Era: Beginning from the Modu Translation Studio

Chapter 110 The Secret Advertisement of Fishing for Appetite
Jiang Shan had a cigarette in his ear and a cigarette in his mouth.

Swinging a broom in his hand, he vigorously dusted the cement wall outside the newspaper office.

Not far from him, Jiang He also held a big broom and swung it back and forth.

"Hello little comrade,"

Yuan Jiefang, who was pushing the bicycle, wiped the sweat from his brow with his sleeve: "Excuse me, this is the Oriental Metropolis Daily, right?"

Jiang Shan pointed in the direction of the gate: "It's in front."

Yuan Jiefang looked around: "Thank you!"

"Who is this person?" Jiang He took a look.

Jiang Shan continued to squint his eyes and dust off the ashes: "Never mind him, second brother, are you hungry?"

"I'm not hungry," Jiang He carefully tasted the scent in the air: "What's this smell?"

Jiang Shan couldn't stand the smell anymore: "Is it delicious? In addition to our newspaper office, there is also a bakery in this yard."

Jiang He remembered: "Is that the row of small bungalows?"

"Yes, it's said that the neighborhood committee used to run a noodle factory in Lilong, but now it's taken over by the district and turned into a bakery factory."

"This neighbor is nice, go buy two and have a try."

Jiang He tore off his protective sleeve and began to beat his underwear, Jiang Shan's hair immediately turned whiter.

The two brothers smoked themselves all the way, and came to the gate to have a look.

Yuan Jiefang just waved with the concierge Master Lu, and walked in happily.

"Master Lu, what is this man here for?" Jiang Shan handed him a cigarette.

Master Lu said mysteriously, "It is said that he came to the newspaper to advertise."

Jiang Shan: "Oh?"

Master Lu laughed: "So, I let him in without a letter of introduction."

Jiang Shan glanced at the chubby figure's back: "I didn't ask which unit it was from?"

Who is Master Lu: "Of course I asked, comrades from Hongxing Daily Chemical Factory."

"Oh~" Jiang Shan heard a little bit: "Master Lu is hungry, you wait!"

Afterwards, when Jiang Shan was standing outside the bread processing factory, introducing himself enthusiastically, he was invited out by the elder sister who was wrapped in white.

"Comrade," the elder sister said with a look of disgust, "Our hygiene requirements are very high here, so if you have anything to say, just stand outside and talk about it?"

Jiang Shan took a look, leaning against the wall with a smirk on his face, Jiang He continued enthusiastically:

"We are reporters from the newspaper office next door. It's our turn to clean up today. I thought I'd help you clean up too, but seeing how clean you are...it seems like we're overthinking it."

So that's the case, the eldest sister smiled: "So you belong to the newspaper office, then we will be neighbors from now on."

"No," Jiang Shan was very satisfied with the neighbor: "Wait next month, I will give you free newspapers every day."

The eldest sister quickly shook her hand: "How can that be!"

Jiang Shan thinks it's okay: "After you read it, I will trouble you to give more suggestions!"

"Hahaha,"

The eldest sister smiled, turned around and walked in, and came out with a pile of bread in her arms:
"Little comrade, this is the bread that was just baked in our factory today, take it home and taste it with your comrades."

Jiang Shan immediately had a serious expression on his face: "No, no, no."

The eldest sister said with a cold face on purpose: "I don't give you food for nothing, and give us suggestions after eating!"

Jiang Shan took it back embarrassingly: "Success, I will taste it carefully!"

The eldest sister, surnamed Bai, is the director of this bread processing factory.

Today, several flavors of bread have been baked in the factory, and the backbones are studying the specific production varieties in the future.

Not long after, under the repeated explanations of the editor-in-chief Jiang Hai, Yuan Jiefang walked out of the editor-in-chief's room with a smile on his face.

"I'll wait for as long as I want." Unexpectedly, Editor-in-Chief Jiang didn't say a single word to him: "Editor-In-Chief Jiang, I, Yuan Jiefang, have identified you!"

When the cheerful Yuan Jiefang passed by the reception room again, he found that the three people inside were sitting together eating bread.

This time, he took a closer look. If he didn't miss it, the two cleaners should be the brothers of Editor-in-Chief Jiang's family.

Jiang Shan tore open the wrapping paper of the third bread: "Huh? This one is full of milk." He took a big bite.

Master Lu became more anxious and panicked: "Really don't save some for other comrades?"

After speaking, he reached out and picked up the third one.

Jiang He shook his head.

Jiang Shan also shook his head: "The quantity is limited, the three of us can taste it for you."

"That's right," Master Lu said, "it's not enough for them to share."

Jiang Shan immediately marked out three shares with a smile: "But enough for us to share."

"Third," Jiang He suddenly became serious.

Jiang Shan looked back at him: "Why?"

Jiang He raised his chin: "Outside."

Following his gaze, Jiang Shan looked out the window.

From a distance, I saw a chubby gay man waving a broom in full swing.

Jiang Shan hurriedly chased him out: "Uncle, what are you busy with?"

Master Lu and Jiang He followed closely behind.

Jiang He said harshly, "Put down the broom for me!"

"Comrade cleaners," Yuan Jiefang explained with a smile, "you continue to eat, and I will do the work."

Jiang Shan: "Huh?"

……

Recently, the "Chunlei" in the warehouse of Pujiang Daily Chemical has been evacuated, and the factory manager immediately organized the manpower to work overtime to catch up with the production.

