You are a city-level unit, but you want to learn from the county-level units to hold trade fairs?
Isn’t this a wise move?
It's really a bit embarrassing.
But if he was asked to do his own research, he really couldn't come up with any good ideas.
How difficult is it to be original?
It’s still as simple as free prostitution.
Guo Mingfan thought about it for a long time and finally compromised.
"I know about this. I will talk to the city leaders later and see if the city can also hold a trade fair."
Martial arts wisely handed over a document.
"This is a method I compiled for Wan'an County to promote trade fairs. We can use it directly."
Guo Mingfan hesitated.
"Is this appropriate...isn't this plagiarism?"
Wu Yi is a bit unimpressed.
"Who said we are just copying if we use the same thing? It's just a bit similar."
"And who stipulated that only Wan'an County is allowed to hold trade fairs and we are not allowed to hold trade fairs?"
At this time, the concept of plagiarism is already very vague.
And in the context of the national economic chess game, many of these things don't matter.
Guo Mingfan thought about it and felt that what Wu Yi said made sense, so he acquiesced.
He held this plan tightly.
I plan to give it to city leaders for reference at that time.
Wu Yi thought of another thing at this time.
"By the way, I also asked someone to find out that Wan'an County has sent an invitation to the leaders of the provincial capital this time. I hope that the leaders of the provincial capital can go to Wan'an County to inspect the recent work results and visit the National Day Exhibition."
"I think you can suggest it to the leaders of our city and also send an invitation to the provincial capital."
"The city has held such a big event, which is also a good opportunity to show it to the leaders of the provincial capital. Maybe we can get some funds by then."
Wu Yi nodded.
"What you said makes sense. Okay, if you have nothing to do, just go down and do your own business. I will talk to the city leaders later."
"Okay."
Wu Yi took the newspaper and walked out.
"...Wait, come back."
Guo Mingfan stopped him again.
Wu Yi was stunned for a moment.
He turned around and asked.
"Director, do you have anything else you want to talk to me about?"
Guo Mingfan said with a serious face.
"Just go out by yourself and leave this newspaper first..."
"Well, I have to think carefully about this article published by Zhenhua Biogas Plant. I always feel that there are some problems in it and I need to study it carefully."
Wu Yi is a bit reluctant to give up.
The story in the newspaper is quite interesting. I just read it once, and I want to read it again later.
He said with some reluctance.
"Director, it's useless to keep the newspaper. Why don't you leave it with me and I'll study it carefully..."
Guo Mingfan straightened his face.
"Okay, then I'll let you go."
Wu Yi put the newspaper on the table and walked out of the room.
Guo Mingfan was a little reserved at first.
After Wu Yi was far away, he couldn't wait to take the newspaper, sat on the sofa and read greedily.
The more I watch, the more fascinated I become.
His mouth was still dripping and gurgling.
"Don't tell me...the people at Zhenhua Biogas Plant are not good at making products, but the stories they write are quite interesting."
"The only problem is that it's too short..."
"Not enough."
.......
At Guo Mingfan's suggestion, city leaders held two meetings and finally accepted his proposal to hold a trade fair.
The city leaders also saw this as an opportunity.
Take it very seriously.
Guo Mingfan handed over Wan'an County's propaganda routine.
And he boasted that he came up with this thing himself.
The city leaders gave Guo Mingfan a high look.
Then they saw the publicity plan and thought it was very good, so they handed it over directly to the comrades of the Propaganda Department to promote it.
This matter is settled.
In the afternoon of that day, the city leaders summoned the factory directors of some state-owned units in the city. They all held a meeting together and announced the plan to hold a National Day trade fair.
"We already have a lot of discounts during the National Day holiday, so why do we have to hold a trade fair and give discounts again?"
"And we finally have a few days off during the National Day holiday. Employees are usually very tired, so they can't rest anymore."
"That's right, I think holding trade fairs is really tiring and thankless. I don't understand what the leaders think."
"...."
However, under the pressure of city leaders, these people can only obey the orders obediently.
Guo Mingfan had a sneer on his face.
Bah.
What a bunch of pig teammates.
If you don't succeed enough, you will fail more than you do. I just think about being lazy and slippery all day long, without any enterprising spirit.
He felt that the thinking of these people was really rigid and they did not have the vitality of young people.
