At one o'clock in the morning, the Tianyang Newspaper office is still brightly lit. The newspaper editor must finalize the draft at this moment and send the proof to the printing factory before two or three o'clock. The printing factory must complete the printing by five o'clock, and the newspaper will appear in the newspaper before seven o'clock.
Newsstands on the streets and mailrooms of government agencies.
The door of the newspaper office was deserted. Except for the armed police on guard, there was not even a ghost on the road. It was already autumn, and the night wind was strong, which made people feel chilly.
Zhou Qingfeng stood at the gate and couldn't walk, so he could only be in a daze. He really missed the mobile phone that could communicate, so he wanted to ask how the review was going.
The light was on in the mailroom of the newspaper office. The old man on duty saw that Zhou Qingfeng had been standing outside for a long time, so after asking him a few questions, he asked him to sit inside and chat to pass the time.
There was a newspaper rack in the mailroom. Zhou Qingfeng grabbed a newspaper, flipped through it and asked, "Sir, has the Gulf War broken out?"
What......?
The old man in the mailroom didn't hear clearly, let alone understand. Zhou Qingfeng searched out recent newspapers and flipped through them. In August 1990, Iraq had entered Kuwait. In just one day, the Iraqi army occupied Kuwait.
The whole territory.
Alas..., Zhou Qingfeng sighed, feeling excited about being at a turning point in history. But within two minutes of being excited, he felt boring again.
China was greatly stimulated by the Gulf War. Originally, the plan was to put the swords and guns in the warehouse and release the horses to the south. However, due to the stimulation, China had to pick up many military projects again. But this matter was not something that ordinary people could intervene in. He could only stare.
After the Gulf War, the Soviet Union collapsed.
Judging from the information in the newspapers, several republics declared independence in 1990, including Russia. The historical trend is irreversible, and the United States is at its peak and invincible.
China is still groping for its own development path. To put it nicely, it is called the darkness before dawn. Zhou Qingfeng looked at the gloomy night outside the mailbox and smiled bitterly.
"Old man, are there any requirements for advertising in Tianyang Newspaper?" Zhou Qingfeng flipped through the newspaper and saw several tofu-like advertisements. Many of them were about the promotion of new agricultural technologies and chef training courses.
I can put up a few ads for such a low level.
The old man nodded, "You can contact the advertising department of the newspaper. A small advertisement won't cost much. But you must have a letter of introduction from your employer, stamped with the official seal."
Zhou Qingfeng thought to himself: "I am the director of the factory, shouldn't I write the letter of introduction myself?" However, his run-down factory didn't even have a phone number, and its only external contact was with the township government.
But these days, the credibility of traditional media is quite high, and ordinary people still recognize the propaganda of the official media. The benefits of advertising are obvious. Many products are mediocre, and they become famous all over the world just by advertising.
Nowadays, state-owned enterprises do not need to advertise. Private enterprises have just developed, and most of them are self-employed and cannot afford advertising. But Zhou Qingfeng fully has this forward-thinking attitude. He is impatient and can't sit still when he thinks about excitement. He immediately asks the old man
I needed paper and pen, so I casually wrote a letter of introduction to Nantou Township's "Shengguang Machinery".
Just a few lines of words, and stamped with the factory seal after writing - the factory seal is in Zhou Qingfeng's pocket, and he signed it casually. It's as simple as it can be.
Such a shameful operation made the old man in the mailroom stunned. "Young man, you can't just write this letter of introduction casually. You have to ask the leader of your unit."
"I am the leader of our unit." Zhou Qingfeng smiled proudly, his young face beaming with energy.
The old man stopped talking. These days, there are so many "tricksters" everywhere, and all kinds of leather bag companies are running around. It's not like I have never seen someone carrying a company seal with them, but it's really rare to see someone as sloppy as Zhou Qingfeng.
After the letter of introduction was done, the old man reminded me specifically, "Young man, if you want to advertise in the city newspaper, you must have a guarantor. The guarantor must be a party member, preferably within the system."
Zhou Qingfeng's face froze and he scratched his head. He felt that this old man was too tired and was waiting to see him shriveled up. Where could he find a guarantor at the moment?
But the matter was not difficult to solve at all. At about two o'clock in the morning, Ma Jing came out of the newspaper office excited and tired. When Zhou Qingfeng saw her, the first thing he asked was: "Are you a party member?"
"I am a probationary party member, what's wrong?" Teacher Ma blushed, grabbed Zhou Qingfeng's hand and said excitedly: "Do you know that the city is paying great attention to the current situation in Nantou Township and has sent
The research team went to the countryside to collect information.
The editor-in-chief of the newspaper said that the information I provide from the grassroots level is very timely, detailed and well-organized, and has important reference value. Some of the issues you don’t want me to write about, the editor-in-chief said there is no need to avoid them and can be discussed openly.”
The young female teacher became more and more excited as she talked and kept chirping. But Zhou Qingfeng only cared about one thing, "I want to place an advertisement in Tianyang Daily and need a guarantor."
The old man in the mailroom watched the show for a long time, and finally found an opportunity to interject, "This is a regular newspaper, and we generally don't accept advertisements from township enterprises."
Zhou Qingfeng turned around angrily, "Old man, what's in your newspaper is either selling pigs or piglets, or training on growing edible fungi, or a crash course for chefs. After all, I'm also a factory, and I'm in the manufacturing system, so why can't I do that?
"
The old man's face turned red.
Ma Jing took Zhou Qingfeng's hand and said, "What advertisement do you want to advertise?"
"Recruiting. I want to recruit a few people who understand mechanical and motor development to make my factory bigger and stronger." Zhou Qingfeng said ambitiously, "The city's economy is not good now, and the factory is seriously under-operated. I believe it will definitely
Some people are buried."
The old man in the mailroom was very angry and said something weird behind him, "Young man, don't be so ambitious. You are a small factory in the countryside with no guarantees. Who would want to go there? Young people in the city would rather be unemployed than submit to submission.
of."
Zhou Qingfeng turned around again and said in a high-pitched tone: "With a salary of five hundred yuan a month, is anyone willing to do it? I will give you a full set of furniture and appliances when you join the job. Is anyone willing to do it? If you do a good job at the end of the year, I will directly give you a house."
, is there anyone willing to do it?”
The words are spoken crisply and make people laugh.
As a girl, Ma Jing liked to hear such rhetoric. She grabbed Zhou Qingfeng's hand and said confidently: "Follow me. The editor-in-chief of the newspaper just said that if you have any trouble, just come to him. This favor is invalidated when it is over, and I will do it now."
Take you there."
The young man and woman happily entered the newspaper building again, leaving the mailroom man depressed to death. The old man was shocked by what Zhou Qingfeng said, and it took him a long time to curse loudly: "This little hooligan is just bragging!
Machinery factories in the city are struggling to survive, but your small town factory still operates for 500 yuan a month? Our mayor doesn’t even have such a high salary. I don’t believe you have such good conditions."
The old man yelled for a long time, and the newspaper editor was in the office and was about to go home from get off work. When he saw Ma Jing turning around and bringing a young man to advertise, he received her warmly at first. But when he heard the advertisement that Zhou Qingfeng wanted to advertise, he immediately Shake his head.
"You want to print the words 'Five hundred yuan monthly salary' in large fonts? This is not acceptable. We cannot publish false advertisements."
The editor-in-chief of the newspaper shook his head when he saw Zhou Qingfeng was young. He felt that this advertisement was not reliable at all and was just bragging. When he saw the young and beautiful Ma Jing holding hands with this boy, he couldn't help but lament that the good cabbage was given to the pig.