Era: Beginning from the Modu Translation Studio

Chapter 118 Who dares to post a full-page advertisement

On the second day, all citizens who bought the "Oriental Metropolis Daily" saw similar advertisements in the same section.

However, in the middle of the pattern of the empty bottle, there was another line of words: add high-quality lotion essence.

Combined with the information "12 kinds of precious Chinese herbal medicines" previously displayed in the newspaper, readers have confirmed that this should be a food advertisement.

"Hey, Xiao Jiang,"

Hu Xiao, who was sitting in the office of the dubbing factory, pointed to the "Oriental Metropolis Daily" and smiled at Lu Yi: "The whole advertisement is different from others."

Group Leader Lu smiled and shook his head: "Are you reading this newspaper too?"

Hu Xiao was always calm, the next second: "Why don't you call Lu Xiao over and ask, what kind of advertisement is Xiaojiang selling this gourd?"

"I asked earlier," Team Leader Lu didn't need to remind: "She ignored me."

"How did you become a brother?" No way, Hu Xiao flipped to another page: "You haven't married yet, and your heart is gone?"

Team leader Lu didn't care at all: "Hurry up and get there!"

"Look at this article quickly," Hu Xiao's voice suddenly rose.

Team Leader Lu quickly took the newspaper.

Soon, he saw an article in "Oriental Metropolis Daily":
"Translate your voice with your heart, keep the integrity and innovate, all the staff of the translation factory, under the leadership of director Hu Xiao, treat their work as an artistic creation and bring to the masses..."

Hu Xiao, who was leaning on the office chair, nodded in satisfaction amid Team Leader Lu's reading aloud. Jiang Shan still understands me: "Read it again!"

At the same time, Gu Zhengzheng, who was sitting in the TV station, also held the newspaper with a happy face:

"The advertisement aired by Pujiang TV on the first day of the Lunar New Year was unanimously praised by foreign media: this giant ship carrying the dreams of one billion people set sail from the fog and sailed into a new era full of brilliance."

In the courtyard at No. 51 Anhe Street, Li Ruocheng closed the newspaper expressionlessly.

In the next second, he quickly opened the drawer and took out the scissors.

Completely cut out the tofu cubes from the "Everyday English Corner" in "Oriental Metropolis Daily".

In the upper left corner of the Chinese and English novel series of "The Chronicles of Narnia", a line of small characters is clearly printed [Chief translator of this newspaper: Li Ruocheng]

Today, Jiang Shan is an official editor of Oriental Metropolis Daily.

For a while, he was sitting in the office with the advertising planning department sign hanging, drawing comic books.

After carefully reading the original book of "Les Miserables", Jiang Shan decisively put it aside.

"Let's draw my "On Heroes by Cooking Wine" first." Compared with comic books, Jiang Shan prefers comic books.

In the empty office, apart from a set of wooden cabinets, there are only two desks.

Such an environment made Jiangshan's pen tip smoother.

A coal stove was fired in the house, and the aluminum kettle was splashing on it, and Jiang Shan walked over with a tea mug.

"Comrade Jiangshan..." Suddenly, the door was pushed open from the outside.

With a sudden sound, Jiang Shan was almost sent away again.

He looked up at the audience, pursed his lips and looked disgusted: "When you open the country, can you bring back some capitalist civilization?"

Yu Sigui giggled: "What do you mean?"

"Before you come in, knock on the door."

"Knocking on the door is a traditional virtue in our country!"

Jiang Shan looked up at the other party: "It doesn't look like a child who grew up abroad at all."

"You are only a child," Yu Sigui repeatedly emphasized: "My father has been grasping my Chinese and Japanese since I was a child. Did you see the word "Fu" in Mayumi's hand? It is a calligraphy written by me."

Clap clap, Jiang Shan applauded for her: "Say hello to your father for me."

Yu Sigui dragged a chair and sat beside Jiang Shan: "What are you doing?"

Jiang Shan didn't raise his head: "You came to see me for something?"

Yu Sigui almost forgot his business, took out the newspaper in his bag and put it on the table: "Your newspaper is an advertisement, right?"

Jiang Shan glanced at it: "That's right."

Yu Sigui: "What exactly does this mean?"

Jiang Shan: "Business secrets."

"Hehe," Yu Sigui didn't know: "I promise not to say anything."

The country is as stable as Mount Tai: "Want to know business secrets? You have to change."

In fact, Jiang Shan really wanted to know which advertisements the other party brought back this time!

However, Yu Sigui felt that there was no secret to exchange: "There is no secret, but there is one trouble, do you want to hear it?"

