Reinventing the Millennium.

Chapter 107 The Beginning of Burning Money

Saturday, morning.

Fang Zhuo went to the First Affiliated Hospital of Zhejiang University to meet Section Chief Li Ruyi first, and then found the dean Wang Yajun.

He had a phone call with the dean before, but he hadn't seen him in person for more than half a month, even when the registration website was already online.

Thanks to the special research association, Fang Zhuo first witnessed the dean's true face.

"Mr. Fang, you are young and promising."

Wang Yajun's demeanor doesn't quite match the hospital, it's more similar to the leaders I've seen these days.

Fang Zhuo's first impression flashed by, he clasped his hands together, and said enthusiastically: "President Wang, thank you and the hospital for your understanding and support of our work."

Wang Yajun smiled elegantly, sat down with a belly that seemed to be pregnant in March, and said in an official tone: "Informatization is the development trend. Of course, we must keep pace with the city. Even, I think the pace can be a little bigger."

Fang Zhuo's instinctive reaction was not surprise, but strangeness.

Wang Yajun continued: "Director Wu chatted with me last night until today's meeting. We all believe that Zhejiang First Hospital has the confidence and ability to become the vanguard of hospital informatization construction."

Fang Zhuo returned a silent smile. It turned out that Director Wu had already communicated with him.

Section Chief Li Ruyi next to him chimed in: "Yes, yesterday I heard Mr. Fang said that he also introduced the work progress of our hospital to the city leaders at the meeting, which is very good."

Hearing this, Wang Yajun became more enthusiastic, and started talking about the development of the hospital in recent years, starting with the construction of the hospital.

Fang Zhuo had no choice but to be a fan for a while.

"Really? That's a great development."

"Hey, better than our Luzhou!"

"Hey, Dean Wang contributed a lot!"

If it wasn't for the meeting in the afternoon, Fang Zhuo felt that Dean Wang could keep chatting.

At 10:30 in the morning, a small early communication ended, and Li Ruyi and Fang Zhuo came out of the dean's office together.

"Well, Dean Wang can really speak." Fang Zhuo complained slightly.

Li Ruyi smiled and said: "It means that he is satisfied, which is a good thing."

"Thank you again, Brother Li." Fang Zhuo sincerely thanked this section chief, and this level was comparable to that of Zhang Kaibing, the section chief of the First Affiliated Hospital of Luzhou.

If possible, he would like to gather more practical section chiefs like this to form a bond with Jinlan together.

"It's okay, why don't you be polite." Li Ruyi felt a little confused about this young man after knowing the turmoil of the Top Group, but there is no problem in making friends. After talking about your registered website, she wants to meet you."

Li Ruyi made a joke: "She said, if her daughter wasn't too young, she would definitely recruit you as her son-in-law."

Fang Zhuo: "..."

Well, probably everyone defines themselves differently.

The two chatted while walking, and when they arrived downstairs, Fang Zhuo received an unfamiliar number on his cell phone.

"Hello?"

"Hello, are you Mr. Fang from Guahao.com? I'm Wan Jing from the Propaganda Department." The person reported himself, "We're here to advertise for the media, right?"

"Hey, yes, Brother Wan, I mentioned this to the leaders at the symposium yesterday. Our website is very short of publicity right now." Fang Zhuo was delighted from the bottom of his heart.

Wan Jing said: "You can call me Xiaowan, then when you have time, I will implement this matter."

Fang Zhuo was taken aback for a moment, hey, this sentence is a bit familiar, oh yes, I have been a child before.

"I have time now, or there is a special meeting in the afternoon, and I can come early." Fang Zhuo replied.

Wan Jing said bluntly: "Then let's meet and talk, where are you? I'll go find you."

Fang Zhuo thought for a while, and reported the address of the office.

He hung up the phone and said to Li Ruyi apologetically, "Brother Li, there is a publicity agent in the city that I need to deal with. I will make an appointment in a few days, and I will come over to taste the food at home."

