Reborn as the youngest son of a chaebol, let's get to know his sister-in-law!

Chapter 72 Take Mao Xianmin's First Kiss!

The concept of new media was put forward in the 20s. After the first dedicated line was connected to the international network in Hanguo in 60, the concept of new media began to become a topic that Chinese people kept asking.

Mao Zhicheng seems to have dabbled in new media: "You mean TV, that's called new media?"

"Yes, but not only TVs, but also computers, and even mobile phones can become new media in the future!" Chen Daojun said with certainty.

"With the rise and prosperity of new media, people's reading habits have also undergone great changes. People's reading tends to be more fragmented, and the way to obtain information has changed from traditional media to new media. This is a fact. , is also the trend of the future.”

Chen Daojun described to Mao Zhicheng what might happen in ten or 20 years. When he heard Chen Daojun mention that in the near future, a mobile phone can realize hundreds of functions such as surfing the Internet, watching movies, and taking pictures, Mao Xianmin and Mao Xianmin The sisters were all fascinated.

Because Chen Daojun was not just talking nonsense, he listed the development of semiconductors and chips one by one. According to this trend, what he described seems likely to become a reality.

Mao Zhicheng heard novel words casually uttered from Chen Daojun's mouth, as if opening the door to a new world for him.

Combining some previous observations, Mao Zhicheng was convinced that Chen Yangzhe strongly supported Daojun's entrepreneurship since he was a child because of his strong ability.

It suddenly occurred to him that Chen Daojun hadn't said how the newspaper would develop in the future, so he picked up a piece of ginseng chicken leg for Daojun with his chopsticks: "Then what should I do?"

Mao Xianmin got up calmly and went to the kitchen to scoop up a bowl of chicken soup, and gently placed it next to Daojun.

Chen Daojun glanced at it. In a bowl of soup, there were two ginseng heads floating on it. It was obvious that the two old wild ginseng stewed in the soup were picked up by this girl and given to herself.

This is too sweet, I can't stand it!
Chen Daojun groaned inwardly, and replied with a smile: "Actually, it's not difficult. As a newspaper company, you have to consider your own future development. What I said earlier was a bit far away. Now we just need to start with two aspects."

Mao Zhicheng sat up straight, his eyes full of expectation.

"First, improve the existing service quality. It is an indisputable fact that the decline of paper media in the future is an indisputable fact. What newspaper offices can do is to delay the decline of newspapers. The key is to improve the quality of newspapers. For example, to obtain more valuable information, In addition to the page layout optimization, distribution speed, etc. you just mentioned, of course, you can also increase the classification of newspapers and periodicals, such as entertainment, global, travel, and movies, which can all be used as branches to increase coverage.”

"Yes, I've been thinking about it recently. I'll ask the marketing department to do a good job of research. What about the second one?"

"Second, build your own new media platform. Since we know that the wave of the self-media era is coming, if you can't beat it, join in. Newspapers must have their own self-media platform, starting with TV. You can consider acquiring some private TV stations , Build your own program, and then find a way to smoothly transfer old customers to your own new media platform, and at the same time attract more high-quality users.”

"That's great!" Mao Zhicheng was completely convinced, and only then did he realize that age is really useless in front of talent.

Regarding the details, Mao Zhicheng and Chen Daojun chatted for a while.

Afterwards, apart from foreign investment projects, Chen Daojun briefly introduced his industry in Han Country.

Before leaving, Mao Zhicheng took out three white red envelopes.

This is a custom in the cold country, which is different from China's preference for red.

Han people stubbornly believe that white symbolizes cleanliness and clarity.

So the lucky red envelopes are all white.

Mao Zhicheng pinched the special red envelope with Chen Daojun's name on it: "Since I called you uncle, then I will lick my face and be an elder. This red envelope is not only a lucky money for you, but also represents the gratitude of my whole family."

"Take it!" Sister Mao Xianmin said in unison, it seems that they had discussed it before.

Everyone talked about this, and Chen Daojun was not a hypocritical person, he took the red envelope generously.

"Xianmin, give Daojun a gift, the New Year's money will have to be taken back!" Mao Zhicheng clapped his hands and smiled, carefully admonishing him.

"Okay!" Mao Xianmin opened the door and walked to the door first.

Mao Xianna looked at her sister and Chen Daojun who were standing at the door waving, and she felt very CP.

Ouba is really handsome, this is the nth time she had this idea today.

Walk on quiet streets.

All recent plans are within his expectations, Chen Daojun feels very relaxed.

Although he didn't drink, he was accompanied by beautiful women, and everyone was drunk without alcohol. He walked slower and slower step by step, like stepping on cotton.

Mao Xianmin was silent all the way, and suddenly stopped at the intersection of the extension of the community, turned around, Chen Daojun who was behind him was caught off guard, and the two bumped into each other.

Chen Daojun held Mao Xianmin's shoulders, and the latter mustered up the courage to ask, "Ouba, I've always wanted to ask you a question!"

She had been wondering about this question for too long, so she had to find a chance to ask it clearly.

Chen Daojun looked at her who was as gentle as water, and nodded: "I know everything."

"You've helped me too much, why?" Mao Xianmin chuckled, "For a giant like Shunyang Group, Xiancheng Daily is nothing more than shrimp, and it's not worth your effort at all!"

"Because we are classmates and good friends, okay, I know you don't believe me!"

Chen Daojun shrugged: "I am the major shareholder of Xiancheng Daily, and I don't want to see other twists and turns for the company."

"No, even if you are the major shareholder, Ouba, under such circumstances, you can completely ignore everything and let my father go to jail, and then use your status as the major shareholder to completely take Xiancheng Daily as your own. But you didn't do that!"

Although the management company has not been long, Mao Xianmin knows many cases where the founders were kicked out.

Helping his father out of trouble is actually not conducive to members of the chaebol like Chen Daojun to maximize profits.

"So I have been unable to figure it out, but this does not prevent me from being grateful. At that time, I almost thought of my father."

Mao Xianmin was a little choked up, but quickly controlled his emotions. The old days are approaching, so he can't cry, otherwise everything will be unfavorable in the coming year.

Chen Daojun looked at Mao Xianmin with mixed emotions in his heart. After being reborn, Mao Xianmin is now a little less fierce and a little more innocent.

Is it because I have changed her, or her experience has changed.

His mind was a little confused.

"I'm sorry, I, I'm just a little scared just thinking about it."

Mao Xianmin looked a little embarrassed with tears hanging from the corners of his eyes, but it added a bit of charm.

"Okay, nothing will happen in the future." Chen Daojun sighed, and wanted to take out a tissue from his pocket to help her wipe her eyes.
Mao Xianmin has always had a very shameful voice reminding himself.

If it's not for money, not for the company, then Oppa can only be for.
During the most difficult days, Ouba was always by his side, and he never stopped protecting himself from the wind and rain when he needed the most care and comfort from others.

Thinking of this, she plucked up the courage to stand on her heels, turned her hands over Chen Daojun's face, brought her cherry lips to Chen Daojun's mouth, and kissed it!
The fragrant and hot breath rushed to the tip of Chen Daojun's nose, and it passed by in a flash.

Looking at the astonished Chen Daojun, although Mao Xianmin blushed, she returned to her usual playfulness: "Ouba, this is my first kiss, and it's also a New Year's gift!"

　Ambiguous or something, how can I write, happy new year!

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