But I am different.
Be forge ahead and actively submit opinions.
He felt very happy.
After the meeting in the city, Guo Mingfan simply didn't want to stay any longer and dragged his tired body back to the office.
Then he saw a new newspaper on the table.
Guo Mingfan's eyes lit up.
"The second issue of the story is out?"
He couldn't wait to catch it.
This is your own source of happiness and spiritual food.
After I acquire Zhenhua Biogas Plant in the future, I will transfer all the people who wrote these stories over and write stories for him every day.
Guo Mingfan thought silently.
.......
The story in the second issue is even more exciting.
Kang Hongjun fought bravely against the peeper and unexpectedly discovered that this person was a cadre of the production team.
This is really beyond Kang Hongjun’s expectation.
And he knows this person.
They are your neighbors.
My surname is Cheng.
Because he is the third in the family, many people in the production team call him Cheng Laosan, while the juniors call him Third Uncle.
Kang Hongjun couldn't believe his eyes.
Because Uncle San is always cheerful and kind to everyone, and he is a well-known good guy in the production team.
But the responsibility lies.
Kang Hongjun showed the courage to kill Ma Su with tears, and was not burdened by the personal affair at all. He interrogated his third uncle at night.
The third uncle honestly explained his motive for committing the crime.
His youngest daughter, Cheng Xiaohua, accidentally contracted an illness, and the family was so poor that they couldn't afford to pay for medical treatment.
The third uncle heard that the slag produced by the biogas digester is very good fertilizer and can be exchanged for money in the city.
So he decided to take a risk.
He secretly came here to pack some biogas residue, and when the time came, he took it to the city and sold it to make money, and then he could treat his little daughter.
It is understandable that Kang Hongjun knew this.
So he didn't say anything, but notified the secretary of the production team and the captain of the life team, waiting for them to handle the matter.
The secretary of the production team was very sad.
He seriously and severely criticized Cheng Laosan and dismissed him from his post on the spot.
It’s just that public is public and private is private.
After all, we have been neighbors for many years, and we have some blood relations through our ancestors for several generations.
So the secretary held a fundraiser in the production team, calling on everyone who had money and strength to contribute to help Cheng Laosan tide over the difficulties.
The results are quite gratifying.
Cheng Xiaohua recovered from her illness.
So Cheng Laosan took his daughter to find Kang Hongjun and planned to express his gratitude to him.
If there hadn't been an accident like this, my daughter might have died.
Who would have known that during this meeting, Kang Hongjun and Cheng Xiaohua fell in love at first sight.
During this period, Kang Hongjun and Cheng Xiaohua also experienced a series of encounters, such as heroes saving beauties and so on.
In the end, a great and pure revolutionary friendship emerged between the two.
However, according to the development of the story, Kang Hongjun and this lesbian had differences due to a certain misunderstanding, and their relationship reached a fork in the road.
At the same time.
Kang Hongjun witnessed with his own eyes that the life team had no money to buy agricultural troops, so they could only let the members use simple tools to farm and work.
He realized that only development is the last word, and he must work hard to make money.
But how can we make money?
His eyes couldn't help but look at the methane pit.
"The captain once said that the biogas equipment produced by Zhenhua Biogas Plant can help make a fortune. Several production teams next door to us have made a good living relying on biogas equipment."
"What can I do to make a fortune?"
"...."
The story ends here.
......
.......
Cao Weidong nodded.
The plot rhythm of this section is quite tight.
The protagonist’s emotional drama comes out.
Dilemmas also arise.
The main task of using biogas equipment to get rich is also out.
He feels that if this story is published, it will definitely survive.
Just as he guessed.
This story caused quite a stir in society.
Everyone didn't think this was a story, but thought it was true, so they called Zhenhua Biogas Plant one after another to ask about Kang Hongjun's results and whether he was with Cheng Xiaohua.
Sure enough.
The focus of most readers is always on the emotional drama.
Cao Weidong sighed a little.
However, many people still pay attention to the key information in the story.
Can biogas equipment also help the production team make a fortune?
They called specifically to inquire about this matter.
Cao Weidong finally showed a happy expression on his face.
If the movie short film advertisement is a hard advertisement, it is a naked promotion of products to the masses.
Then writing serialized articles is soft advertising.
It's more hidden.