However, the inventory piled up in the "Red Star" daily chemical factory is still strong.

Warehouse keeper Yuan Jiefang goes to Dongfang Metropolis Daily to help out every day after get off work.

Diligence, hard work.

After not coming for a day, Jiang Shan still misses him a little bit.

Recently, the weather in Pujiang has been getting colder every day.

However, the streets of the city became more and more lively.

The day after tomorrow is New Year's Eve, Jiang Hai took his two younger brothers to see the new house after get off work.

As soon as he entered, Jiang Shan saw an old acquaintance in the traditional three-bedroom apartment: "Uncle Jiefang, why are you here?"

Yuan Jiefang was wearing a blue coat with a newspaper on his head: "Look, is it white or not?"

"I asked Master Lu to help find a master to paint the wall," Jiang Hai said awkwardly, "He heard it, so he insisted on taking the job."

Yuan Jiefang brushed the details carefully: "Spending the unjust money, I will paint the walls, and Lao Lu will paint the floor, and they will all live!"

Jiang Shan looked at the cement floor that had been painted red, and said, "It's so fashionable!"

When he looked up again, Jiang He had already picked up the paint.

"If we work harder together, I think tonight will be almost done," Jiang Shan said while looking for tools while rolling up his sleeves.

Jiang Hai thought so too.

"Uncle Jiefang," Jiang Shan asked while brushing, "Why didn't you listen to my brother's advice?"

"Oh," Yuan Jiefang said honestly, "I'm not educated. I always feel that I can sell products through a few hard work. I didn't expect that the pie would not continue, and the factory would be ruined."

"It's okay," Jiang Shan smiled and lit a cigarette.

Yuan Jiefang didn't think so: "How could it be okay? If I had listened to your brother's advice, the more than 6 bottles of shampoo would have been sold out long ago."

"If I say it doesn't get in the way, it doesn't get in the way." Jiang Shan didn't say anything, and drew a rectangle on the wall with a paintbrush.

After that, two horizontal bars were drawn in the rectangle, which were divided into three small grids.

When he stopped writing, the other three people in the new room had already surrounded him.

Jiang Hai was the first to ask, "What is this painting?"

Jiang He: "A rectangle?"

Yuan Jiefang: "..."

After they were silent, Jiang Shan wrote a few words on the bottom grid with a brush.

The three people around them collectively read aloud: "A collection of 12 kinds of precious medicinal materials."

Jiang Shan asked, "Do you know what I painted?"

Everyone shook their heads in unison.

"Do you want to know what I painted?" Jiang Shan asked with a smile.

"What is it?"

"hurry up."

"..."

Then, Jiang Shan wrote a few words on the middle grid: full of lotion essence.

"Did you see it?" Jiang Shan continued to ask.

"food?"

"Malted milk?"

Yuan Jiefang: "I seem to have seen it somewhere?"

Jiang Shan still didn't respond, and wrote in the last space: pure natural calendula spice.

Yuan Jiefang slapped his thigh, and Jiang Shan immediately stopped him: "Don't talk, let them guess."

When Jiang Hai saw the situation, he took advantage of the situation and guessed: "Could it be shampoo?"

Jiang He was also thinking: "Red Star Shampoo?"

"If you didn't see Uncle's thigh," Jiang Shan hypothetically said, "Can you two guess it?"

Jiang He said one thing at a time: "I can't guess it."

Yuan Jiefang shook his head himself: "I didn't see the end, so I thought it was something to eat!"

At this moment, Jiang Hai leaned in front of the wall: "This is a bit interesting, third child, isn't this another advertisement?"

Jiang Shan nodded: "Under normal circumstances, when the same thing appears three times, it will be remembered in people's minds. When it appears for the fourth time, it will not be easy to forget."

The other three nodded.

Jiang Shan continued to popularize science: "However, he can't make it unforgettable, unless it is something he has been pursuing hard."

Before the three of them could respond, Jiang Shan poked the wall with a brush and said, "Like this picture tonight, although it's just one time, will you forget it after a while?"

The three shook their heads unanimously, it is so easy to forget.

However, Yuan Jiefang still grasped the point: "Xiao Jiang, is there an advertisement for our factory's shampoo on this wall?"

"Yes," Jiang Shan added a few strokes on the wall, turning the rectangle into the outline of a bottle of shampoo:
"Publish it in four days, fill in one box a day, let the masses guess, and publish a photo of the shampoo on the fourth day to reveal the answer."

For Yuan Jiefang, who just accepted the advertisement, this form of advertisement is undoubtedly another challenge.

Jiang Hai won the bid at a glance: "In the first three days of the ad, I was simply trying to catch readers' appetite."

Jiang He nodded: "The story has just begun. If you want to know what the ending is, you must see the end."

"This kind of advertisement is called revealing advertisement," Jiang Shan said slowly, "Compared with simple and repetitive forms, its effect is much better."

"Oh," Yuan Jiefang suddenly realized, "So there is knowledge in the advertisement."

With a lot of knowledge, Jiang Shan can only choose a simple way: "Our daily riddle is the advantage of Red Star Shampoo!"

Yuan Jiefang has already seen it: "That's right, our shampoos are all genuine."

"Uncle Jiefang," Jiang Shan smiled and looked at the other party: "This time, I can guarantee the sales of shampoo, but the price of the advertisement is a thousand days."

(End of this chapter)