Kong girl.
Before she could gain momentum, Jiang Shan didn't want to miss this opportunity for cooperation.
In October 1979, the top three newly released Miss Xiangjiang did not include Zhong Chuhong.
The outside world has always said that it was because Honggu's family was so poor that she didn't even wear a pair of high heels.
As a result, Zhong Chuhong, who was walking on stage in high heels, lost her footing and fell out of the top three.
But in fact, as Honggu said later, even if she didn't wrestle on the field, she would never win the championship.
Because Zhong Chuhong was really young at that time.
He moves in the wrong position, speaks wrongly, and occasionally shrinks his neck and sticks out his tongue on stage.
It's fine just standing still, but once you start moving, you look like the cute girl next door.
Therefore, even though she won the fourth place in Miss Hong Kong, she was still rejected by TVB.
Let’s look at the then champion Zheng Wenya. She had the most beautiful aura of an old lady as soon as she appeared on the stage.
Otherwise, the goddess of the Academy Awards would not use her as a prototype.
"It's not up to either of us to decide who to choose,"
Jiang Shan and Huang Hua walked into the office building of the Light Industry Bureau side by side: "You still have to listen to the leadership on this matter."
"That's right," Huang Hua nodded: "Anyway, in my opinion, these two lesbians are very suitable!"
This chapter has been completed!