173. Chapter 167: Benevolence does not lead troops, justice does not lead soldiers (double)
Chapter 167: Benevolence does not lead troops, justice does not carry out justice (present a large seal with both hands to apologize to all the judges)
Factory Director Jiang said a few words to the factory floor, which made every employee in the workshop work more energetically.
In their view, the young man standing outside the window has actually trained them into all-round talents who can produce and sell.
The factory director said, in this case, why do we need outsiders to step in?
It’s better for everyone to do it themselves!
I would be happier if I couldn’t take all the profits myself!
In the future, I can produce as many production tasks as I want.
The more we produce, the more profit the factory will make.
Relying on the plastic toys in these cartoons, their Jiangning Toy Factory will surely embark on a rapid rise.
Jiang Shan and Jiang He glanced at Factory Director Jiang at the same time.
With this little momentum, I really underestimated the other party in the past.
"The leader's mind is just different," Jiang Shan winked at his second brother: "In this case, we won't delay everyone's making money."
Director Jiang smiled slightly without even looking at Jiangshan.
He must keep smiling at this moment and never let the other party see the little bit of guilt he has left.
The charm of those piles of big black things has long surpassed the kindness Jiangshan showed to the factory before.
When the factory director didn't respond, Accountant Chen smiled and said, "Manager Jiang, let me send you two out."
"No need to bother," Jiang Shan tightened the bag in his hand: "We know where the door is."
"Hey, I'll give it away... I still have to give it away."
When he walked out of the gate of Jiangning Toy Factory again, Comrade Jiangshan couldn't help but think of the first time he came here.
The simple and warm welcome scene is still vivid in my mind.
As I walked quickly to the bank, I couldn't help but sigh: "No wonder township and village enterprises are developing so fast."
"What do you mean?" Jiang He turned around and asked.
"You see, if Director Jiang has an idea, he can implement it immediately. If it were a factory in the city, it would take half a year just to hold meetings and go through the procedures."
"From what you say, Director Jiang and the others have done the right thing?"
"Benevolence does not lead soldiers, justice does not carry out justice," Jiang Shan glanced at the bank not far away: "No one can tell what is right or wrong."
"Anyway, I don't like this person."
"I don't like it now either."
"I don't want to watch him make money."
"Haha," Jiang Shan looked at his second brother and suddenly felt that he was a little cute:
"It's not that easy for him to make this kind of money, just a laminated plastic toy with no technical content? Haha, it's hard to say!"
When he saw the same backlog of colored soaps outside a movie theater in Yanjing, Jiang Shan immediately thought of closing the plastic toy business.
Who doesn’t know how to copy homework?
When Director Jiang thought he was smart, all the smart people were probably already lining up on the road.
"Let's go," Jiang Shan quickened his pace: "Save the money first and then talk."
"OK."
In these days, the People's Bank of China did not have computers or ATMs.
There were several large notices and slogans posted on the wall, and people were lying on the high counter.
Several female staff wearing protective sleeves were pulling abacus beads at the counter with serious faces.
However, what is different from before is that this time the female staff actually has professional speaking skills:
"Hello comrade, now there are three-year fixed deposits and five-year fixed deposits to choose from. If you choose a three-year fixed deposit, you can..."
Balabala, this is what happened.
When I walked out of the bank gate later, Jiangshan and Jianghe still echoed in my ears.
"What were I talking about that day?" Jiang Shan recalled the previous conversation with his second brother: "The bank has also started to move."
"It's true," Jiang He also remembered: "It sounds pretty good."
At this time, Jiangshan thought about the future treasury bonds: "It will be even worse in two years."
"how do you know?"
"...This is just my hope."
In this era, most of the time is spent on the road!
Fortunately, Taicang is not far from Pujiang River. When the brothers hurried back to Anhe Street, the sun had not completely set.
The disgraced Comrade Jiangshan was covered in sweat.
The light blue t-shirt she was wearing was almost transparent.
You can see the sea soul sweatshirt inside at a glance.
It's uncomfortable to wear it, but it won't work if you don't wear it, otherwise it will be designated to reveal some points.
At this moment, he just wanted to rush into the small courtyard and throw cold water on his head, but it was a pity that there were two female students living there.
"country,"
Suddenly, a familiar voice and a familiar figure appeared at the gate of No. 51.
"Zhang Lu," Jiang Shan wiped the sweat from his forehead after seeing the person clearly: "How did you find my home?"
