Chapter 234 The country has the final say on this matter
The next day, when muttering came from the courtyard, Jiang Shan glanced at the alarm clock on the table.
Before seven o'clock, Jiang Ma and Li Huaiying had already returned from the vegetable market.
"Where shall we fill it later?" Jiang Ma squeezed a copy of "Industrial and Commercial News" into the vegetable basket.
"Just go to your house," Li Huaiying said with a smile: "If you don't understand anything, just ask the third child, he will definitely know."
Jiang Ma immediately burst into laughter: "Yes, my mistress knows a lot."
Upon hearing this, Jiang Shan quickly covered himself with the quilt and turned over.
These prize-winning quiz questions were not published by Oriental Metropolis Daily, so where could he find them?
In the communication room of Pujiang Translation Factory, the master was sitting there without raising his head.
There is a pen in my hand, and I swing it a few times from time to time.
Hu Xiao, with his hands behind his back, walked slowly as usual.
But I didn't hear the usual greeting.
"Lao Zhang?" He stretched his head and glanced at the window: "What are you busy with so early in the morning? Are you not looking at the door anymore?"
Master Zhang looked up and said, "Hey, it's Director Hu. Hello, hello."
While saying hello with a smile, he quietly put away a newspaper.
Hu Xiao didn't pay much attention, reminded the other person and continued to the factory.
When passing by the dubbing room, the movement inside made him stop.
Ding Jianhua used Mayumi's voice: "Which factory is Happy Coke produced by?"
Beside him, Piccolo didn't look as calm as Takakura Ken. He said without thinking: "Happy Coke Factory."
Just as Ding Jianhua was about to write, Lu Yi quickly stopped him and said: "That's nonsense, it's obviously Pujiang Soda Drink Factory."
Li Zi, who was not as beautiful as Jane Eyre, grabbed her pen and asked: "Which factory is it?"
"This is Pujiang Soda Drink Factory," Hu Xiao strode in: "What are you all doing? Don't plan to do it."
"Good morning, director," Ding Jianhua, the youngest, said with a smile, "We'll be ready soon, there are still a few questions left to fill in."
"Five minutes," at this time, even Qiu Yuefeng was holding a copy of the "Industrial and Commercial News": "Just give us five more minutes."
He doesn't want much, just a TV set.
"How many newspapers...have you bought?"
Hu Xiao took a closer look and saw that Qiu Yuefeng was not only holding a copy in his hand, but also had several copies of the "Industrial and Commercial Daily" spread out on the table in front of him.
"Haha," Qiu Yuefeng smiled sheepishly: "I bought 10 copies, but unfortunately they took away 5 copies."
Hu Xiao smiled and shook his head. He knew that Lao Qiu's family was the only employee in the factory who had not yet bought a TV.
Although Lao Qiu's salary is not low, the entire family's food and clothing expenses depend on him alone.
Apart from that, his wife could only earn a little money from the small workshop he ran there.
Thinking of this and looking at several copies of the "Industrial and Commercial News" on the table, Hu Xiaote smiled kindly.
When he was about to leave, he discovered that there were several copies of the Industrial and Commercial News in front of Tong Zirong.
At this moment, he was filling out the answer sheet for the "Prize Prize Questions and Answers" with a serious look on his face.
"I asked you why you didn't buy the Industrial and Commercial Newspaper all the way." Hu Xiao couldn't help but take away a copy: "You guys bought them all."
"Zorro bought the most," Bike pointed at Tong Zirong: "You are a thief, so you know how to exploit the people."
Tong Zirong ignored everyone and stared at the newspaper more seriously than in the exam: "Look at this question... What is the first advertisement broadcast on Pujiang TV Station?"
When everyone heard this, they all looked at Director Hu.
"It all depends on what I do," he said harshly, but he still picked up the phone:
"Lao Gu, the first advertisement on your station is..."
Gu Zhengzheng, who was far away at Pujiang TV Station, shook his head helplessly.
Since he walked into the office today, he has done nothing but answer the phone.
The same situation is happening in every corner of Pujiang City.
For a time, it seemed that all Pujiang citizens had become topic writers.
When encountering something unclear, put it aside for discussion and study with an open mind.
The people's learning atmosphere is at an all-time high.
By three o'clock in the afternoon, all three batches of the Industrial and Commercial Daily were sold out.
In Pujiang City's Industrial and Commercial Bureau, Director Dai was stunned after hearing the report from his subordinates.
"All sold out?" He still couldn't believe it: "That's a full 200,000 copies!"
"It's true that they are all sold out," the comrade who was doing the low-level work was even more excited than him:
"The comrades at the post office worked overtime three times. I originally thought that it would be good to sell out in a week, but I didn't expect that it would be sold out in one day."
"Oh," Dai Ju's excited palms were sweating: "It seems that the people are very supportive of our quiz activity with prizes."
