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152. Chapter 150 We didn’t have it in the previous life, and it’s even less likely that we’ll see each other again in the next life.

 Chapter 150 We didn’t have it in the past life, and it’s even less likely that we’ll see each other again in the next life.

"Section Chief, I just heard something outside,"

Ding Lingling just walked into the office and closed the door mysteriously.

Jiang Shan, who was reading the newspaper, smiled and made no noise.

Anyway, even if you don't ask, she will tell you.

Jiang Zhuangzhuang, who had been lowering his head to fiddle with the camera, raised his head first: "What did you hear again?"

"Editor Cai was spotted by a publishing house," Ding Lingling picked up the water glass on the table and drank a few sips.

"Which publishing house have you chosen?"

Hearing this, Jiang Shan became interested. Editor Cai can be regarded as a general of the newspaper: "Is your news reliable?"

Ding Lingling raised her eyebrows: "It has been spread throughout the supplement department that he was a good friend of Lao Cai in the past. The first person he thought of after he was reinstated was Lao Cai."

"It seems that people care about talents wherever they go." Jiang Shan nodded firmly and didn't ask any more questions.

"Will Editor-in-Chief Cai come over?"

"Definitely not. How successful is he in our newspaper?" Ding Lingling looked at Jiang Shan curiously: "Section Chief, if Editor Cai wants to be transferred, will the editor-in-chief let him go?"

"There's no need to ask, of course I won't do it." If it were Jiangshan, he would have made the same choice: "Talents have to be snatched."

Two days have passed since the day when the advertising contract was signed.

Several daily chemical and soap factories in Pujiang City have successively received notices from the Light Industry Bureau.

There are not many words in the notice and the content is very simple.

[In order to protect the interests of soap advertisers, any customer who has not participated in colored soap advertisements is strictly prohibited from selling colored soaps publicly during the time when movie advertisements are broadcast.

At that time, full-time personnel will be responsible for inspection and correction. If you have any objections, you can submit a letter to the relevant functional department...]

Director Cao of Pujiang Daily Chemicals sat quietly in his office for a long time as soon as he received this notice.

According to my past temper, I will definitely report it to everyone.

But, what will be the result of doing that?

Let’s not talk about whether we will be stuck in the city bureau. What will happen even if we meet with the superiors?

Think with your butt and know that you will put the overall situation first.

If you don't get anything done, you'll offend everyone.

"Oh, why bother?"

Factory Director Cao thought about it carefully for a while, wasn't it just a matter of three thousand yuan!

What path did you follow in the first place?

Is it just to compete with Red Star?

"Forget it," Director Cao shook his head and slowly picked up the phone: "I'd better settle this matter first."

When it was almost time to get off work, Director Yang from the Light Industry Bureau received several calls in succession.

The style of the phone calls is very unified, and they are all for the same thing, strongly requesting to participate in this movie advertising activity.

"This is going to be difficult," Director Yang said in every phone call: "The contract has been handed over to Oriental Metropolis Daily a long time ago. Even if I want to add it to you, it won't work!"

Soon, editor-in-chief Jiang Hai, who was holding a pre-editing meeting, also received the same calls one after another...

Editor-in-Chief Jiang, who had planned his rhetoric long ago, came to exploit each one.

"How is it?" Jiang Shan on the side said with bright eyes: "You all agreed?"

"Chief Jiang," Jiang Hai, who had put on the phone, looked at the third child and smacked his lips: "Why do I always feel... we are taking advantage of the situation!"

"It's obviously just the icing on the cake," Jiang Shan would never admit it to his death: "Becoming an advertising partner with our newspaper is actually their blessing."

"That's true," Cai Wensheng agreed. He was very confident in the content of his supplement: "The circulation of our metropolitan newspaper has already exceeded 100,000."

Comrade Jiang Hai shook his head and decided to continue finalizing the draft.

"There have been more and more letters from readers of the serialized novel "Before Dawn" recently. When the serialization ends next month, can we also make a collection of it like "Latent"?"

"This is a good idea and can be published in the weekend edition in two to three weeks."

""Gunshots of the Secrecy Bureau" will be released in July," Jiang Shan reminded: "If we publish the collection by then, the effect should be better."

"I forgot about this," Jiang Hai opened the desk calendar and added: "Then let's settle it for now."

The moonlight, like water, poured into the courtyard of No. 51.

At this moment, the old cat lying on the eaves was licking his fur paws angrily.

In the small courtyard, inside the three windows with lights on, there is a comrade holding a pen.

"Brother, what is this painting?" Jiang Chuan, who had given up his homework, stood next to his brother and asked curiously: "Is it a big-headed doll?"

"Absolutely," Jiang Shan picked up one of the drawings: "Do you think our dad's company can have such furry fabrics?"