At this moment, Zhang Lu was also sweating like rain: "It's too hot today. Gutai asked me to bring you some good things."
"Hurry up," Jiang Shan hurriedly greeted inside: "Please come in quickly."
"I've been in there several times," Zhang Lu approached Jiangshan and said with a smile, "I just carried your things into the house with the driver."
"I said that car on the roadside looks familiar. It turns out to be from a TV station!"
"You should keep an eye on it when you get back," Zhang Lu reminded in particular: "Everything on the outside of the box is well marked, including four of our TV stations and two of Yanjing TV stations."
Before coming, Gutai repeatedly told me that Comrade Xiao Jiang must be able to tell the difference at a glance.
"And from Yanjing TV Station?" Jiang Shan really didn't expect it.
"They are all there, they are all there," Zhang Lu patted Jiang Shan's shoulder with envy in his eyes: "Hurry up and go home and have a look, I'll go back first..."
Seeing Zhang Lu's mysterious expression, Jiang Shan and Jiang He threw away their arms and rushed home.
At this time, in the small courtyard, the onlookers were not willing to disperse.
When he turned around and saw Jiang He with a cold face, he slowly dispersed with interest.
Before leaving, I did not forget to say a few words of curiosity.
"Third brother, where did these things come from?"
"That's right, how much does it cost to buy a household appliance with water?"
"Do you have enough use of this electric fan at home? How about giving me one?"
Li Ruocheng, who was holding a big cattail leaf fan, said with a straight face: "I have told you many times that these are all collected by Lao Jiang's family by asking people from all over the world."
"Three children make money together," Li Huaiying also said: "If you have any questions about buying a few home appliances, just go home and cook."
As the neighbors gradually dispersed, Jiang Shan could clearly see several large cardboard boxes piled in the middle of the small courtyard.
"Oh,"
"Oh my god," even Jiang He, who usually had no mood swings, was surprised.
"Don't worry about it," Li Ruocheng waved his fan and said, "Let's move back to the house quickly."
"Why!"
Jiang Chuan and Ying Ruhua, who were dumbfounded on the side, also quickly stepped forward and started working.
When everything was settled, I saw that they had been moved into several large cardboard boxes at Lao Jiang's house.
The eyes of those standing around were full of surprises.
Jiang Shan stepped forward and took a closer look: "Yanjing TV station has one fan and one tape recorder, and Pujiang TV station has... two fans and two tape recorders."
The further back you go, the louder your voice gets.
Li Ruocheng looked amused: "They say our Pujiang is stingy, but I don't think so!"
Li Huaiying nodded immediately: "That's right."
"Brother," Jiang Chuan was already smiling from ear to ear: "Can you give me a tape recorder?"
"You like it?"
"Of course I do."
“Just pick one if you like it!”
"Thank you, brother, I'm the best."
Jiang Chuan and Ying Ruhua looked at each other, both smiling.
Li Ruocheng patted Jiang Shan on the shoulder, his eyes were open today.
The old man has not seen such a generous material reward in many years: "Jiang Laosan, you are really good."
Li Huaiying also pursed his lips and smiled: "Third brother, you are becoming more and more promising."
Seeing other people's children dividing the spoils, the two old men wisely withdrew.
"Uncle Li," Jiang Shan raised his hand and pointed: "What do you like? You always pick one!"
"This kid," Li Huaiying quickly patted Jiang Shan's hand, "I don't know how to protect the wealth I saved so easily."
"Hey!" Jiang Shan felt his heart warm when he heard this.
"Listen to your aunt," Li Ruocheng glared at Jiang Shan: "You can't say this in front of outsiders, there will be a long time to come!"
"I'm not following you..."
"Tsk," Uncle Li raised his eyebrows.
"I listen to you, and I will protect you from now on."
The sky was getting darker, and the sound of two households taking turns splashing water in the small courtyard really dampened the heat for them.
Ying Ruhua was sitting at the desk, gnawing on watermelon and staring at the note on the wall.
Over time, the area where the notes were spread became larger and larger.
Whether the people in this room are watching a movie or reading a novel...
A note with one or two words of encouragement will appear on this wall on time every day.
"A trip to this world, be positive."
"You're still young, don't just do it."
"Are you in a daze? It's time to wake up."
"My little brother seems to know what we are doing,"
After reading a few words against the wall, Jiang Chuan smiled and curled his lips: "Ruhua, we will know the test results tomorrow, are you nervous?"
