Era: Beginning from the Modu Translation Studio

Chapter 105 Sent a Car to the Newspaper Office
In less than an hour, Jiang Hai walked out of the mud calmly.

"Comrade third," he said, pointing to Jiang Shan, "you are the first editor of my new newspaper."

Jiang Shan smiled: "Everything is subject to the organization's arrangement, but remember to settle my manuscript fee when the time comes."

"Do you need to remind me?" Jiang Hai became more transparent, and said, "Third brother, I took on this drudgery for you!"

The three brothers in the hut laughed together.

Among them, Jiang Shan has the most beautiful smile, others can plot, so don't they?
"When will the old leader of our newspaper come to work?" Jiang Shan still hasn't forgotten this.

Jiang Hai did not forget: "You are talking about Wei Yuanxing, right? He will come to work officially tomorrow."

Jiang Shan didn't expect it to be so fast: "Boss, when you go to the newspaper office tomorrow, you have to show an expression like you picked up a gold ingot!"

Jiang Hai didn't want to understand: "Why?"

Jiang Shan's role changed quickly: "This is the only way to trick people into following you."

Only then did Jiang Hai realize that he was about to change from being the leader of "Pujiang Daily" to becoming a competitor:
"Lao Cai is urging me to start a new newspaper today, and he also said that he will follow along."

Jiang Shan can't handle this kind of heart: "You are better than me in winning people's hearts."

Jiang Hai also thought so: "Tomorrow morning, I have to go to the Propaganda Office to meet with Director Zhang, so that I can implement the newspaper."

Jiang Shan did not forget to remind: "At that time, you have to show an expression that you have lost your gold ingot."

Jiang Hai didn't need to remind him this time: "It's better to make a request to the higher authorities, right?"

The two brothers looked at each other and smiled, but Jiang He turned over a good thing: "This...this dress is too outrageous."

Jiang Hai glanced slightly: "It's really outrageous."

The two continued to turn backwards: "It's getting more and more outrageous..."

For a while, Jiang Shan, who was lying on the bed, had already fallen asleep.

Early the next morning, among the people around the dining table, each one had a prettier smile than the other.

Jiang Xiaoyu's changeable doll, Jiang Xiaobai's wired remote control excavator...

Jiang Ma held an envelope with a smile on her face: "This kid, he refuses to save it for himself."

Jiang Xiangnan glanced at the two boxes of Chunghwa cigarettes in his hand: "It's only 15 yuan a day when you go abroad? You should stay a few more days before you come back."

For a while, Jiang Chuan was reluctant to go to school: "My little brother is the best, look, my gift is the best."

Jiang He nodded and had to admit: "It's really good."

At this time, there was a children's toy in front of Jiang Chuan. Although it was a toy, it was a real record player.

Lively and lovely plastic shell, yellow, green and green buttons, and a plug-in microphone.

Although only five records are matched, this is definitely considered an advanced household appliance in China.

At that time, in a shopping mall in Japan, when everyone in the team gathered around the home appliance counter and sighed.

Comrade Jiang Shan walked towards the toy counter without looking back. He had long coveted Japanese toys from this period.

I fell in love with this record player at a glance, although it cost almost 80 yuan in conversion.

After that, even Huang Hua, who kept reminding Jiangshan that he could buy a smuggled tape recorder for him, couldn't resist buying one.

……

Jiang Shan went out early today, and Gu Zhengzheng notified him the first day that a celebration party would be held for him in Taiwan today.

Jiang Shan, carrying a pair of thermos bottles, followed Director Gu into the office.

"How is it?" Gu Zhengzheng said with a smile: "The prize prepared by Comrade Zhang Lu is not bad!"

Jiang Shan was also laughing: "Very good, practical!"

"Hehe, as long as you like it," Director Gu sat down on the office chair:
"You designed a children's advertisement for Yu Sigui of Dadi Advertising, right? I also discovered during this time that there seem to be many public service advertisements about children in Japan."

Jiang Shan felt that Gutai should understand this: "Japan is a country that attaches great importance to the growth and development of children before the age of seven, and they believe that the imagination of children in this age group should be protected."

"Oh," Director Gu nodded: "Children are the flowers of the future, and our country should also pay attention to this!"

Jiang Shan reminded: "Our country has not ignored it. Do you still remember the puppet cartoon of "Ma Liang"?"

How could director Gu forget it: "This film is older than our TV station. Pujiang Art Film Factory has won several gold awards abroad at that time!"

Jiang Shan likes this puppet show movie very much: "I think it is much better than those children's public service advertisements in Japan. Dare to think, dare to draw, and have a powerful and unconstrained style."

"You reminded me when you said that," Director Gu said to Jiang Shan:
"This year's Children's Day, our country has decided to hold a big one. Just in time, I will borrow this movie and play it for a few days, and then hold a children's show. It should be almost the same."

"Director Gu," Jiang Shan said to Gu Zhengzheng generously, "My elder brother is entrusted by the Propaganda Department to publish a new newspaper."

Director Gu immediately asked: "The original "Pujiang Daily" quit?"

Jiang Shan looked distressed: "The former editor-in-chief is coming back."

"Oh," Director Gu immediately understood, "What about you?"

Jiang Shan: "Of course I have to follow my brother!"