Jiangshan really doesn't know anything about today's fabric market.

"Furry? There should be," Jiang Chuan thought carefully: "Why don't you go and ask tomorrow."

Jiang Shan originally had this plan: "Okay, I will go directly to my mother's house after get off work tomorrow and come back after dinner."

"Brother, Ruhua and I are going too."

"Let's go together." Jiang He on the side said slowly: "Go back and get a household registration book. Xiaoxiao and I will get the certificate the day after tomorrow."

Jiang Shan and his younger sister immediately turned to look at their second brother excitedly.

The other party was still in a calm state.

After a while, he smiled slightly and said, "She took the initiative."

"Tsk, tsk, tsk," Jiang Shan smacked his lips and shook his head: "Let me see how long you can continue to be arrogant."

Jiang Chuan's eyes were full of joy: "Second brother, is Sister Xiaoxiao good at math? Can you help us study in the future?"

The next second, Jiang He's expression returned to calm, and he was not ready to answer this academic question.

On May 20, the month-long "June 1 Children's Film Exhibition" finally opened.

During this month, various movie theaters filmed quite intensively.

We didn’t have it in the previous life, and it’s even less likely to meet again in the next life.

There are 29 children's feature films from the 1950s to the present, 47 art cartoons, and 5 newly released art and feature films.

It is said to last for one month, but in fact, most movie theaters have extended the broadcast period of the film until the end of the summer vacation.

At this time, the entrances of some mainstream movie theaters and the sidewalks were decorated with lanterns and colorful decorations, and uniformly planned soap exhibition stalls were scattered around them.

Posters of colorful soap cartoons were posted on both the booth and the back of the booth.

Not only that, various soap factories also specially organized employees to wear costumes of puppets from cartoons.

In this day and age, who has seen this scene?

Both adults and children are immediately childlike.

As a result, groups of adults and children who walked out of the cinema once again flocked to the commercial exhibition area outside the venue.

It's okay if you don't come, but you have to pay quickly when you come.

"Look, isn't that the colored soap from the cartoon just now?"

"It's true, there's an exact same painting posted next to it."

"It looks quite beautiful."

“Why do so many people buy it?”

"Hold the child."

"Where's the child?"

"I'm touching Sun Wukong's tail."

"There's one ahead of us, let's take two steps forward."

"Mom, I want a red one."

"Buy more, it's only two cents a piece."

"..."

Several large dolls have been surrounded by children for a long time.

At this moment, if a discerning person takes a closer look, he will be able to spot the clues immediately.

Several human-shaped dolls were guiding children towards the two toy booths.

At this time, the mountains and rivers are standing in the distance and watching quietly.

Some time ago, they made a special trip back to Sioux City.

Jiang Shan made a special trip to find Factory Director Jiang to discuss something.

About the commissioned sale of animated dolls.

Since we have already entrusted the manufacturer to provide samples for processing, we might as well entrust the manufacturer to sell them on our behalf.

For every doll sold, the other party can get 1 cent of sales commission.

This is the first time that Director Jiang has heard of such a consignment sales cooperation method.

He carefully calculated in his mind that foreign investors had commissioned the factory to produce a total of 500,000 dolls.

If you sell everything yourself, you will get a sales commission of 5,000 yuan.

The 26 employees in the factory are...

Where can I find such good things?

What allowed him to make up his mind quickly was that the employees led by Factory Director Jiang not only had theoretical knowledge, but also had sales experience.

The tens of thousands of Journey to the West teams that were sold years ago were not sold by them, but it only took a few days of effort.

The methods that Editor Jiang taught at that time had long been stale in people’s minds.

On one side, they sent people to organize sales at the entrance of the cinema, and on the other side, they sent people to various major shopping malls to ask if they had this product for sale.

At that time, even before the salesmen had time to dispatch, shopping malls came to ask for goods.

Therefore, the flexible director Jiang immediately decided not only to launch sales activities in Pujiang, but also to expand markets in Suzhou, Nanjing, and Hangzhou at the same time.

Jiang Shan admired Director Jiang's easy-to-understand way of thinking, and he also thought about it in his mind.

500,000 dolls, a profit of 1 cent per doll, if the sales go well, this time it will bring them 50,000 yuan in revenue.

The key is that it doesn't take much effort.

Both sides think beautifully!

For a long time afterwards, this business model that combined production and sales directly boosted the output value of township enterprises.

Many years later, many economists were lamenting.

In the early 1980s, they were worried that large amounts of additional money would trigger a series of inflationary crises.

But what is very surprising is that these potential crises were eventually offset by the rapid rise of township and village enterprises.

The wild economy that has been left unchecked is actually stronger than the state-owned enterprises that it has painstakingly supported.

No one can explain the mystery of it clearly.

