Chapter 202 The golden treasure map in 'Oriental Metropolis Daily'
"Is it a blessing or a curse?"
Liu Xiaoqing smiled reluctantly, but still nodded vigorously, opened the door and walked out with a sudden heart.
On the way to the dormitory management office, Liu Xiaoqing's heart couldn't stop beating wildly.
Although she thought it was unlikely, she was still worried that she would hear some unacceptable notifications on the phone.
For example, an order to return to Chengdu Repertory Theater immediately.
"Isn't this Liu Xiaoqing? What are you doing in such a hurry?"
Just as I was thinking more and more confused, a familiar voice suddenly came from the roadside.
"Secretary Ma," Liu Xiaoqing raised his head and stopped immediately: "I'm going to the front building to take a call."
"Then you go quickly," Secretary Ma, who was chatting with his colleagues, said with a serious face, "Don't forget to leave the inspection to me tomorrow."
"Hey~"
Liu Xiaoqing looked embarrassed and quickly walked over with his head lowered.
After a while, she saw a telephone receiver placed on the table in the management office.
"Hurry up and pick it up," the person on duty in the room saw that she hadn't reached out yet, so he kindly reminded her, "Don't keep the other party waiting."
"good,"
Liu Xiaoqing nodded, as if he had made up his mind, he grabbed the phone and said, "Hello, I'm Liu Xiaoqing."
"Hello, this is Comrade Liu Xiaoqing, I am from Yanjing Film Studio..."
A few minutes later, Liu Xiaoqing put on the receiver in a daze, still looking confused.
"What's wrong, Xiaoqing?" The comrade in the window saw that her expression was wrong: "Is nothing wrong?"
"No," Liu Xiaoqing came back to his senses, smiled and shook his head: "What can happen to me, thank you."
"Why are you so polite!"
Liu Xiaoqing, who looked anxious before but now looked bright, was about to leave but then turned back.
Not long after, Jiang Shan, who was far away in Pujiang City, picked up the phone on his desk.
"Hey, Oriental City..."
"Is it Jiangshan?"
As soon as the other party opened his mouth, Liu Xiaoqing heard it: "It's me, Liu Xiaoqing."
"Sister Xiaoqing?" Jiang Shan called very smoothly: "You are so busy, why did you remember to call me?"
"What are you busy with?" Liu Xiaoqing grinned from the corners of his mouth to his ears: "I almost didn't get sent back."
"what happened?"
Jiang Shan counted with his fingers and felt that the other party was not in trouble yet: "Who is causing trouble for you? Do you need my help?"
"You have already helped me," Liu Xiaoqing's hearty laughter rang on the phone.
"Really?" Jiang Shan held the receiver between his neck and kept working: "How did I help you? I don't even know."
"Didn't you write an article about me? It was reprinted by the Yanjing Daily. Guess what? Just now, the Yanjing Movie..."
Liu Xiaoqing, who was originally worried about not being able to stay at Bayi Film Studio, actually received an invitation call from Yanjing Film Studio.
Not only did he ask her if she was willing to transfer the relationship to Yanjing Studio, but she also asked her if she had any additional requirements.
At this moment, Liu Xiaoqing was so happy that she almost sang and danced.
"Really?" Jiang Shan stopped the pen in his hand: "Just because of my article, Yanjing Film Studio will send you away?"
"Of course," Liu Xiaoqing emphasized seriously: "The comrades at Renyan Film Factory have said so. After their director read the article in the newspaper..."
"hehe!"
"What are you talking about?"
"It's nothing, just a little unexpected."
"Do you have time to come to Yanjing recently?" At this moment, Liu Xiaoqing wanted to see Jiang Shan immediately: "I must treat you to a good meal."
"Not recently," Jiang Shan refused decisively: "My second brother is getting married on National Day, so he will definitely not be able to leave."
"Your second brother is getting married? It's National Day?"
"right."
"Why didn't you tell me this earlier?"
"Why are you talking about this? I'm not getting married."
After talking to Jiang Shan on the phone, Liu Xiaoqing skipped all the way back.
As soon as I opened the door of the dormitory, I couldn't wait to shout: "Pess, I really told you."
"Is it a good thing?" Looking at Liu Xiaoqing with a smile on his face, Chen Peisi also laughed.
"Guess what? It was actually a call from Yan Film Studio."
"Yan Film Studio," Chen Peisi's eyes suddenly widened: "They asked you to make a movie again?"
"It's better than this," Liu Xiaoqing raised his eyebrows proudly: "They actually asked me if I wanted to work in their factory."