"Okay, let's go, if there is anything I can help, just talk." Li Ruyi said with a smile, "The work of the website is important, and there will be a long time in the future, so don't worry."

Fang Zhuo and Section Chief Li shook hands, borrowed the other party's bicycle by the way, and rode to his office.

It was close to noon, and Yu Hong was not the only one in the office. She sat at the door with a box of lunch and chatted with the two people next to her.

"Mr. Fang, why are you back? Didn't you go to the hospital, and then go directly to the municipal party committee meeting in the afternoon?" Yu Hong saw Fang Zhuo who was wobbling on a bicycle. She was worried that there was a new employee by her side, and called out "Fang total".

"Hahahahaha, Xiaoyu, why didn't you call me Xiaofang today? Did you take the wrong medicine?" Fang Zhuo reacted as soon as he got off his bicycle.

Yu Hong dipped her chopsticks into the rice, and calmly introduced to the two people next to her with an extremely professional attitude: "This is Mr. Fang Zhuo, the founder of our registration network. He is more easy-going and likes to joke."

She introduced to Fang Zhuo again: "These are our two new employees, he is Yang Wan, and he is Ji Han."

Yang Wan looks to be in his early thirties with a steady expression, while Ji Han looks like a 20-year-old immature student.

Fang Zhuo was a little surprised at the age of the previous one, but he didn't show it. He shook hands with a smile and said, "Hello, both of you. We will work together in the future. Let's try not to shut down the website."

Mr. Fang really likes to joke, the two new employees thought in unison.

"Can you be normal?" Yu Hong finally broke her guard and asked a little angrily, "Why are you back?"

"Oh, there's a member of the publicity department coming to deal with the media advertisement." Fang Zhuo said with a smile, "I'll ask him to come here for a chat, and we'll go to the meeting after the chat."

Yu Hong said happily: "I said yesterday, are you coming today? The efficiency of Lin'an's work is really high!"

This... Isn't this the power of administration, Fang Zhuo thought.

At [-]:[-] noon, Wan Jing from the Propaganda Section arrived at the Lin'an office of Guahao.com—it was just a facade room. It was well-connected and the transportation was convenient, but it was a little different from what I had imagined.

Wan Jing was polite and asked about his job content: "Mr. Fang, what kind of newspaper advertisement in our city are you planning to publish here?"

"Brother Wan, the more the better, uh, what Mayor Qiu means is that a start-up company like ours should go steady and save money. The cheaper the better." Fang Zhuo gave his advice to Mayor Judy. speaking comprehension.

Wan Jing opened the notebook that he carried with him, and introduced with ease: "Then let's take our influential "Qianjiang Evening News" as an example. The section that our propaganda department can easily contact, the 1/2 column at the end of the newspaper is 2000 yuan money."

When Fang Zhuo heard this kind of quotation, he suddenly thought of the quotation that Su Wei found from the reporter in Luzhou before. This kind of position seemed to be tens of thousands of yuan.

"The price of the full page is 3500, which is basically a very conspicuous and good position." Wan Jing continued to give an example, "The full page and the double column are not easy to communicate with the newspaper office, and the price can only be about one-third of the market price. one."

Fang Zhuo asked in surprise: "It's not easy to communicate, is there still a third? What is the market price of the 1/2 banner and the full page at the end of the newspaper just mentioned?"

Wan Jing thought for a while, and then made some calculations: "About one tenth, after all, it is a market economy now, and newspapers also need accounts."

After all, it is a market economy... Your tone sounds quite regrettable!
Fang Zhuo made a decisive decision: "Brother Wan, as far as the full page of the newspaper is concerned, I want all the 3500 ones!"

"I want them all?" Wan Jing's face was blank, and he didn't understand the meaning.

"It's the media and newspapers that our publicity department can easily contact. I want all their full-page trailers!" Fang Zhuo explained.

Wan Jing was stunned: "Huh?"

Next to him, Yu Hong, who was silently eating a boxed lunch while listening to the conversation, choked on a mouthful of food, and coughed repeatedly, loser, loser, loser!

(End of this chapter)