“So supportive.”
"Go ahead," Bureau Dai suddenly became cautious: "Send additional manpower to the Propaganda Section and do a good job of collecting letters. We must ensure the smooth progress of this event..."
"yes!"
Just like maintaining contact in the past few days, Director Dai quickly informed Jiangshan of the shocking news.
Jiang Shan was also surprised when he received the news.
He originally expected that the circulation of the "Industrial and Commercial Daily" would double this time, but he did not expect that it would double!
A total of 200,000 copies, what is the concept?
You must know that a month ago, the circulation of "Industrial and Commercial Daily" was only 50,000 copies.
News of the bumper circulation of the Industrial and Commercial News was soon heard by various newspapers in the city.
For a time, everyone began to pay attention to the "prize quiz" as a revenue-generating tool.
For example, at this moment, the editor-in-chief of Oriental Metropolis Newspaper, Jiang Hai, was scolding his military advisor.
"I asked you what's going on," Jiang Hai stared at the "Industrial and Commercial News" in front of him: "Why don't we let us use such a useful thing ourselves?"
Jiang Shan gnawed on the glutinous rice cake in his hand: "You can't do quizzes with prizes every day. It's not suitable for us to sign up at all."
"I don't want to do it every day, just play once in a while," Jiang Hai glanced at Cai Wensheng across the table: "What's the first commercial on the city TV station?"
"Ask your brother," Cai Wensheng has not yet answered: "Have you finished writing the previous part? Copy it for me quickly."
Jiang Hai looked at the third child again, and Jiang Shan quickly replied: "Ginseng Guijiu."
The two people in front of them immediately put a check mark in front of "Shengui Yangrong Wine".
"Even if the Industrial and Commercial Newspaper were the first to organize a Q&A event with prizes," Jiang Shan coaxed Lao Dadao: "Our newspaper can still do it."
"Whatever...it will take a while," Jiang Hai actually knew: "We, Oriental Metropolis Daily, still want to lose face."
"That's right," Jiang Shan gave his eldest brother a complimenting look: "I will slightly change the form of the event to ensure better results."
According to Jiangshan, if this event is very effective, Director Dai has long-term plans to hold it.
The same idea applies to Jiangshan.
The bimonthly issue of "Industrial and Commercial News" is perfect for holding "question and answer with prizes" activities.
At least this year you don’t have to worry about the results of the event.
By the time people from all walks of life across the country join forces, Dai Ju may no longer be in this position.
To say that the craziest company that held prize sales in the 1980s would have to be the famous "Fool's Melon Seeds".
Before the Spring Festival in 1986, the annual general meeting of "Foolish Guazi" actually launched a national prize-winning sales event with the first prize being "Shanghai brand car".
For a time, the "idiot melon seeds" were sold so hard that there were not even a few shells left.
In the next three months, profits of millions were realized.
Unfortunately, the good times did not last long, just when Nian Guangjiu was expanding production and preparing to achieve greater success.
The upper management issued a document prohibiting all sales activities with prizes.
Thinking of this, Jiang Shan quickly recited 1986, 1986 several times in his heart...
Don't get excited later and forget the baby's timing.
The difference between getting rich and being fatal is often the time difference between the beginning of a month and the end of the month.
Jiangshan is just an ordinary good citizen, and he never wants to be in the crosshairs of a gun.
"I asked you, are you still finished?" Rong Bin, who did not buy the "Industrial and Commercial Daily", knocked on the table: "Can the news in my hand be published?"
"In my opinion, I'll just kill him, so I won't worry too much." Jiang Hai had already seen the news from Rong Bin: "But you are reluctant to let go."
Nowadays, Comrade Jiang Hai consciously knows the standards of news quite accurately.
If something is ambiguous, just give it a no.
He always remembered what the third child said to him: As the leader of a company, maintaining stability is the most important thing.
But at this moment, the instigator Jiang Shan asked: "What news? Give me a look?"
[Not long ago, Fu Gaoyi, the author of "Japan, Number One in the World," went to Guangzhou and found that a large number of small factories had sprouted up here.
The founders of these small factories turned out to be stowaways many years ago. But now their identities have become Hong Kong businessmen welcomed by the government...]
"Huh?" Jiang Shan's eyes lit up: "Where did you get this news?"
"I have a friend in Guangzhou who found out about me," Rong Bin asked, "How do you feel? Can you report it?"
"Do you still need to consider this?" Jiang Shan agreed with his elder brother: "Our editor-in-chief has already said it's inappropriate, so don't insist anymore."
Seeing that Rong Bin was still a little unwilling, editor-in-chief Jiang Hai added:
"Have you forgotten what I told you not long ago? We are a municipal newspaper, so we must pay attention to the standards."
"You're right,"
Jiang Shan nodded, now is not the time to dig out the inside story: "It's better to take it easy."
