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Chapter 224 The pleasure of harnessing the power of media

When the Pujiang Municipal Cultural Bureau saw the Dunhuang series of reports published by Oriental Metropolis Daily, Director Xu immediately reported it to the higher authorities.

"It turns out that your city has been promoting Dunhuang culture for a long time," the superior said on the phone, very pleased:

"It seems that your work has put you ahead of other cities. It is very worthy of praise..."

It turns out that the development of Dunhuang was a task assigned by Premier Zhou before his death.

Unfortunately, after opening up to the outside world in 1979, Dunhuang, which was listed as one of the first cities open to tourism, received only about 400 foreign tourists throughout the year and earned only more than 40,000 yuan in foreign exchange income.

Compared with other places of interest, it is the most backward one.

The number of tourists visiting it is less than that of the "Terracotta Warriors and Horses Museum" in Xi'an, which just opened on October 1 this year.

Therefore, the National Tourism Administration made a decision at the National Tourism Work Conference held in Beidaihe.

It is necessary to take advantage of the opportunity of the Ministry of Culture to comprehensively promote the stage play "Flowers on the Silk Road" to promote Dunhuang culture to the whole country and even the world.

"This is what we should do," Director Xu continued to report: "In fact, our city's Meiying Studio has been preparing an animated film about Dunhuang murals a few years ago."

"Yeah, what's the name of the cartoon? I recommend other TV stations to play it."

"I'm sorry, boss, this film hasn't been made yet," Director Xu explained: "For some unknown reason, the application for filming this film has never been approved by China Film."

"What's the title of the movie?"

"The film is called "Nine-Colored Deer" and all the preparations are almost done."

"Let me find out what the specific situation is and then talk about it..."

At the end of October, many newspapers across the country contacted Oriental Metropolis Newspaper.

Near noon, Jiang Hai's office calmed down a little.

Jiang Shan came over to invite him to eat together and asked with a smile: "Which newspaper is going to reprint it this time?"

"Nanjing Daily," Jiang Hai stood up and said, "Your article yesterday, "Joking about Dunhuang Murals and Tang Dynasty Costumes," was picked up by them again."

"They are quite discerning."

"Do you still have the manuscripts of the Dunhuang series?"

“It’s almost bottoming out, and there’s still enough to last for two days at most.

Jiang Hai and Jiang Shan each took a lunch box and walked towards the cafeteria.

As soon as I got down to the first floor, I saw Ding Lingling from the Advertising Department standing at the door waving vigorously: "Chief Jiang, I have your phone number."

"Did you ask anyone?"

"They said they were from Pujiang Meiying Factory."

When Jiang Shan heard this, he quickly looked at his boss and said, "The matter of "Nine-Colored Deer" is probably settled."

"How did you know?"

Jiang Shan said as he walked: "If such a strong east wind didn't bring them up... ha!" We can only wait until next year.

But if we really follow the historical trajectory, nothing will happen to him.

After grabbing the phone, Jiang Shan took a long breath: "Hey, who is looking for me?"

"Is this Comrade Xiao Jiang?" A gay voice came from the phone: "I am Wang Chang from Meiying Studio!"

"Director Wang? Hello, hello."

"Comrade Xiao Jiang," Director Wang Xiang's voice sounded a little excited: "I called you today just to tell you some good news."

When Jiang Shan heard this, he immediately nodded silently to the boss, but still asked on the phone: "What's the good news?"

"Just this morning, our factory received the good news that China Film Group has agreed to start filming the animated film "Nine-Colored Deer". The filming of "Nine-Colored Deer" can finally restart."

"Very good!"

Although it was expected, Jiang Shan still felt very happy at this moment.

It wasn't until this moment that he truly realized the joy of controlling the power of media!

Although some things are still proceeding according to the historical trajectory, as long as it is operated properly, Jiangshan can take some credit to its own name.

In the future, he can even complete certain historical trajectories by himself.

"That's good now," Jiang Shan said with a smile, "Teacher Qian's wish before retirement can finally come true."

"It's not easy, Xiao Jiang, let me tell you," Director Wang's voice continued on the phone: "You don't know how excited Lao Qian was when he found out about this."

"If it were me, I would be excited too."

"Yes, I have prepared the drawings for more than ten years and can finally meet the audience. This feeling is something you and I can't understand."