Just like in Pujiang now, I don’t know since when, the open space in front of the cinema has turned into a commercial area surrounding film and television.

If you think about it carefully, it should be attributed to the bell-bottom popular movies "Manhunt" and "Looking Home".

It was a sunny day on Sunday, and beaming children could be seen everywhere in Pujiang City.

This is the first time that the country holds such a grand "June 1" event.

Everyone from the school to the parents were very cooperative and took their babies to the nearest cinema.

After lunch, Father Jiang and Mother Jiang also led Jiang Xiaoyu and Jiang Xiaobai to the cinema.

"How's it going?" Father Jiang asked the third child with a smile: "Is your father's workshop's craftsmanship impressive?"

The sales situation throughout the morning made Jiang Shan unable to shut up for a long time: "Dad, thanks to these dozens of doll costumes, you see, they are the most popular ones in this market."

"I knew it would be possible to make it and sell it," Father Jiang's unintentional words made Jiang Shan freeze on the spot: "It probably won't work if you sell it to the common people, but if you sell it to capitalists... it's not a bad idea."

"Xiao Jiang, it turns out you have been standing here."

Deputy Director Dai and Director Yang walked over side by side with smiles: "We just came from other cinemas, and the sales are very optimistic."

The two bureau chiefs, who had started patrolling in cars early in the morning, dared to swallow their hearts at this moment.

"Dai Ju Yang," Jiang Shan, who had not gone anywhere, hurriedly greeted him: "I have been observing various movie theaters, but it's a pity that I didn't run into you."

"Isn't this what happened?" Deputy Bureau Dai said with a kind face, "Thank you for your hard work."

Director Yang also stepped forward and patted Jiang Shan on the shoulder: "Well done."

"Two leaders," Jiang Shan introduced with a smile: "This is my dad, the workshop director of the Second Garment Factory. The costumes for the dolls were made overnight in their workshop."

"Oh," the two leaders quickly shook hands with Father Jiang: "Thank you for your hard work, Comrade Jiang, and I asked you to come out to help..."

Father Jiang never expected that he would be thanked by the city bureau leaders for going out today.

Not to mention how proud I am: "He is my youngest son. He has been smart since he was a child, but I have been reminding him that he must listen more to the teachings of leaders."

"Hahaha, you're the one who cultivated me well."

During the entire children's film exhibition, the same sales pattern was performed in Pujiang and surrounding cities.

There was no suspense, both soaps and animated dolls were sold out.

At the end of June, Deputy Director Dai and Director Yang were discussing with each other that they must give Jiang Shan a suitable reward.

Jiang Shan was doing radio exercises in the office when he suddenly received a call from Yanjing.

"Hey, is this Jiangshan?"

Shao Fulin, the master of stamp design, dialed the phone number left by Jiang Shan.

"I am Jiang Shan, who are you?"

"Xiao Jiang," Shao Fulin immediately raised his voice: "I have good news for you. The Gengshen Monkey Ticket has been approved for issuance."

"Are you Teacher Shao?" Jiang Shan asked after guessing.

"Oh, by the way, I forgot to say who I am." Shao Fulin shook his head slightly, it turned out that he also had such excitement.

"Congratulations, Teacher Shao," Jiang Shan was also waiting for this moment: "I told you there would be no problem."

"The stamps of Mr. Qi's collection of works have also been approved." Shao Fulin has been living a smooth life since meeting Jiang Shan: "Xiao Jiang, do you have time to visit Yanjing recently?"

"Going to Yanjing? What do you want?"

Jiang Shan originally had an interview plan. Chen Peisi and Liu Xiaoqing were filming the movie "Look at This Family" during this time.

At this moment, the film has entered the final stage of filming, and it’s time to join in the fun.

"I have nothing to do here," Shao Fulin said with a smile on the phone, "but Lao Huang has brought you Cha Liangyong's novel."

"The Legend of the Condor Heroes?" Jiang Shan was so excited that his hands were shaking.

"Yes," Shao Fulin took advantage of the heat and asked, "Then are you coming or not?"

"We will set off tomorrow," Jiang Shan said firmly, "You and Teacher Huang are waiting for me."

Not long after I put down the phone, the ringing started again.

Jiang Shan, who had not yet recovered from his excitement, quickly picked up the call: "Hello, Dongfang Metropolis Daily Jiang Shan."

"Xiao Jiang," a familiar voice came through the receiver: "The murals at Yanjing Airport are very interesting. Do you want to come over and take a look?"

"Teacher Huang?"

Jiang Shan's eyes lit up, and the next second he burst into laughter: "Are my two owls still alive?"

"Nonsense, she's cuter than me," Huang Yongyu then said in a low voice, "There's a little problem here at Yanjing Airport. Come over and take a look."

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