106. Chapter 105 A car was sent to the newspaper office
Chapter 105 A car was sent to the newspaper office
In less than an hour, Jiang Hai calmly walked out of the mud.
"Comrade Lao San," he pointed at the country and said, "you are the first editor of my new newspaper."
Jiang Shan smiled: "Everything will be subject to the organization's arrangements, but remember to pay my royalties first when the time comes."
"Do you need to remind me?" Jiang Hai became clear and it was amazing: "Third brother, I only took on this hard job for you!"
The three brothers in the hut laughed together.
Among them, Jiang Shan has the most beautiful smile. Others can scheme, but they can’t?
"When will the old leader of our newspaper office arrive?" Jiangshan has not forgotten this.
Jiang Hai didn't forget: "You're talking about Wei Yuanxing, right? He will officially start work tomorrow."
Jiang Shan didn't expect it to be so quick: "Boss, when you go to the newspaper office tomorrow, you have to show an expression like you have picked up a gold ingot!"
Jiang Hai didn't understand: "Why?"
Jiang Shan's role changed quickly: "This is how you can trick talented people into following you."
Only then did Jiang Hai realize that he was about to change from the leader of Pujiang Daily to a competitor:
"Lao Cai is urging me to start a new newspaper today, and he also said that he would follow along."
Jiang Shan can't control this: "You are better than me when it comes to winning over people's hearts."
Jiang Hai also thought so: "Tomorrow morning, I have to go to the Publicity Department to meet with Director Zhang to finalize the matter of running the newspaper."
Jiang Shan did not forget to remind: "When the time comes, you have to show an expression as if you have lost your gold ingot."
Jiang Hai didn't need to remind him this time: "It's good to make demands to the superiors, right?"
The two brothers looked at each other and smiled, and then they found something good in the river beside them: "This...this outfit is too outrageous."
Jiang Hai glanced slightly: "It is indeed outrageous."
The two of them continued to turn back and forth: "It's getting more and more outrageous..."
At this moment, Jiang Shan, who was lying on the bed, had fallen asleep.
Early the next morning, among the people gathered around the dinner table, each one smiled prettier than the other.
Jiang Xiaoyu’s dress-up doll, Jiang Xiaobai’s wired remote control excavator...
Mother Jiang held an envelope with a smile on her face: "This child refuses to keep it by himself."
Jiang Xiangnan glanced at the two boxes of Chinese cigarettes in his hand: "It's only 15 yuan for a day abroad? You should stay a few more days before coming back."
At this moment, Jiang Chuan was reluctant to go out to school: "Brother is the best. Look, my gift is the best."
Jiang He nodded and had to admit: "It's really good."
At this time, a children's toy was placed in front of Jiangchuan. Although it was a toy, it was actually a real record player.
It has a lively and cute plastic shell, yellow and green buttons, and a plug-in microphone.
Although it only comes with five records, it is definitely considered an advanced household appliance in China.
At that time, in a shopping mall in Japan, everyone in the team gathered around the home appliance counter and sighed.
Comrade Jiangshan walked to the toy counter without looking back. He had long been salivating over the Japanese toys of this period.
I fell in love with this record player at first sight, even though it cost almost 80 yuan.
After that, even Huang Hua, who kept reminding Jiang Shan that he could help him buy a smuggled tape recorder, couldn't help but buy one.
…
Jiang Shan went out very early today, and Gu Zhengzheng informed him the day before that there would be a celebration party for him in Taili today.
Carrying a pair of thermos bottles, Jiang Shan followed Director Gu into the office.
"How is it?" Gu Zhengzheng said with a smile: "The prize prepared by Comrade Zhang Lu is not bad!"
Jiang Shan was also smiling: "It's very good and practical!"
"Haha, just like it," Director Gu sat down on the office chair:
"You designed a children's advertisement for Yu Sigui of Dadi Advertising, right? During this time, I also discovered that there seem to be a lot of public service announcements about children in Japan."
Jiang Shan feels that Gutai should understand this: "Japan is a country that attaches great importance to the growth and development of children before the age of seven. They believe that the imagination of children of this age should be protected."
"Oh," Director Gu nodded: "Children are the flowers of the future, and our country should also pay attention to this!"
Jiang Shan reminded: "Our country has not ignored it. Do you still remember the puppet cartoon "Ma Liang"?"
How could Director Gu forget it: "This movie is older than our TV station. Pujiang Fine Arts Film Studio won several gold awards abroad at that time!"
Jiang Shan likes this puppet show movie very much: "I think it is much better than those children's public service advertisements in Japan. I dare to think and draw, and my imagination is unconstrained."
"What you said reminded me," Director Gu said to Jiang Shan:
"Our country has decided to hold a grand celebration of June 1st this year. It just so happens that I will borrow this movie to play for a few days and then hold a children's party. That should be enough."
"Director Gu," Jiang Shan said to Gu Zhengzheng openly, "my eldest brother is now entrusted by the Propaganda Department to run a new newspaper."
Director Gu immediately asked: "The original "Pujiang Daily" is quitting?"
Jiang Shan looked troubled: "The previous editor-in-chief is coming back."
"Oh," Director Gu immediately understood: "What about you?"
Jiang Shan: "Of course I have to follow my brother!"
Director Gu nodded: "Xiao Jiang, if you need any help from me, just ask."