"Really?" Chen Peisi stood up directly: "Is there a formal establishment?"
"Yes, formal establishment, single dormitory," Liu Xiaoqing became more and more excited as she spoke: "I have all of them, and you asked me if I have any other requirements."
"This is really pie in the sky."
"It's pie in the sky," said Liu Xiaoqing, a shrewd person: "I think it must have something to do with Jiang Shan's report."
"Yes, I feel that way too."
"So, I just called Jiang Shan again. I originally wanted to invite him to come to Yanjing to play, but unfortunately his second brother is getting married soon and he can't leave."
"He can't leave, but we can go there!"
"Yeah, why didn't I think of that?"
Liu Xiaoqing's eyes lit up, and then he rolled his eyes at the other person: "Us? Why are you joining us to join in the fun?"
"I've been fine lately. I just happened to go over and meet up with old friends," Chen Peisi thought to herself:
"Besides, "Look at This Family" will be released soon. I wonder if Jiangshan... can also interview me!"
"Hahahaha," Liu Xiaoqing looked at the other person up and down: "Yes, let's go together, so it's good to have company on the way."
After all, having one more similar report can give me some confidence.
"Let's go," Liu Xiaoqing handed him over with a look: "Come with me to the street to buy gifts. Jiangshan's second brother is getting married. I can't go there empty-handed."
"Count me in, getting married is a big deal, so don't be stingy with gifts."
Comrade Liu Xiaoqing, who was smiling like a flower, took another look at the newspaper on the table before going out.
I said silently in my heart: Jiangshan, wait for me!
At the same time, Comrade Pan Hong, who was far away at Emei Film Studio in Chengdu, was also reading the same article.
"A drop of blood was left on the stone steps of the hundred-step ladder... What a wonderful writing!"
This was the first time Pan Hong had seen such an article in a newspaper.
Suddenly, her eyes focused: "The author...Jiang Shan? This article was actually written by Jiang Shan?"
Since early in the morning, colleagues in the workplace have been discussing this article in Chengdu Daily.
In everyone's exchanges, one can hear obvious jealousy and envy.
It was no different from how she was feeling right now.
"It would be great if Jiang Shan could write an interview for me!"
Comrade Pan Hong, who was sitting in the conference room, was no longer in the mood for the meeting.
When she thought about the movie "The Distressed Smile" that would be released soon, she couldn't sit still.
This is a film starring her. If she can also publish an interview news, then... no...
Just as I was thinking beautifully, suddenly a question came from the conference room.
"Xiao Pan, are you okay? Why is your face so red?"
"Me," Pan Hong explained simply, "Director Wang, I'm a little uncomfortable. I seem to have a fever."
"If you have a fever, go to the infirmary quickly."
"Hey, I'll go back first."
As soon as she walked out of the door of the conference room, Pan Hong quickened her pace and gradually started running.
Not long after, Jiang Shan, who was sitting quietly in the office drawing pictures, picked up the phone again.
"Hello, Oriental Metropolis Daily."
"Hey," Pan Hong's voice, like Jiangshan's, is also very recognizable: "Is it Jiangshan?"
"Yes, I am Jiangshan." After saying that, Jiangshan raised his eyelids: "Excuse me, are you...?"
"I'm Pan Hong!"
"Pan Hong, I said the voice sounded so familiar."
Advertising planner Corey, Jiang Zhuangzhuang and Ding Lingling looked at each other.
Then he curled his lips at the same time, saying that his boss was different.
The person who came to see him was either Liu Xiaoqing or Pan Hong.
"Tell me, we haven't contacted each other for a long time, and I don't know how to give my sister a call,"
Pan Hongyi was at her desk, twirling the phone cord in her hand: "What have you been busy with recently?"
"I haven't gone anywhere recently," Jiang Shan said on the phone: "My brother is getting married on National Day, so I have to stay and help."
"Your brother is getting married?" Pan Hong's big eyes flashed: "What help can a big man like you do? It's enough if I go!"
"Huh?" Jiang Shan was stunned: "The family is busy with this matter, so there is no need for your help."
"Don't be polite to me," Pan Hong stretched her head and looked at the calendar on the table: "Wait for me, sister will be here soon."
"It's really not necessary..."
Before Jiang Shan finished speaking, there was only a beeping sound left in the receiver.
"Boss," Ding Lingling looked at Jiang Shan in disbelief: "Could it be that Pan Hong is also coming to attend your second brother's wedding?"
"This is too exaggerated," Jiang Zhuangzhuang's eyes widened: "There is Liu Xiaoqing in the front and Pan Hong in the back!"