Ying Ruhua held her head with both hands and continued to be in a daze: "The calligraphy is so beautiful."
"What word?" Jiang Chuan put his hands on Ruhua's shoulders: "Are you nervous?"
"Why are you nervous?" Ying Ruhua blinked, "I never passed the exam."
"That's true."
"Look at this sentence," Ruhua pointed to one of the notes: "Why can I bear the hardships of life but not the hardships of study?"
"..."
"I feel so comfortable at your house," Ruhua looked up at Jiangchuan behind him, "I almost forgot what my father said before he left."
"Xiao Hua," Ying Ruhua imitated her father's tone: "Study hard, you will only have to rely on yourself in the future."
"It's pretty similar to what I learned."
"Hehe," Ruhua felt the same way, and said with a naive smile, "Fortunately, I haven't forgotten it yet."
Jiang Shan stood outside the door with a hand that wanted to knock on the door.
I always feel that this girl always says the saddest words in the most cheerful tone.
After a while, he finally turned around and retreated.
At this moment, Ying Ruhua in the room was facing the notes all over the wall, drawing one stroke at a time.
"Are you really ready to follow this practice?"
Jiang Chuan looked at his little brother's calligraphy, then looked down at Ruhua's serious face: "My little brother's calligraphy is not so easy to learn."
"It doesn't matter. If I can learn half of it, I'll be satisfied."
Jiang Hai had already discovered this before them.
When he saw the masterpiece on the wall for the first time, he felt that Lao San's neat pen calligraphy was much more beautiful than his usual scrawls.
Gradually, every time I came over to copy, I started to learn it one stroke at a time.
The building of Oriental Metropolis Newspaper was originally converted from a primary school.
Therefore, this newspaper office has an unusual feature.
Two offices separated from one classroom will definitely have a large blackboard on the wall.
At this moment, Jiang Shan was standing in front of the blackboard waving the chalk in his hand.
"Increase brand awareness, quickly explore new markets, quickly digest inventory, and quickly withdraw funds."
Jiang Zhuangzhuang read a few big characters and said, "Boss, is this the main task of our department in the future?"
"That's right," Jiang Shan said while writing, "These words are not only for us to read, but also for our customers."
As early as in Yanjing, Jiangshan had this plan.
As the saying goes, speak for yourself first, and then advertise to others.
"I've been practicing the advertising fonts these days when I'm not at home, right?"
"That's natural," Ding Lingling raised the manuscript paper in her hand: "Look at me, even normal manuscripts now have advertising fonts."
"That's great." Jiang Shan thought it was not a bad thing: "Whenever you make a move in the future, others will know that you are advertising people."
"Haha, it's true."
"Head, please teach us more."
"Okay," Jiang Shan thought about it carefully: "I will teach you the composition of some advertising posters later."
"anything else?"
"besides……"
"What are you talking about? You are so happy."
While they were chatting happily inside, the voice of editor-in-chief Jiang Hai came in from outside.
The three of them looked around and saw Director Zhang of the Municipal Propaganda Department, accompanied by Comrade Jiang Hai, walking in with a smile.
"Director Zhang," Jiang Shan hurriedly greeted him: "Why are you free to visit our newspaper office today?"
Whether it is the approval of the newspaper's start-up capital or the subsequent increase in news indicators.
This chapter's support for "Oriental Metropolis Daily" has always been visible to the naked eye.
"Section Chief Jiang," Director Zhang said with a smile, "Since the publicity work on family planning, we haven't seen each other for a while!"
"Isn't that right?" Jiang Shan personally made a cup of tea for the leader: "Are you still satisfied with the last family planning slogan?"
"Originally, I was really satisfied with it," Zhang Chu said, still unforgettable:
"Later, after I saw the propaganda slogans of other provinces and cities, the words were simply not too... If you are interested, you can go and find out more."
"Oh?" Jiang Shan knew that he was lagging behind: "It seems that I didn't give you a face last time. The main problem is..."
He turned back and glanced at the other two: "Our department is full of young people, not even married yet, and they have little experience in childbirth."
"That's true," Zhang Chu nodded. It seemed that professional matters had to be left to professionals:
"Then...I wonder if you have any experience in this matter?"
Jiang Shan looked sincere: "If you have anything to do, just ask me."
Jiang Hai also joined in: "Don't worry, Zhang Chu. Our Section Chief Jiang has no experience in childbirth, but he is quite good at other things."