Half an hour later, when Gu Zhengzheng opened the mooncake box with a smile, the smile on his face immediately froze:
"What is this...that you two brought up all the way?"
Jiang Shan emphasized: "Mooncakes!"
At first glance, it still looks like a mooncake.
But, take a closer look.
Zhang Lu nodded: "When you put it that way, it sounds a bit like it."
"Although it doesn't look very traditional," Jiang Shan said with a smile, "but the advantage is that you can clearly see who is the bean paste and who is the five kernels."
"That's true," Gu Zhengzheng pointed at the box and smiled bitterly: "It's all overflowing, but you can see it if you're not outside."
"The taste is pretty good," Yu Sigui looked at the mooncakes he took the lead in making and said with a smile:
"Uncle Gu, why don't we watch the video first!"
Director Gu shook his head in confusion: "Zhang Lu, let's start when you're ready!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the 17-inch color TV set in the director's room lit up.
During the day, when Jiangshan learned that Yu Sigui had brought some video materials, he immediately contacted Comrade Zhang Lu, who worked at the TV station.
I never thought that this kid would actually tell Gutai about this, and then there was a scene of a group watching the movie in the director's room.
At this moment, Gutai and Zhang Lu were looking more carefully than Jiang Shan.
"I've seen this machine before," Gu Zhengzheng said while looking at the TV: "It's very good. It can automatically spit out money."
"I remember it too," Zhang Lu recalled: "It left a wonderful impression on me."
While staying in Japan, everyone in the team was very concerned about some local high-tech products.
At this moment, the color TV was playing an instruction manual for a bank's automatic teller machine.
Sitting aside, Yu Sigui naturally became a commentator synchronized with the scene.
Soon, after a short popular science video ended, another videotape was inserted into the machine.
"This man looks so familiar,"
At this moment, a new advertisement for HSBC appeared on TV.
Facing Zheng Shaoqiu, who was shooting left and right in the picture, Director Gu always felt like he had seen him somewhere before.
"Do you still remember that party co-organized by Guangdong TV Station and Xiangjiang Wireless?" Jiang Shan reminded from the side: "This guy sang two songs in it."
"I remember," Director Gu was deeply impressed by that party: "Yangcheng New Year's Eve celebration is here in my office, and we can watch it together."
"That's right," Jiang Shan stared at the TV and said, "Look at Gutai, this is Xiangjiang's star advertisement."
After saying that, everyone looked at the TV seriously.
Director Gu, who felt it was not enough, watched it again.
Yu Sigui secretly glanced at Jiang Shan and found that his expression was as relaxed as ever.
It didn’t reveal much of a feeling of discovering a new world.
It seems that this type of celebrity endorsement advertising is nothing new to him.
It makes sense if you think about it carefully. Chief Jiang himself has planned celebrity advertisements.
Jiang Shan didn’t feel much about the first few commercials.
Until Yu Sigui held up the last videotape: "Jiang Shan, you have to watch this next advertisement carefully."
"Oh? Is it important?"
"Dongjing Bank has repeatedly told us," Yu Sigui emphasized: "Their target advertisement this time is Sumitomo Bank."
"I see,"
This was originally a competition between banks. Jiang Shan lit up a cigarette and said, "We have to take a serious look at that."
Upon hearing this, Gu Zhengzheng put out the cigarette in his hand.
In their opinion, the next commercial must be the best.
The opening line of Sumitomo Bank's advertisement is very ordinary.
As soon as I saw it, I appeared in the lobby of a bank.
A young man carrying a backpack pushed open the bank door and walked straight to the automatic teller machine placed next to the wall.
Jiang Shan, who had been watching the TV screen, smiled slightly.
Ask yourself, the basic facilities of the bank shown on TV seem to be quite automated.
If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he wouldn't have dared to imagine it.
Just when Jiang Shan was thinking wildly, a very friendly voice appeared on the TV:
【Welcome! Huh? A-Tuo, why is it you again? 】
Facing the sudden voice, the young man standing in front of the ATM machine replied helplessly: [A friend is having a baby this month. I need to withdraw some money to buy some gifts.]
After speaking, he skillfully took out a bank card and inserted it into the ATM machine with an expressionless face.
[Actually, A-Tuo has reached this age too! 】
Only then did the few people in front of the TV realize that the ordinary sound was coming from an ATM machine.