"Director Wang, thank Teacher Qian for my hard work!"

"You're still telling him how hard it is?" Wang Chang said with a smile:

"He just asked me for your phone number and said he wanted to thank you in person. If it weren't for the articles you published in the newspaper, he would probably have retired with those "Nine-Colored Deer" drawings.

."

"To put it too seriously," Jiang Shan blushed for the first time, "gold will eventually shine."

"Oh, these are just words to coax a child," Director Wang sighed: "Do you know how many films our factory has been sealed for more than ten years like this?"

"Haha, it's not easy!"

"That is to say, his old money has met you," Director Wang firmly believed in his own thoughts: "Otherwise, "Nine-Colored Deer" will also be useless."

After hanging up the phone at Meiying Factory, Jiang Shancai and his boss hurried to the cafeteria.

Fortunately, they are not ordinary leaders. Whenever they go there, the food is always left neatly.

"It seems that they praised you very much," Jiang Hai looked at the third child and said with a smile, "This is the first time I've seen you blush!"

"Well," Jiang Shan nodded: "The person I was talking to on the phone just now was a director from the American Film Studio. He kept thanking me so much that I almost felt embarrassed."

"Why are you so embarrassed? They should have thanked you." Over the past year or so, Jiang Hai has long been convinced of his brother's methods.

"Actually, it's not all my fault, it's also their luck and they happened to catch a ride from Dunhuang."

"It's better to say that you are lucky," Jiang Hai had already wanted to say:

"You just published a series of reports on Dunhuang culture, and I received instructions from the Propaganda Department to promote Dunhuang culture!"

"Huh?" Jiang Shan was startled, and then he also laughed: "Listening to what you said, I am really lucky."

Seeing the smiling face of the third child, Jiang Hai also felt a lot more comfortable: "What are the plans next? The second child is still waiting to make money!"

"He hasn't earned enough this month?" Jiang Shan stuffed his mouth with food and said, "I helped make a prop for Yu Sigui's advertisement, and the second brother got two hundred yuan as hard work."

"Ahem, cough, cough," Jiang Hai was obviously choking. At this moment, he thought of Jiang Xiaoyu's 200 yuan salary: "If this continues, I will quit my job and work with you."

"No," Jiang Shan said in a low voice, "Only if you support us from the front can we dare to do evil in the rear."

"Really? It seems that your elder brother is still somewhat useful."

"It's not just a little useful, it's also very useful."

"Hey," Jiang Hai smiled and stopped laughing: "Third brother, do you feel that there seems to be something wrong with our dad recently?"

"Really?" Jiang Shan raised his head and asked, "What did dad tell you?"

"He didn't say anything," Jiang Hai said suspiciously, "Anyway, I always feel like he has something on his mind."

"..." Jiang Shan continued to cook: "Okay, I'll ask later. It's probably not a big deal. I definitely didn't mention any female comrades."

"With my father's words, he is no match for working women."

"Don't talk about him," Jiang Shan thought he was no match: "We are all the same!"

In the Pujiang Second Garment Factory, you can see female textile workers wearing white hats and white aprons everywhere.

We had just had lunch at this moment, and many female employees were gathered around in groups chattering.

As the workshop director of workshop four, Dad Jiang knocked on the door of the factory director's office again.

"Please come in."

Following a familiar voice, Jiang Xiangnan frowned and sat in the factory director's office.

Father Jiang and Director Wu of the Second Garment Factory are old acquaintances, so naturally they should be more casual.

At this moment, Director Wu had already handed Father Jiang a cup of tea: "Why, haven't you figured that out yet?"

"Can you figure it out?" Dad Jiang asked: "This time the design team has launched more than 20 sets of new styles, why can't they allocate some to the fourth workshop?"

"Don't you have work to do in the fourth workshop!"

"I get angry when you mention this, just those work clothes," Father Jiang looked at Factory Manager Wu and said, "If the profit is small, the bonus will be small. Whoever wants to do it can do it."

"You have few people in the fourth workshop, and the workshop is also small," Director Wu said: "It's just right to complete the order for work clothes, but you can't handle large-volume orders."

"The new styles of clothing that our factory has just prepared to go online are not in large quantities. Can't we allocate one or two styles to the four workshops?"

When saying this, Jiang Xiangnan had already lowered his attitude:

"Director, our workshop has not paid a decent bonus for several months.

