Looking at the chattering employees in the corridor of the newspaper office, Jiang Shan reached out and turned off the tape recorder.
"Why is it closed?"
"Yes, Section Chief Jiang, we haven't heard enough yet."
"Chief Jiang, please lend me this tape to listen to later!"
"It's time to go to work," Jiang Shan waved toward the window: "There's nothing good to say, please leave now."
Looking at the muttering crowd gradually dispersing in the corridor, Liao Ming's ancestor was filled with joy, and then fell into thoughtful silence.
"Chief Jiang," Liao Mingzu murmured, looking at the backs of the crowd, "I have already seen it."
"What did you see?"
"Before, I was worried that "Rose Blooms Everywhere" would not be accepted by the public," Liao Mingzu said, no longer worried at all:
"Now it seems that this worry is unnecessary, but..."
"What are you worried about now?"
"This is more than 800,000 tapes." After all, this is the first time we have cooperated with Jiangshan: "Do you think I should pay for more advertising?"
Liao Mingzu came to Jiangshan because of the advertisement.
"Advertisement?" Jiang Shan smiled: "It would be great to advertise, but...Mr. Liao, which media do you think would dare to advertise your song?"
"Haha," Liao Mingzu smiled bitterly: "I guess not."
Just now, he also shared with Comrade Jiangshan the fact that "Rose Blooms Everywhere" and "Nostalgia" are competing.
There is no market in Xiangjiang, and public advertising cannot be done inland. If it is later included in the list of banned songs.
Then, these more than 800,000 tapes are really equivalent to being thrown into the Pacific Ocean.
Thinking of this, the courage that Liao Mingzu had just inspired by Jiangshan was leaking out:
"If, I mean if, if the government also issued a ban on our company's "Rose Blooms Everywhere", what should we do?"
"What are you afraid of? Anyway, we have already signed an underwriting contract with our Chunfengdu," Jiang Shan said without panic at all:
"Even if these bad things happen, you Pacific Ocean will just take a liquidated damages and go back."
There was no intention to resell it to the mainland, so even if the attempt failed, there would be no loss.
You can also get a considerable amount of liquidated damages, so you don't suffer any loss anyway.
"To be honest, I really don't want to take your company's liquidated damages," Liao Mingzu sighed slowly: "If it really comes to that, our Pacific Ocean should also close its doors."
"Don't worry, I don't want this to happen," Jiang Shan said after putting out his cigarette in the ashtray, "but since we at Chunfengdu dare to sign this contract with you, we must be confident."
After Jiang Shan explained the specific contents of the underwriting contract in detail, Liao Mingzu felt that he had heard an unheard of cooperation model.
When discussing the details of cooperation before, Liao Mingzu calculated a price that was exactly the same as in the previous life after a while:
Each box of tape sells for 7.5 yuan. After deducting the cost of 5 yuan, "Pacific" can reap a high profit of 2.5 yuan.
Based on the total number of 800,000 boxes of tapes, as long as it can help "Pacific" sell half of the number, Jiangshan's "Chunfengdu" can extract a promotional profit of 5 cents per box.
Although it doesn't look amazing, it can't stand up to the huge number of people.
On the contrary, if the quantity does not reach half, "Chunfengdu" must compensate "Pacific" for liquidated damages of 5 cents per box based on half the base number, that is, the number of 400,000.
Liao Zuming, who heard about this trick for the first time, looked at Jiangshan in surprise for three minutes.
If sales expectations are not met, will there be liquidated damages?
Or a considerable amount of liquidated damages, but there is such a good thing?
You must know that "Pacific" also signed a production and sales contract with "Xiangjiang EMI".
what's the result?
You completed production according to the quantity agreed in advance, but the other party failed to complete the sales plan.
After the goods return to the original route, you will have to pay the other party not even a cent of the loan repayment.
After all, in the original contract, there was no chapter on what to do if one party breaks the contract.
After thinking about it carefully, isn’t the other party just trying to sell machinery and equipment in disguise?
In contrast, Liao Mingzu understood that although Comrade Jiangshan in front of him belonged to a foreign-funded advertising company, he still considered himself properly.
