Era: Beginning from the Modu Translation Studio

Chapter 90 Going Bankrupt and Dry Publishing

At 07:30 the next morning, it was a happy day for Li Ruocheng to be discharged from the hospital.

According to the doctor's instructions, the elderly only need to take the medicine and go home to rest.

Father Jiang led Jiang He and Jiang Shan brothers to the ward early.

Just in time, a nurse was applying eye drops to Li Ruocheng.

"Look," Jiang Xiangnan walked around the ward, "The wards for cadres are different, and there are flush toilets."

Jiang He also felt that this thing is really convenient: "You don't have to hurry up and enjoy it, and leave in a while."

"That must be there." Father Jiang couldn't hold back for a moment: "I don't know if I will have the opportunity to live in such a ward in the future."

"Bah, bah, bah," Li Huaiying hurriedly said, "This is a hospital, don't expect to go here."

"It's true," Jiang's father also turned the corner: "If you have anything, you can't get sick."

"Old Jiang," Li Ruocheng began to change clothes: "I can live in such a ward this time, and I still enjoy the blessing of the third child in your family."

Li Huaiying has been talking about this for the past two days: "No, I was so anxious at the time, I didn't expect that the director of the hospital would personally bring an ophthalmologist over."

Jiang Xiangnan likes to hear others praise his son the most: "The bigger this kid is, the more sensible he is. Before, I regretted that I continued to raise the third and fourth children. Now it seems... there must be one of them."

Jiang Shan stood aside with two bags of canned fruit, smiling.

He himself did not expect that Director Ma of the inpatient department not only called the ophthalmologist over temporarily, but also specially followed him to give instructions.

It seems that the prestige of the director of Pujiang TV Station cannot be underestimated.

Li Huaiying urged his wife to leave quickly: "Clean up, let's leave quickly, don't delay the children's business."

Not to mention, Jiangshan has a lot going on today.

After a while, he has to publish social sketches!

……

When Jiang Shan walked out of the accounting office accompanied by Chief Editor Pan, he already had the 420 yuan manuscript fee for "Chibi Wars" in his pocket, and the 70 yuan advance living expenses for the next "Seven Captures of Meng Huo".

"Editor Pan," Jiang Shan came here today for another matter: "A few days ago, you gave me that wall calendar, can you sell me two more copies?"

Editor-in-Chief Pan smiled: "Like it?"

"Hehe," Jiang Shan said honestly, "I think this is a rare item, and I want to buy two copies to go back to the unit to curry favor with the leaders. These days, because I have to draw a comic book, I can't work for the unit wholeheartedly."

"Oh?"

Editor-in-Chief Pan thought to himself, no wonder Comrade Xiao Jiang painted so fast, and turned out to be taking the side job as his main job: "Then I have to fully support you!"

Jiang Shan: "Thank you for your support."

"Come on, follow me to the office," Editor-in-Chief Pan asked as he walked, "Comrade Xiao Jiang, which unit do you work in?"

Jiang Shan made a choice: "Pujiang Translation Studio."

"Yo," Chief Editor Pan didn't expect it at all: "Good unit!"

Jiang Shan smiled and said, "How much is this calendar, I'll give you the money."

"This batch of calendars is mainly sold within our industry," Editor-in-Chief Pan said as well as Jiang Shan knew: "The publishing house also kept some and gave them to better contributors."

Jiang Shan heard it beautifully: "I count too?"

"certainly,"

The two walked into the office without knowing it.

"Here, take it," Chief Editor Pan handed Jiang Shan two volumes of calendars: "This is our editorial department's full support for your work."

Jiang Shan was stunned for a moment, and wanted to decline again, but seeing that there were other people in the office, he quickly said "thank you" and took it.

When I was leaving, I passed by an editorial office of "Pujiang Fine Arts Magazine" and found that the door plates were being removed there.

Jiang Shan knew in his heart that it must be another magazine that fell before it was relaunched.

At the end of 1978, publishing houses across the country responded to the country's call and stepped up efforts to publish book albums.

In the past few months at the end of the year, the only 105 newspapers in the country actually worked overtime to print more than 5000 categories and 37 billion books.

In the past few years, the publishing houses have never imagined the existence of future generations: going bankrupt and doing publishing, such jargon.

The printing plants of various publishing houses are completely in a state of non-stop shutdown.

So at the end of 1978, some magazines that did not make money and pay for their paper were all offline to give way.

……

"Xiao Jiang,"

Master Lu in the communication room of Pujiang Translation Studio stopped him as soon as he saw Jiang Shan.

Then handed a large stack of letters to him: "Today's letter, please help bring it in."

"okay!"

Recently, with the continuous release of dubbed films, the factory has received many letters from the masses every day.

In today's society, "letters" have become the most ideal communication tool for the masses.

Whether you want to swear a few words, or want to show love to someone...

Even self-recommendations for job hunting can be sent by letter.

In the Pujiang translation factory, Comrade Liu Guangling, who received the most letters from the masses every day, originally wanted to work in a literary and art unit.

Thousands of recommendation letters were sent out one after another, but they were all rejected because of the high content.

Unexpectedly, in the end, I picked up a treasure for the translation factory!
"Director Hu," Jiang Shan knocked on the door of Hu Xiao's office: "Is this going to be busy?"

Hu Xiao just put down the phone: "Why are you so happy? Xiao Jiang."