You can convey the information you want to express to readers subtly.
And it is easier for readers to accept and recognize.
Cao Weidong taught the employees in the mailroom a set of words and asked them to respond uniformly according to the standards.
Biogas equipment can indeed make you rich.
The answer will be revealed in the next issue.
And tell these people in advance that if you can come to the product exhibition then, you will get extra discounts when purchasing biogas equipment.
After finishing all these things, Cao Weidong brought some fruit snacks from his portable space and went to Luo Wenhua and his colleagues' office, which was regarded as a small reward for these people.
"Director, you are here."
Luo Wenhua and others quickly stood up.
Cao Weidong smiled.
"Comrades, don't be too formal. I just came over to take a look. The article was well written and the response from readers was very good."
"I brought you some seasonal fruits for you."
Luo Wenhua put the fruit aside and surrounded Cao Weidong, chattering about his new inspiration.
They are writing more and more enthusiastically now.
These people assured Cao Weidong with their chests patted.
I can write the story of Kang Hongjun in three to four hundred thousand words.
Frightened, Cao Weidong quickly shouted to stop and repeated the order repeatedly.
"Hydraulics will be despised by readers. You must ensure that every update has plot advancement and be completed before National Day."
"And we must put out the content we want to highlight and put our advertisements in it."
Luo Wenhua and others were a little disappointed, but they still said.
"No problem."
.......
Seeing that the eleventh day was getting closer and closer, at this moment, County Magistrate Ji brought him bad news.
"Comrade Cao Weidong, the situation has changed somewhat now, and Tongquan City will also hold a trade fair."
Cao Weidong was stunned after hearing this.
But he then asked the key question.
"How do they promote it?"
County Magistrate Ji frowned.
"Just like us."
County Magistrate Ji still has some self-cultivation.
However, the comrades from the county propaganda department who followed him were not polite.
He almost jumped up and cursed.
"Damn it, Tongquan is just copying our work this time. We do giveaways and they do giveaways. We do promotions and they do promotions. It's exactly the same."
Cao Weidong's heart sank.
County Magistrate Ji sighed.
"This time Tongquan did go a bit too far."
"The current situation is that they do whatever we do, and we don't know how many customers we can attract through the exhibition held in our county."
"I came here specifically to tell you about the current situation so that you can be prepared in advance."
Cao Weidong hummed.
If so, the situation is indeed a bit bad.
Fortunately, he has never been in the habit of putting all his eggs in one basket.
So I wasn’t too panicked.
After seeing off County Magistrate Ji, he walked to the factory director's office with random thoughts in his mind.
At this time the phone rang.
Cao Weidong picked up the phone.
The employee in the mailroom told Cao Weidong.
There was a call from Tongquan City, asking for Cao Weidong by name.
At this time, Cao Weidong could think of who it was with his buttocks.
Ask the mailroom staff to answer the phone.
Sure enough, Guo Mingfan's somewhat noisy voice came from the microphone.
"Director Cao, our Tongquan City held a trade fair on National Day."
Cao Weidong sneered and said directly.
"Director Guo, we have also held a trade fair here, and the promotion time is still ahead of you. Are you copying us?"
"I want to remind you that this kind of behavior is very bad."
Guo Mingfan blushed a little.
But I’m still tough-talking.
"On such an important holiday as the National Day, everyone is holding activities at this time, but they are just a little similar. Maybe who is trying to get rid of whom."
Cao Weidong was too lazy to talk to him.
"Okay, Comrade Guo Mingfan, if you have something to do, just talk about it, and if you don't have anything to do, hang up. I'm not like you, I have a lot of things to do."
Guo Mingfan said carelessly.
"Comrade Cao Weidong, I hope you can come and have a look during the National Day activities. After I acquire the Zhenhua Biogas Plant, maybe we will become a family..."
Dududu...
What responded to him was a series of blind tones.
Guo Mingfan's face turned pale for a while, then he adjusted his attitude and sneered.
"After I acquire Zhenhua, I'll see how you can succeed..."
.......
After Cao Weidong hung up the phone, he thought for a while and wrote many letters to Sijiucheng and asked the postman to deliver them by category.
Then he called Luo Wenhua over and said solemnly.
"Comrade Luo Wenhua, the situation has changed a bit now. I hope that your next story will add more surprises."