"Anthropomorphic!" Director Gu muttered to himself after listening to Yu Sigui's explanation.
Jiang Shan nodded intently: "This person seems to come to the bank frequently and has become friends with the machine department."
[Not only me, but also my friends have reached this age, and there are so many gifts that my savings are almost exhausted.]
【I know this better than you,】The ATM machine laughed
[When A-Tuo’s parents helped you open an account, they only deposited 500 yuan at the beginning. As a child, you just stared at it happily. 】
Hearing this, A-Tuo also remembered how excited he was when he saw his name on the bankbook for the first time.
However, he said coldly: [It’s so noisy.]
I don’t care about the ATM, but I still act like a grandma [When you got your first salary, did you buy gifts for your parents?]
【Well, consider buying it!】
[Don’t worry, A-Tuo’s mother has been cheering for you, even though she has gone to heaven!]
A-Tuo lowered his head silently, and then said softly after a while, "When I have a child, I will also open an account with you, and I will start saving from 500 yuan."
The machine chuckled [Wake up, A-Tuo, there is obviously no trace of his girlfriend.]
[It was so noisy.] The young man who had been depressed until now finally laughed out loud.
[Let’s go, see you next time!]
[Welcome again, please bring your belongings with you!]
Compared with the dull pace when he arrived, A-Tuo's footsteps were obviously much lighter now.
It was as if I was not withdrawing money just now, but having a hearty drink with my friends.
The moment he pushed open the glass door, Jiang Shan noticed the eye-catching "Sumitomo Bank" logo on the door.
Afterwards, a young woman who passed by A-Tuo also headed straight for the ATM.
[Hey, sister, you changed your hairstyle...] The same machine sound sounded again.
This is the advertisement for Sumitomo Bank's new listing.
Sumitomo Bank's market share in Japan is not small, but in Dongjing it has always been outnumbered by Dongjing Bank.
Sumitomo Bank was unwilling to give up, so it played the family card in its new advertisement.
[Although I am not a native banker, I still care about everything about you.
Especially my ATM, which is convenient and fast, and the prompt sound is also very pleasant.】
This kind of advertisement that interacts with customers instantly brings the relationship between the bank and customers closer.
Customers who are about to go to the bank to deposit money will feel a wonderful sense of intimacy as soon as they see Sumitomo Bank.
It wasn't until a snowflake appeared on the TV that Yu Sigui couldn't help but say:
"Jiangshan, what you see tonight is the best ATM advertisement in recent years."
"The number is really quite large," Jiang Shan rubbed his eyes.
"This year's Sumitomo Bank advertisement not only stole the limelight from Dongjing Bank, but also stole many of its old customers."
"oh?"
"How is it?" Yu Sigui asked, "What do you think now?"
"Thoughts?" Jiang Shan patted his forehead: "Not yet. Play Sumitomo's advertisement again. I want to take a closer look."
As Sumitomo's commercial played again, Jiang Shan remembered the ATM in his previous life.
[Chaoyang District Public Security Bureau solemnly reminds you: Please do not listen, do not believe, and do not transfer money to strangers...]
I feel like these warning signs are the ones that appear most frequently right after ATM machines.
When we walked out of Pujiang TV Station, the hour hand was already pointing to nine o'clock.
However, there are still many pedestrians on the street.
As time goes by, the number of views of the movie "Little Flower" has gradually increased.
"Go back to the office and pick up your suitcase first,"
After getting off the bus, Jiang Shan walked faster and faster: "Then I'll take you to the guest house."
At this moment, Yu Sigui was probably tired.
On the way back, I barely said a few words.
"Is the guest house close? I really can't walk."
"You will change your shoes later." Jiang Shan glanced at Yu Sigui's high heels: "Did you bring your slippers?"
"What? You still want me to wear slippers to the guest house."
"It doesn't matter, just feel comfortable!"
"...Okay!" Yu Sigui nodded slowly: "That's all."
"Don't worry, our newspaper office is very close to the guest house. We can walk there in less than ten minutes."
As the fluorescent lights in the office lit up, Yu Sigui pushed a suitcase directly in front of Jiang Shan: "Here, I brought it all for you."
"So many?" Jiang Shan said in surprise: "All for me?"
"Of course, in the past few months, whenever I see something good, I must leave a copy for you,"
Seeing how well he said this, Jiang Shan didn't know what to say.