What a kind person!
Jiang Shan, on the other hand, was looking at the God of Wealth in front of him with a smile on his face.
The time traveler's golden eyes and fiery eyes made him make an offer to the other party that he could not refuse without hesitation.
At this moment, the two of them, who each had a cigarette, looked at each other with satisfaction.
For Liao Mingzu, although he is still skeptical about the "sold out" in Jiangshankou, he also sees some hope.
At this moment, he remembered what Jiang Shan said: Go and ask around, as long as you find the products from me, they will be in hot demand without exception.
"Chief Jiang," thinking of this, Liao Mingzu stood up and shook hands with Jiang Shan:
"I will leave for Guangzhou immediately. I hope that when we meet again, it will be the time when you and our company sign a contract."
"Mr. Liao," Jiang Shan also looked at each other sincerely: "Let us work together to bring wonderful stereo music to people across the country."
At this time, Liao Mingzu remembered the original intention of creating "Pacific": "It will happen, it will definitely happen."
When he turned around and walked out of Jiang Shan's office, Liao Mingzu's red heart burned again.
…
The moment the bell rang for get off work, Comrade Jiang Shan put a diary into his backpack.
[In December 1979, Pujiang’s first cross-river tunnel began to be open to vehicles from all over the city, but vehicles from outside were still prohibited. 】
[The first ship "Liu Lin Hai" with a banner of "Long Live China-Miami Friendship" arrived at the Port of Seattle for the first time. 】
[All the shopping malls on Nanjing Road have seen a rush of people buying "fake collars". 】
[Since the first shot of reclamation and port construction was launched in Shekou in July this year, the first Japanese-owned enterprise "Sanyo Electric" also settled in Shekou. 】
[In December, the concept of "moderately prosperous" finally appeared! 】
[Also in December, a heavy-duty truck carrying a "monster" slowly drove into the Shenyang Blower Factory. IBM was here.
IBM, which originally started from the census, will shine again in the national census two years later.]
["Japan, No. 1 in the World" and "The Stock Market is Dead" both appeared in the vision of the American imperialists at the same time.]
[In December, when "open-air dance venues" began to appear in Pujiang's parks and squares, the Soviet Union decided to send troops to Afghanistan. It had been ten years since they began! 】
The reason why I brought the diary with me today is entirely because Jiang Shan is about to go to Yanjing again.
In addition to completing the reprinting of "Jiangshan Fountain Pen Copybook", I also had to bring Chen Peisi and Liu Xiaoqing back.
Furthermore, it’s time for Dunhill’s pipe to be handed over to Huang Yongyu.
No. 51 Anhe Street, Jiang Shan heard a series of indescribable sounds as soon as he entered the small courtyard.
In the main room, the second aunt who was telling a story to Xiaoyu and Xiaobai actually played multiple roles by herself and won all the dubbing roles in "The Three Little Pigs Build a House".
"The big bad wolf said," the second aunt howled twice in response to the situation: "If you don't open the door again, I will be rude."
"My house is made of bricks and is very strong..."
Comrade Lu Xiao, who is in his old profession, is lively and unrestrained.
The purring pig's talk made the two children giggle.
Facing Comrade Jiang He, whom he had long been accustomed to, the few people sitting in the small courtyard were all suppressing laughter.
At this moment, Jiang He was repairing the washbasin with an old retired toothbrush.
Following a burst of acrid black smoke, the burned plastic toothbrush handle was filled into the hole in the bottom of the enamel basin by Jiang He.
After a few minutes, a mass of plastic that gradually cooled and solidified had completely sealed the hole in the bottom of the basin.
"Any more?"
Jiang Shan noticed his interest: "Give me one to play with."
Li Ruocheng, who was leaning on the recliner, looked at the two brothers who were busy talking with a look of disgust.
"As for that," he shook his head: "With all the silver you two earned, do you still need to mend the washbasin here?"
"Uncle Li,"
Jiang Shan fanned the black smoke in front of his eyes: "You can't say that. My second brother and I are both working people. This province must be saved!"