If you look at Workshop 1 and Workshop 2, the overtime wages alone are almost twice ours.

Now the factory has crammed so many apprentices into each workshop. If we don’t do some hard work, when it comes time to distribute bonuses, it will be said that the profits of our four workshops are less.”

"There's nothing we can do about blocking people," Director Wu said, sitting on another sofa: "It's estimated that there will be another batch by the end of the year. Just like this, the Labor Bureau doesn't think it's enough!"

"Then you should give us some high-profit orders!"

Recently, several clothing factories in Pujiang have been busy with innovation.

This year is no better than in previous years, and the situation in Pujiang is being broken by coastal cities across the country.

In August, Pujiang Department Store put on display more than a dozen pairs of sandals from Guangzhou, which immediately compared them with the local women's shoes around them.

However, compared with the current huge mass base, external threats are simply insignificant.

However, local competition is more intense!

In Pujiang, there are seven shirt factories alone and more than 20 printing and dyeing factories.

In the past, no matter how simple the style was, there was no need to worry about selling it.

But since this year, in the face of the fastest-growing clothing industry in the country, various local clothing factories in Pujiang have begun to make their own plans.

Because they know that several garment factories have popped up in Taicang County alone, known as the back garden of Pujiang River.

As a long-established company, the Second Garment Factory naturally wants to take the lead.

So, after half a year, the design team of the second factory finally designed more than 30 styles of men's and women's clothing for the factory.

After meetings and research, a total of more than 20 styles were selected as the new products launched by the Second Garment Factory in 1980.

The styles of these clothes are new, the fabrics are good, and the prices are naturally not low.

Since last year's bell-bottom pants made the second factory a pioneer in trendy clothing, clothing factories across the country have since produced all kinds of bell-bottom pants.

However, no one can forget that it was Pujiang Garment Factory No. 2 that took the lead.

Therefore, the factory leaders also have high hopes for the new clothing that is about to be put into production.

This time, every workshop in the factory wants to be a production workshop for these new models.

According to Jiang Xiangnan's original expectation, this batch of clothing should belong to their workshop.

Because originally their fourth workshop was the production workshop of bell-bottom pants.

Not to mention him, even the female workers under him believed that the matter was definitely a done deal.

But I never thought that this matter was not nailed down yet.

Seeing the joy in other workshops, the female workers in workshop four were even more upset.

Who is not angry about this matter? Comrade Jiang Xiangnan, the director of the fourth workshop, is even more angry.

Seeing that Director Wu still refused to let go, Jiang Xiangnan directly asked a question that had been in his mind these days.

"Old Wu, I heard that Xiao Jia from the design team also participated in this meeting to allocate clothing quotas?" Father Jiang asked:

"How did I hear that he didn't agree to allocate the quota to our workshop?"

"He is no longer the young businessman he used to be," Director Wu said with a smile:

"He is now a senior designer in our factory. He was also rated as an advanced worker this month. He is very popular!"

"What does it have to do with me whether he comes first? You haven't told me whether this is the case!"

"To tell you the truth," Director Wu sighed and said, "There is indeed a reason why we did not allocate new model quotas to your workshop."

"He..." Upon hearing this, Jiang Xiangnan immediately became angry: "Why doesn't he agree? Besides, what right does he, a designer, have to do this?"

"Don't be unconvinced," Director Wu smiled and shook his head: "Xiao Jia really has this right now. Do you know how many factories want to poach him now?"

"Just because of this, you, the leadership team, agreed to his random proposal."

"It's strange for you to say this." Director Wu had already wanted to ask: "Lao Jiang, how did you offend Xiao Jia?"

"Did I offend him?" Jiang Xiangnan said angrily:

"I helped him, but the batch of bell-bottom pants he designed last year has been backlogged in the warehouse for half a year. If my son hadn't given me the idea, I don't know what he would have done in the end!"

Of course Director Wu still remembers the fact that bell-bottom pants went from being a backlog product to a best-seller.

"..." At this moment, Director Wu also sighed:

"It was because of those bell-bottom pants that Jia Xiaotian pushed away Lao Bao and took the position of senior fashion designer."

"I don't know about the lawsuit between Xiao Jia and Lao Bao," Jiang Xiangnan said in surprise:

"But why did he get involved with our fourth workshop? We helped him get rid of 30,000 pairs of bell-bottom pants!"


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