Jiang Shan really wanted to ask him for a favor: "Can you reprint the program preview in the TV newspaper you and Radio and Television ran?"
What did Director Gu think it was? "You still have to ask? I'll ask Zhang Lu to give you one portion every week. I'll call Zhou Yeming later and I'll do it for you."
The more Jiang Shan listened, the happier he became: "Thank you Gu Tai."
Director Gu waved his hand: "Thank you for what, you helped us promote the TV program, I have to thank you."
Jiang Shan secretly said: The world is awake!
Director Gu hasn't finished his words yet: "If you have time in the past two days, help me think about the weather forecast. Zhang Lu is already writing a program plan. If it's convenient for you, help me write one too."
Jiang Shan has experience, but no theory: "How can I do this job?"
Gu Zhengzheng knew that he was not born in a major, but he was still ready to take advantage of him:
"Let's give it a try. It doesn't have to be too complicated. Just write whatever comes to mind. After all, I've watched TV in Japan for so many days!"
Jiang Shan actually felt that the domestic weather forecasts in later generations were much more pleasing to the eye than those in Japan: "Sure, I'll give it a try."
"Have you heard that the city has replaced a batch of cars for the sake of appearance?" Gu Zhengzheng laughed: "The condition is quite good."
Jiang Shan's eyes lit up: "Have you been assigned one?"
When this was mentioned, Gu Zhengzheng became happy: "It's given to the TV station."
…
Pujiang City Publicity Office on January 8, 1979.
Comrade Jiang Hai officially accepted the newspaper-running task entrusted to him by the Propaganda Department.
"Oriental Metropolis Daily?" Director Zhang has also been thinking about signing up these days: "I think it's quite good. It has the momentum of our Pujiang River."
When Jiang Hai heard this, he felt that there was a way to do it: "I will definitely try my best to run Oriental Metropolis Daily well."
Director Zhang was very relieved at this moment: "I knew you wouldn't let me down."
Jiang Hai still couldn't put on an aggrieved expression, so he could only tell the truth:
"I did have some thoughts before...but after I went back and thought about it carefully, I should still follow the organization's line and policy."
"It's human nature, I understand your thoughts," Director Zhang nodded. Editor Jiang in front of him was still very straightforward:
"The address of the new newspaper office is on Anfu Road. It used to be a primary school. It was vacated last year. It has three floors and you can make good use of it."
Jiang Hai didn't expect: "The address of the newspaper office has been chosen?" Fortunately, he took over the job, otherwise he would have really offended the Publicity Department.
"I'll just wait until you, Editor-in-Chief Jiang, take over," Director Zhang continued:
"There is a printing factory across the street. It used to be the printing factory of "Children's Weekly". The equipment is the same as that of Pujiang Daily, but you may need to hire a few more workers..."
At this moment, Jiang Hai stopped talking and took out a notebook to listen and write down.
Not a single detail was missed: "What are the organizational requirements for the content of this newspaper?"
Director Zhang was about to tell him this: "This newspaper must be political and ideological, but also intellectual and interesting."
Jiang Hai nodded and wrote them down one by one. He wanted everything.
Director Zhang emphatically reminded: "You can make up your own mind about the specific content, but this newspaper must have its own characteristics."
Jiang Hai repeated: "Remember, you must create your own characteristics!"
Director Zhang also had the most crucial words: "Comrade Jiang Hai, do you still remember what you said in the advertising business application you submitted?"
Jiang Hai looked up at him and quickly recalled the contents of the application until he thought of this sentence:
"As a chief editor, I insist on developing advertising business, supporting myself, developing myself, and not causing any more trouble to the organization."
Hearing this, Director Zhang nodded happily.
Similarly, Jiang Hai also hopes so.
At the same time, Section Chief Yuan of the Red Star Daily Chemical Factory had no choice but to put on the blue work clothes of a warehouse keeper.
After more than half a month of running, no newspaper was willing to publish an advertisement, including the previous "Pujiang Daily".
Seeing a warehouse full of Red Star high-end shampoo, Director Hong of the daily chemical factory was so angry that he demoted Yuan Kangmei from the chief of the business department to the warehouse.
Let him guard these tens of thousands bottles of Red Star shampoo every day.
Jiang Hai was humming all the way as he rode a 28-inch sedan into the Pujiang Daily.
As soon as I entered the gate, I saw a black car parked in the courtyard of the newspaper office.
Jiang Hai turned around and took a second look.
suddenly,
"Jiang Hai, why are you here so late?"
Wei Yuanxing, who just turned fifty this year, walked down the stairs with a smile: "Although you are already the deputy editor, you still have to abide by the rules and regulations of the newspaper."
Jiang Hai looked at his old leader with surprise on his face, why he felt that he was more natural than him.
Not even the slightest bit...
"Editor-in-Chief Wei," Jiang Hai couldn't help but admire the other person's shamelessness: "You are finally back!"
Wei Yuan walked over and held Jiang Hai's hand tightly. He had really underestimated him before.
He never imagined that a chief editor of the supplement department could actually bring "Pujiang Daily" back to life.
"Come on, come on," Wei Yuanxing pulled Jiang Hai to the side of the car:
"This is a car that the city just sent to our newspaper office. Do you want to get in and try it out?"