At this moment, Yu Sigui seemed to have temporarily forgotten his fatigue.
She excitedly opened the zipper of the suitcase: "Have you ever seen such a small tape recorder?"
Jiang Shan took the Walkman with eyes full of surprise, and then said in cooperation: "I've never seen it before, this is too advanced!"
"This is called Walkman, a small recorder launched by Sony just this year," Yu Sigui introduced in detail: "This is a headset. You can try it on."
Jiang Shan followed her words, and soon a familiar voice sounded in her ears.
[The small town has many stories and is full of joy and joy. If you come to the small town, you will gain a lot...]
"Is it Teresa Teng's song?" Jiang Shan liked it more and more the more he listened to it: "Besides her, what other tapes did you bring me?"
"I knew you would like it," Yu Sigui rummaged through the box: "Here you go, and I'll give you this one too..."
Soon, tapes after tapes fell into Jiang Shan's hands.
"Olive Tree", "Grandma's Penghu Bay"... but Teresa Teng still has the most songs.
Jiang Shan had asked Huang Hua to find these tapes for him a long time ago, but he never expected that Yu Sigui would bring them to him in the end.
"Don't tell me," Jiang Shan looked at the tape in his hand: "Our tastes are quite similar!"
"Come on," Yu Sigui glanced at him with a smile: "Who doesn't listen to their songs nowadays!"
"I heard that Teresa Teng was arrested when she held a concert in Japan this year?"
"You know all this?" Yu Sigui was surprised: "You are really a qualified reporter."
"Just tell me if this happened?"
"That happened in February. The reason was that Teresa Teng took a fake passport when entering the country," Yu Sigui recalled: "You can't blame the Japanese police for this. It was reported by their own people.
.”
"Tsk, tsk, tsk," Jiang Shan shook his head: "Things often happen to our own people."
"Don't worry about my mouth." For some reason, Yu Sigui suddenly said this.
"Well," Jiang Shan didn't understand for a moment: "What do you mean?"
"Have you forgotten? The secret of 43 costumes!"
"Oh," Jiang Shan nodded: "Your brain circuit is really not something ordinary people can keep up with."
"Hey," Yu Sigui started to lose control again: "You can see the rest yourself and send me back to the hotel quickly."
"Walk,"
Jiang Shan stopped staying, immediately packed up the box and walked out.
That night, not only Yu Sigui, who was extremely tired, but also Jiang Shan slept particularly soundly.
Until I woke up the next morning, a string of melody was still echoing in my mind:
[On a certain day of a certain month of a certain year...]
On the way to the newspaper office on my bicycle, the Walkman strapped to my waist immediately attracted the attention of the people.
…
At this moment, a morning meeting had just ended in the conference room of the Pujiang Post Office.
Director Liang Weimin took the lead and walked out holding a white porcelain cup.
As he walked, he did not forget to remind Section Chief Li beside him: "Don't worry about the new ones for now, just make sure that the previous newspapers and magazines can be delivered on time."
"That's what I told you."
"Also, you have to keep an eye on the new batch of postmen. The number of newspapers and periodicals in the city has increased sharply, so don't make any mistakes."
"Don't worry, Chief," Section Chief Li followed closely: "I've been watching!"
"Well," Director Liang thought one step at a time: "Let them learn more from the old comrades. Since they are in this line of work, they should not be afraid of hard work."
"It's a good time for these newcomers. The bureau has just replaced a new batch of permanent brand weighted bicycles," Section Chief Li raised his hands:
"It's very strong and much easier to ride than before."
"The comrades before have indeed worked too hard," Director Liang felt deeply: "It's a pity that the people can't understand it!"
"Haha," Section Chief Li said with a smile, "Fortunately, the welfare of the unit is pretty good, otherwise I would be afraid that no one would be willing to do it."
The two people who were walking and talking quickly walked into their respective offices.
A cup of tea and a few newspapers kick off office life.
Director Liang did not hesitate at all and directly found the "Oriental Metropolis Daily".
Only after reading the serialization of "Legend of the Condor Heroes" would he take a look at other columns.
But today, it seems a little different.
Just when he was finishing reading "Legend of the Condor Heroes", a cartoon next to him immediately caught his eye.
"This comic is interesting," Director Liang quickly figured it out: "The guy driving the car in front is our postman!"