Rong Bin, still reluctant to give up, continued to ask:
"Listen to this again. The Dongguan County Government has set up an external processing office, claiming that with one window and one seal, a Xiangjiang company can be registered in one hour..."
The other three people in the office listened more and more seriously.
"This news is good," Jiang Shan praised directly: "Editor Rong, you have to keep in touch with that friend. He knows a lot about the situation."
"That's right," Rong Bin, whose efforts were finally in vain, finally laughed and said, "How about this? I think this news will go away."
"Not bad, not bad," Editor-in-Chief Jiang said directly, "Let's see if there are any extra pages in tomorrow's page. If so, just click on it."
"What about this week's "Weekly Star"?" Cai Wensheng looked at Jiangshan and asked, "Which comrade's turn is it?"
Since the establishment of this column, it has basically been managed by Jiangshan.
"It's still Zhang Yu."
"It was her for two weeks in a row?"
"right!"
Jiang Shan had already thought about it. For the sake of his clothing business, he must make Zhang Yu feel his sincerity.
…
For a long time, the "Weekly Star" column in "Oriental Metropolis Daily" has been the favorite column of Pujiang Film Factory employees.
In their view, the column of "Weekly Star" has a special feature, whoever is popular will be popular.
Not only "One Star" will be popular, but even the movies made by "One Star" will be popular.
Today is the weekend. Huang Zumo, who just got the "Oriental Metropolis Daily", turned directly to the page of "Weekly Star".
"hiss,"
As soon as he saw the photos in this issue of "Weekly Star", Huang Zumo was stunned: "Why is it Xiao Zhang again? So, the movie I made is going to be popular..."
Last week, Jiangshan specially arranged an interview with Comrade Zhang Yu.
[Zhang Yu, who originally only wanted to be a swimmer, accompanied her classmates to a film studio for an interview when she was 16 years old. Unexpectedly, her classmates were not retained, but she was retained by director Xie Jin...]
This piece of news about accompanying someone else for an interview, but getting the job himself, aroused heated discussion among readers as soon as it appeared in the newspaper.
This kind of news is not surprising in later generations, but in the eyes of current readers, it is definitely comparable to "Cinderella's rise to power".
Lesbians feel their blood boiling just by listening to it.
For a while, everyone was asking "Who is Zhang Yu?"
Just looking at the photos, I can't tell much about it.
So, Jiangshan made arrangements again this week.
Compared with last week's daily life photos, this time a still photo was published.
A still photo of Zhang Yu and actress Zhu Xijuan wearing Eighth Route Army uniforms.
God knows how much effort Director Gu put in for this photo.
[In the movie "Ah, Cradle", Zhang Yu played a teacher at Yan'an Nursery...]
"Oriental Metropolis Daily" appeared for two consecutive weeks, which directly caused Director Huang to change his attitude towards Zhang Yu's work.
Before, because Zhang Yu was not his favorite heroine, he had never given her a good look.
At this moment, Zhang Yu, who was also holding a copy of "Oriental Metropolis Daily", cut out the tofu pieces about herself with a happy face.
"Reporter Jiang," she said while laughing: "I didn't expect you to actually let me appear on "Weekly Star"."
Thinking of his impatience during the previous photo shoot, Zhang Yu couldn't wait to run to the newspaper office to find Jiang Shan.
"Whatever posture he asks me to take in the future, I will definitely cooperate to the end..."
The more the girl thought about it, the more beautiful she became, and her smile became sweeter and sweeter.
…
Sitting in a car sent by the Industrial and Commercial Bureau, Jiang Shan was dragged directly by Director Dai.
Traveling with him was Jiang Zhuangzhuang, who was carrying a camera.
Just as the car drove into the Industrial and Commercial Bureau, the car from Pujiang TV Station also drove in.
Today is a good day for the "Industrial and Commercial News" "Prize-Based Question and Answer Activity".
As the officially designated agency to follow news reports, both Oriental Metropolis Daily and Pujiang TV Station sent on-site reporters.
What Jiangshan didn't expect was that Director Gu actually came in person.
"Gutai," Jiang Shan walked over in three steps and two steps: "Are you here too?"
"Xiao Jiang," Gu Zhengzheng was also very happy to see Jiang Shan: "This is so fun. I have never seen a lottery event before."
"Me too," Jiang Shan's face turned red and his heart beat wildly: "Do you know how to draw a lottery in a while?"
"We can't get involved in this matter," Director Gu said in a low voice, "Our city just established a notary office this year, so this matter must be handled by them."
"oh!"
The two of them were walking and chatting, and their original relaxed expressions completely changed after entering the conference room.
"my God,"
Jiangshan and Gu Zhengzheng were dumbfounded when they saw the prize question papers piled around the conference table!
At this moment, Dai Ju smiled steadily: "You are finally here, I am ready..."
