The front page headline of the new issue of "Shanghai Financial News" is Peng Bo's article, but the title of the article was finally changed to the current title by the editor-in-chief Bao Zheng himself.
At the plenary meeting of the newspaper office on Monday, Peng Bo was still a little excited when he smelled the smell of ink from the newspaper. This was the first time his article appeared in the newspaper after his rebirth, and it was also the first time it made the front page.
"...Our Shanghai Branch has a very important reporting position in the country, and we cannot relax in our reporting work. The branch's annual ministerial-level articles remain at about 80 or 90. As the branch's newspaper, our financial newspaper must strive for ministerial-level articles.
Keep it above 20 articles…”
Bao Zheng suddenly stopped talking and glanced down, "Recently, recently, another article of ours has been published by the Shanghai Daily, Wenhui Daily, People's Evening News and other mainstream media in Shanghai.
"China Youth Daily", "Science and Technology Daily", "Beijing Daily" and other domestic media have widely reproduced, um, Xiao Peng's handiwork, ah, you can take a look at the headlines of this issue, and the exclusive interview, which was also
Widely published in overseas newspapers..."
Bao Zheng looked down, as if he was looking for Peng Bo, who was easy to find at 1.8 meters tall. He smiled and nodded, "Both articles have received very good responses across the country. These are articles from our National News Agency."
...Being in Shanghai, our newspaper office must not stick to established rules, boldly innovate, break out of the big pot, and boldly use talents as long as they are..."
The meeting was not long. After the plenary meeting was the Social Committee. Bao Zheng directly raised the request for Peng Bo to be transferred to a regular position at the Social Committee. In his own words, "The manuscript is well written. I will go to the Social Committee to speak for you."
The waist is hard!"
After the meeting, Peng Bo didn't sit in the office for long when the phone rang.
"Hello, Xiao Peng from Group 2." Peng Bo quickly picked up the phone.
"I am Lao Wang from the Human Resources Department. The Social Committee has unanimously decided to transfer you to a regular job in advance. You should go to the Human Resources Department now to go through the formalities."
Master Jiang Yiying stood up happily and said, "Congratulations, you have officially become a member of the newspaper. Hey, why are you hanging around? Go quickly."
"A treat." The bearded man shouted after him.
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Becoming a regular employee, being graded, and registering as a registered permanent resident meant that I was finally accepted by this city. It meant that in Shanghai in 1998, I finally got the ticket to this city.
"Congratulations, Xiao Peng."
The Director of Human Resources smiled broadly and said, "Here, fill out these forms."
"Thank you, Wang Chu." Peng Bo smiled and sat down. "Graduation Form for Graduates from College and Technical Secondary Schools to Full Level", this form is the most important.
"Don't be anxious, write slowly. Everyone in the newspaper knows that you have strong writing skills. Well, after filling out this form, stamping it with our newspaper's official seal, and reporting to the branch, you will be a formal employee of the newspaper."
"Xiao Peng, your internship period is less than two months, which is fast enough. Well, our salary is relatively high. After you become a full-time employee, your salary will be 1,720 yuan, and there will be some fractions after that. Not bad.
, quite high.”
Wang Chu didn't say much on the way down, but he specifically emphasized the salary. Peng Bo himself knew that in Shanghai in 1998, this salary was not bad.
"We're treating you to lunch." When he returned to the group, the bearded man said, "You don't want to treat us to such a big happy event?
"Master, at noon, shall we go to Amao to stew something?" Peng Bo asked Jiang Yiying for his opinion. A few days ago, he had just received another sum of money from Citibank, so treating guests was no longer a big deal for him.
"How much money do you earn in a month?" The old-fashioned fan squeaked and twisted, but Jiang Yiying was packing her things. "I heard that it's not cheap there. Well, I have to pick up the kids. School is about to start.
It’s a lot of trouble.”
She is the team leader, and her words are authoritative in this group. The bearded man smiled and didn't mention it again. Jiang Yiying walked to the door and turned around, "Xiao Peng, you have a salary, you can't spend your money carelessly. Be filial to your parents.
You still have to save money to buy a house. Now you are renting a house outside. Although it is not a problem to get money from the community, there are all kinds of religions outside. I will look for an office tomorrow to see if I can free up a dormitory. If you don’t find someone else, you won’t be able to live there.
Okay, let me tell Lao Bao again, Lao Bao still loves talents..."
"I know, master." In Shanghai, far away from his hometown, Peng Bo felt very lucky to have such a master who cared about him like a sister and a mother.
After work, I had some food in the work canteen and went to the street.
There were rows of phone booths on the streets. At this time, not everyone had a mobile phone. Mobile phones cost more than $3,000 at that time, so what was left for everyone was a long line of card phone booths on the street.
In 1998, mobile phones were still dominated by Motorola, Ericsson, and Nokia. When you walked into a mobile phone store, the waiter immediately greeted you with a smile.
"Sir, do you want to buy a mobile phone?"
"Look, look."
"Which one do you like? I'll get it for you." The waiter was very enthusiastic. "Look, this is the Nokia 6110. There are games in it..." This is the first mobile phone with built-in games. Nokia Chameleon has a built-in game called Greedy.
There are three games: snake, memory, and logic guessing. Among them, the "Snake" game has been passed down to this day and has become a traditional project of Nokia mobile phones.
Peng Bo took the mobile phone handed over by the waiter. It had a green screen and soft rubber numeric keys. It had an external antenna and a charging socket. However, this product also represented an era.
Seeing his hesitation, the waiter immediately smiled and said, "This is the Nokia 6150, which uses dual-band technology and has Chinese text messaging function..." Text messaging is also a selling point at this time. "We just launched a mobile phone this year that supports color case replacement.
nokia 5110……”
"Well, this one," Peng Bo was obviously not satisfied. He pointed to a metal phone on the counter, "This one."
"This is the latest model," the waiter looked at him. He looked very young. She did not recommend this model. It was the most expensive mobile phone in the store.
"This is the world's first metal phone 8810 launched by Nokia..."
"This is the one I want," Peng Bo no longer hesitated. The metallic texture felt good in his hand. Walking on the street, the rate of turning heads should not be too high. However, even though this mobile phone costs more than 5,000 yuan, it still has a black and white screen.
of.
After applying for a China Mobile Global Telecom mobile phone number, the user base fee is 60 yuan and the call fee is 0.6 yuan per minute. It also costs money to answer calls, so he pre-stored another 500 yuan in the card.
After walking out of the store, he first called his home. Without thinking, he called Heinwei directly.
"Is this your number?" Heinwei seemed to be in a meeting, her voice was very low and she didn't say much.
He originally wanted to invite Heinwei to have dinner with him in the evening, but Peng Bo could only give up the idea.
The bus stop during off-duty hours is still crowded with people. Everyone is queuing up to wait for the bus. The bus is still crowded with people, bumping into each other, and there is no room to move.
Peng Bo's eyes slowly widened. A gray Volkswagen was slowly approaching. His eyes followed the car until it merged into the traffic flow and was no longer visible.
This was an ordinary Santana. Peng Bo felt his body being carried into the bus by the crowd. He sighed with a sigh of relief, also to increase motivation for himself, "I will make money on the next project first."