Ding Lingling's mind was spinning rapidly: "Boss, where will Brother Jiang He's wedding be held? Don't forget to save a seat for me."
"Yes, yes, I'm going too," Jiang Zhuangzhuang also reacted:
"In Brother Jiang He's wedding, we will definitely see many dubbing actors from the translation studio."
"It's just a joke," Jiang Shan didn't take it seriously at all: "Only innocent boys and girls like you would believe it."
However, he was really looking forward to his second brother's wedding.
In Dongjing City, Japan, today is the day when Yu Sigui goes to the Dongjing Bank to submit the bid confirmation letter.
After roughly paying attention, I estimate that more than a dozen advertising companies participated in this advertising bidding.
Feeling stressed, Yu Sigui hurriedly left the bank.
Just now, at the same time as submitting the confirmation letter, each advertising company received a bidding specification.
Yu Sigui glanced around a few times and discovered that Dongjing Bank had set Sumitomo Bank's advertisement as a benchmark case this time.
"In the prepared videotape," Yu Sigui asked the assistant beside him: "Are there any advertisements for Sumitomo Bank?"
"Yes," the assistant nodded: "It has been recorded."
"very good."
What worries her most now is that Comrade Jiangshan doesn't understand what a bank ATM is.
Although during the time he lived in Dongjing, Jiangshan accompanied him to the bank and had access to automatic teller machines.
But in her opinion, that little knowledge is almost as good as none.
Therefore, not only did we prepare a lot of bank advertisements this time, but we also specially included a video on how to use an ATM machine.
I hope this guy has enough brains to provide her with some inspiration.
I don’t know if I will be able to present a satisfactory advertising creative idea when I step into Dongjing Bank again.
Until the moment she got on the flight back to China, Yu Sigui felt relaxed.
Regardless of whether it can be done or not, Yu Sigui couldn't help but smile at the thought of seeing Jiangshan soon.
…
Zhang Junfeng, the second detachment of the Infrastructure Gold Command, who was dressed in military uniform, secretly took out an old newspaper before going on a mission.
"There are green onions on the mountain, and silver below," he whispered:
"There are sage on the mountain, and gold below. Because wild onions and wild garlic often grow luxuriantly in areas rich in sulfates... It sounds reasonable, but what does this sage look like?"
After scratching his head, Zhang Junfeng opened another newspaper.
As before, this is also an "Oriental Metropolis Daily".
These two newspapers were mailed to him by family members far away in Pujiang.
He was quite puzzled at first, but he didn't understand until he read the letter he sent home.
It turned out that these two newspapers actually published popular science articles on how to find gold mines.
But Zhang Junfeng did not hand over these two copies of "Oriental Metropolis Daily" to the detachment leader at the first time.
In his opinion, this matter was a bit unscientific, so he might as well stay and see for himself.
The second newspaper article looked more detailed.
"Dianthus, also known as the companion grass of gold mines, blooms between April and October, and has poor survival ability..."
Zhang Junfeng looked at the accompanying picture and carefully noted the appearance of the dianthus flowers.
"In the wild, it is difficult to see large areas of wild dianthus flowers, unless there are gold mines hidden underground.
If you see more than 10 carnations per square meter of land in the wild, there are nine out of ten gold mines hidden underground..."
Before setting off to carry out the mission, Zhang Junfeng carefully memorized the details in the article twice.
"Junfeng, hurry up," a comrade in the same room reminded loudly: "The captain is already calling for a gathering."
"coming."
Zhang Junfeng quickly put away the newspaper, put his tool bag on his back and ran out.
The second detachment, which is performing a treasure hunting mission in Anhui, will head to the next destination if there is no more harvest.
"We have already changed places several times,"
My comrades in the same car can't seem to cheer up these days: "I heard that the first detachment has discovered another gold mine in Shandong."
"I've also heard that our detachment has the worst luck."
Zhang Junfeng on the side suddenly lost the excitement he had when he first got in the car.
Can such a hard-to-find gold mine be discovered with just a few lines of newspaper?
Don’t the leaders know these treasure hunting experiences?
He really didn't have to doubt that the knowledge of the past could not be so easily purified and summarized as that of later generations.
Even though it was recorded in ancient books, this golden army still had to wait until 1983 before being informed by an expert by chance.
As the truck's bumps gradually intensified, today's detection destination finally arrived.
The soldiers of the second detachment jumped out of the truck one after another, including Comrade Zhang Junfeng.
I wish all the readers a happy Mid-Autumn Festival and good health.