Director Gu nodded: "Xiao Jiang, if you need my help, just mention it."

Jiang Shan really wanted to ask him for a favor: "Can you reprint the program preview on the TV newspaper that you and Radio and Television run?"

Director Gu still thinks it is something: "You still have to ask? I asked Zhang Lu to give you a copy every week, and I will call Zhou Yeming again later, and I will take care of everything for you."

The more Jiang Shan listened, the happier he became: "Thank you, Gutai."

Director Gu waved his hand: "Thank you, I have to thank you for helping us promote the TV program."

Jiang Shan secretly said: The world is awake!

Director Gu's words were not finished: "If you have time these two days, help me think about the weather forecast. Zhang Lu is already writing the program plan. If you are convenient, write a copy for me."

Jiang Shan has experience, but no theory: "How can I do this job."

Gu Zhengzheng knew that he was not born in a major, but he was still going to squeeze it out:
"Try it, it doesn't need to be too complicated, just write whatever you think, after all, I watched TV for so many days in Japan!"

Jiang Shan felt that the weather forecast in China in later generations was much more pleasing to the eye than in Japan: "Success, I'll give it a try."

"Have you heard that a batch of cars have been replaced in the city for the sake of appearance?" Gu Zhengzheng laughed: "The condition is pretty good."

Jiang Shan's eyes lit up: "Is one given to you?"

As soon as this was mentioned, Gu Zhengzheng became happy: "It's for the TV station."

……

Pujiang Propaganda Office on January 1979, 1.

Comrade Jiang Hai officially accepted the task of running a newspaper entrusted to him by the Propaganda Department.

"Oriental Metropolis Daily?" Director Zhang has been thinking about signing up for the past few days: "I think it's quite good, and it has the momentum of our Pujiang."

When Jiang Hai heard it, he felt that there was a door: "I will definitely do my best to run "Oriental Metropolis Daily" well."

Director Zhang was very relieved: "I knew you would not let me down."

Jiang Hai still couldn't put on an aggrieved expression, so he could only tell the truth:
"Before, I was really a little bit... But after I went back and thought about it carefully, I should still follow the organization's line policy."

"It's human nature, I understand your thoughts," Director Zhang nodded, and the editor-in-chief Jiang in front of him was still very straightforward:

"The address of Xinbao is on Anfu Road. It used to be an elementary school. It was vacated last year. There are three floors, which are just right for you to use."

Jiang Hai didn't expect: "The address of the newspaper office has been selected?" Fortunately, he took the job, otherwise he would really offend the propaganda department.

"Just wait until you, Editor-in-Chief Jiang, take over," Director Zhang continued:
"There is a printing factory in the next street. It used to be the printing factory of "Children's Weekly". The equipment is the same as that of Pujiang Daily, but you may have to hire a few more workers..."

For a while, Jiang Hai stopped talking and took out a notebook to listen and take notes.

Not a single detail was overlooked: "What are the organizational requirements for the content of this newspaper?"

Director Zhang was about to tell him this: "This newspaper must be political and ideological, as well as informative and interesting."

Jiang Hai nodded and recorded them one by one, he wanted everything.

Director Zhang emphatically reminded: "You can make up your own mind on the specific content, but this newspaper must have its own characteristics."

Jiang Hai repeated: "Remember, you must develop your own characteristics!"

Director Zhang also had the most crucial sentence: "Comrade Jiang Hai, do you still remember the application for advertising business you handed in, what did you say?"

Jiang Hai looked up at him, and quickly recalled the contents of the application until he thought of that sentence:
"As an editor-in-chief, I insist on carrying out advertising business, supporting myself, developing myself, and not adding trouble to the organization."

Hearing this, Director Zhang nodded in relief.

Similarly, Jiang Hai also hoped so.

At the same time, Section Chief Yuan of the Red Star Daily Chemical Factory put on the blue overalls of the warehouse keeper helplessly.

After running for more than half a month, none of the newspapers were willing to advertise, including the previous "Pujiang Daily".

Looking at a warehouse full of Red Star Advanced Shampoo, Director Hong of the Daily Chemical Factory was annoyed and transferred Yuan Kangmei from the head of the business department to the warehouse.

Just let him guard the tens of thousands of bottles of Red Star shampoo every day.

Jiang Hai hummed all the way, and rode a [-]-bar into the Pujiang Daily office.

As soon as I entered the gate, I saw a black car parked in the yard of the newspaper office.

Jiang Hai purposely looked back twice.

suddenly,

"Jiang Hai, why are you here so late?"

Wei Yuanxing, who just turned 50 this year, walked down the stairs with a smile: "Although you are already the deputy editor-in-chief, you still have to abide by the rules and regulations of the newspaper."

Jiang Hai looked at his old leader in surprise, how could he feel that the other party was more natural than himself.

There is not even the slightest...

"Editor Wei," Jiang Hai couldn't help but admire the other party's cheekiness: "You are finally back!"

Wei Yuan walked over and held Jiang Hai's hand tightly. He really underestimated him before.

He never thought that a chief editor of the Supplement Department could actually bring "Pujiang Daily" back to life.

"Come here," Wei Yuanxing pulled Jiang Hai to the side of the car:
"This is a car that the city just sent to our newspaper office. Would you like to sit in it and try it?"

(End of this chapter)