"Here," Jiang Shan handed over a scroll of wall calendar: "It was issued secretly by the publishing house."

"Oh?" Hu Xiao took it with a serious face.

He rolled it up and quickly rolled it up again: "That's right, next time there is such a good thing, you have to think of me."

Jiang Shan nodded immediately: "Must!"

Hu Xiao: "I heard that a reporter from your brother's newspaper came to our factory to interview the voice actors of "Havoc in Heaven"?"

"Yes," Jiang Shan nodded and said, "Pujiang Daily wants to publish a few issues of articles about the behind-the-scenes production of "Havoc in Heaven", and Meiying Studio has also gone to the reporter."

Hu Xiao shook his head: "Wan Laiming and the others don't go well every time they make a film. After filming "Princess Iron Fan" in 41, almost all the creative team went to Xiangjiang to pull rickshaws."

Jiang Shan looked at Hu Xiao: "Can this matter be published in the newspaper?"

"Don't," Hu Xiao immediately waved his hands, "If Wan Laiming didn't mention this, you just pretend you didn't know about it."

Jiang Shan nodded: "I don't know."

In the afternoon, Cai Wensheng of Pujiang Daily received several calls.

All the shopping malls in Pujiang called to inquire about the "Havoc in Heaven" toys.

Cai Wensheng, who hung up the phone, immediately realized that the number of people who went to the mall today to ask about Monkey King toys must have far exceeded the number of workers in the Jiangning Toy Factory.

This publicity campaign was finally complete.

Sure enough, the next day, Director Jiang of the Jiangning Toy Factory brought Accountant Chen over to pay the publicity fee.

Director Jiang held Jiang Hai's hand tightly and refused to let go: "Thank you, Editor-in-Chief Jiang, I really appreciate your newspaper's help."

Jiang Hai was also happy for him: "All the toys are sold out?"

"All sold out," Jiang said excitedly, "So many people gathered around us to pay. This is the first time I have encountered such a thing."

"Editor Jiang," accountant Chen said excitedly after thinking about it, "I was planning to take the newspaper to the mall to sell toys, but I didn't expect them to come to the door directly."

"It's the same as grabbing the goods." Director Jiang has never seen this kind of battle: "The rest of the toys are all taken away by them."

"When the factory manager was happy, he gave them the posters as well."

"Okay, okay," Jiang Hai didn't expect that the toy could sell so quickly: "Hey, what are you doing?"

Facing the box of toys that Accountant Chen brought up, Jiang Hai hurriedly asked.

Factory Manager Jiang looked sincere: "Editor Jiang, our factory has nothing to sell except toys. These are the most popular toys this year. If you don't accept them, I will treat you as looking down on me."

"Oh," Jiang Hai smiled and shook his head: "I'm already very happy to help you solve practical problems..."

In the evening, Jiang Hai walked into the house with a box of toys in his arms.

Jiang Xiaoyu and Jiang Xiaobai were immediately dumbfounded.

Jiang Hai put the toy on the table: "Take it and play!"

Jiang Xiaoyu's eyes were full of surprise: "This...is all for me and my brother?"

Jiang Hai smiled amiably: "Of course, if Dad doesn't give it to you, who will you give it to?"

"Okay~"

Jiang Hai patted the little heads of the children. Recently, these two children have been closer to the third child than himself.

Just in time, let's borrow this box of toys from Factory Manager Jiang to win over the parent-child relationship.

During dinner, the younger sister Jiang Chuan looked at the toys piled up on his little bed, turned around and asked, "Brother, why don't I have a share?"

Jiang Hai rolled her eyes: "How old are you, otherwise you can choose a few pieces yourself."

Jiang Chuan pouted: "Hmph!"

At this time, Jiang He took out 10 yuan from his pocket and handed it over: "Little sister, spend it!"

"Really?" Jiang Chuan took it immediately: "Second brother is the best!"

Everyone at the table, except Jiang He, was shocked.

Among them, Jiang Ma was the most sympathetic: "Why do you give her so much money, pocket money, pocket money, just give her a small change."

Jiang Chuan hurriedly put ten yuan into his pocket: "Second brother gave me more because he hurt me. Now it's over. I've wanted to buy a pair of small leather shoes for a long time."

Jiang Shan couldn't sit still anymore.

Everyone knows that he is the one who earns the most in this house, so he took out ten yuan and handed it over: "The money for the little leather shoes, I gave it to you."

"Great," Jiang Chuan had already started screaming: "Thank you brother, brother is the best!"

"Hey, hey," Jiang Ma took a step too late, seeing ten yuan was picked up by the youngest daughter again, and said distressedly:

"You two, one spent money on the handle of the knife, and the other spent money on the back of the knife."

Father Jiang quickly answered, "None of them are spent wisely."

Jiang Chuan stuck out his tongue at them with a smile. At this moment, she was in the best mood in the whole room.

Jiang Ma smiled and tapped her little daughter on the head with her chopsticks: "Save some money!"

Jiang Shan hurriedly said from the side: "Mom, today's bowls are all left for the knife handle to wash."

"That's right," Jiang He also thought it was reasonable: "It's better to let the mother with the knife on her back rest for a while."

Jiang Chuan smiled all over his face: "Don't say it's tonight, I will do all the dishwashing in the future!"

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(End of this chapter)