This is so fun. After this period, where can I find such a good thing?
"Hey, it sounds like I'm a landlord!" The ghost believed it, even Uncle Li didn't believe it!
The two brothers squatting together looked up at Li Ruocheng who was lying on the recliner at the same time.
Li Ruocheng: "..."
"Xiao San is right,"
Mother Jiang brought over a small pot of chestnuts with a smile: "It just so happens that you two have nothing to do right now, so peel the chestnuts out of this pot."
"mom,"
Jiang Shan was most afraid of doing this work. He took out two enamel lunch boxes from his bag with his backhand: "This is a new style just released by the enamel factory. It looks good."
"Hey," Jiang Ma quickly wiped her hands on her apron and took it: "It's so beautiful!"
"Uncle Li," Jiang Shan handed another one to Li Ruocheng: "This is for the working people to respect the landlords."
"I have one too?" Uncle Li held it in his hand with a smile and looked at it carefully: "What's written on it? White Rabbit..."
"White Rabbit Milk Candy," Jiang He knew without looking, "This is the new packaging that Lao San just designed for White Rabbit."
"I said, why do you look so beautiful?"
Jiang Ma and Li Huaiying stood with each other holding hands: "It turns out that the little three can draw it!"
"It's really good," Li Huaiying said, the more he looked at it, the more he liked it: "It's pleasing to look at."
At this moment, Jiang Shan quietly retreated to his room.
Suddenly, I got a chestnut on my butt.
Immediately afterwards, another chestnut flew out from Jiang He's hand: "Where are you going?"
This scene happened to be seen by Jiang Xiaobai, who had just finished listening to the story.
The little bun immediately ran towards the small basket in his uncle's hand with his short legs.
The next second, amidst Jiang Xiaobai's giggles, a chestnut flew towards the country with a "swish".
"Well done," Jiang He kept providing ammunition to his young nephew: "Let's see if your third uncle dares to be lazy next time."
"I'll go," Jiang Shan quickly closed the door, listening to the knocking sound on the door: "Jiang Xiaobai, don't even think about eating sweets from now on."
After saying that, he touched two of them on the ground and threw them back the way they came.
"It's okay. Third uncle won't buy it, but second uncle will."
While he was talking, Jiang Xiaoyu, who felt sorry for his third uncle, also ran to Jiang Shan's camp with a smile.
Busy helping third uncle pick up bullets.
The next moment, the sky above the small courtyard was full of hairy chestnuts flying into the air.
Looking at the big and small people laughing and joking, and then looking at the chestnut rolling all over the floor, Jiang Ma immediately shouted:
"Everyone, stop it. If anyone moves again, they won't be able to have dinner."
Only then did Jiang Shan smile and say: "Mom, aren't we going to Yanjing tomorrow? Please help the two little ones find two thick clothes..."
Before she finished speaking, Jiang Ma quickly clapped her hands: "Oh, I would have forgotten it if you didn't tell me."
Jiang He also remembered this matter at this moment: "What time will you leave tomorrow? Have you told the boss?"
"The train is at 8:30, and the boss will send a car to pick it up tomorrow morning."
In Huang Yongyu's home in Yanjing City, Shao Bolin was holding a piece of paper and chanting slowly:
"Quanjude at noon on the first day, Yenching University in the afternoon, Summer Palace in the morning on the second day, CAFA campus in the afternoon, Tsinghua University on the third day...his?"
He raised his head and looked at Huang Yongyu who was shaking his legs: "Why are they arranged so closely?"
"Didn't Xiao Jiang say he wanted to visit the university in Yanjing?" Huang Yongyu smiled proudly: "I have contacted him in advance."
"He brought two children with him this time," Shao Bolin asked worriedly: "Can he eat it?"
"What are you afraid of? There are two of us following you!"
On the other side, in the dormitory of Yanjing Film Studio,
Chen Peisi and Liu Xiaoqing are also making plans on paper.
"That's it," Liu Xiaoqing suddenly flashed her big eyes: "The first stop is Yanying..."