Jiang Shan is most afraid of trouble: "I don't want to!"

It took a while for Yu Sigui to remember that he was sitting in the newspaper office: "By the way, why did I forget about you, Jiang Shan, do your newspaper offices dare to publish foreign business advertisements?"

Jiang Shan stopped the pen in his hand: "Is this trouble you are talking about? I remember that some newspapers have published advertisements for foreign companies."

The one in Yu Sigui's hand is different: "The full page, do you dare to post it?"

The Dadi News Agency established by Yu Qinghan, after a period of time after its re-opening, represented many Japanese companies in advertisements.

At this moment, although many newspapers have published advertisements, no one has dared to set foot in the entire advertisement!

Jiangshan is clear about this: "Which company's full-page advertisement?"

Yu Sigui's eyes lit up: "Panasonic, one edition is 10."

Jiang Shan had no interest in this number at all: "If you look down on the domestic market, or on the Oriental Metropolis Daily, it will cost you 20 for a friendly price."

Even so, it is not worth half of Hong Kong and Bay.

However, Jiang Shan knew that "Oriental Metropolis Daily" was not yet a lion.

"20?" Yu Sigui made some calculations: "Okay, I'll go and have a talk."

Jiang Shan hinted: "Hurry up, while the charging standard is not yet clear. Otherwise, I have to follow the rules."

Yu Sigui blinked: "Panasonic only wants a full-page advertisement, you can agree, I think the price is negotiable."

Jiang Shan looked at Yu Sigui again this time, and found that Yu Sigui had a bit of the temperament of a grandma of the God of Wealth.

So, pointing to the advertisement in the newspaper, he said, "Actually, this one is called a revealing advertisement..."

"Oh~" Yu Sigui finally felt comfortable: "You also came up with this idea?"

Jiang Shan did his part: "Otherwise?"

"Awesome," Yu Sigui praised without hesitation, "You're still full of tricks."

Jiang Shan: "Hehe."

"There is an oil shortage in foreign countries recently," Yu Sigui felt in comparison, "But it doesn't seem to be affected in our country."

Jiang Shan knew that the recent Japanese were not stable: "The life of the exploiting class is not easy now!"

The oil crisis in Europe and the United States is much more severe than in Japan, and the local government has begun to call for energy conservation.

Da Liu of Xiangjiang seized this opportunity, and the classical ceiling fans produced by "Aimigao" became very popular in the local area.

"Feng Shui takes turns," these days, Yu Sigui said with a lot of emotion: "It's our country's turn to enjoy the blessings."

Jiang Shan liked Yu Sigui's view very much: "Are you interested in being together..."

Yu Sigui's eyes were clear: "Together what?"

Jiang Shan looked at the policy space, and felt that he had to wait: "There is a big show at the Meiying Studio this afternoon. It is absolutely wonderful. Are you interested in going with me to see it?"

"Okay," Yu Sigui couldn't wish for more: "It couldn't be better, I happened to have a camera with me."

The two chatted casually.

After a while, someone came in without knocking: "Jiang Shan, look who is here!"

Jiang Shan looked around, and saw Editor-in-Chief Jiang leading a gay man into the room with a smile.

The simple and kind factory manager Jiang holds a big bag in one hand and still smiles so naively!

"Jiangning Toy Factory," Jiang Shan looked at the visitor and said with a smile, "Director Jiang!"

Director Jiang smiled even more foolishly: "Editor Jiang, why did you change departments? Let me find it hard!"

Jiang Shan hurriedly made tea: "Our editor-in-chief Jiang has been promoted, so naturally we have to change places."

Editor-in-Chief Jiang Hai asked Director Jiang to warm his hands on the kettle and asked, "Is your toy factory doing well now?"

"Oh, don't mention it," Factory Manager Jiang took the tea from Jiang Shan: "Since you helped us sell the goods, you never dare to turn on the machine again."

Jiang Hai nodded: "It's fine if you don't do it, and there will be a backlog of products."

Director Jiang also thought the same way: "Our government is worried about this, so they simply shut down the factory first. As for what kind of business they will switch to in the future, even I, the factory manager, don't know..."

Yu Sigui blinked and asked, "What about the workers in the factory?"

"..." Factory Manager Jiang: "Then what, my father-in-law raises old hens in his own house, and I specially picked some of the fattest ones for you..."

So, Jiang Shan took the lead in chatting about chickens, which was an easier topic.

In the afternoon, editor Jiang Shan led the cameraman Jiang Zhuangzhuang, followed by Yu Sigui, who was taking pictures, into the Pujiang Art Film Factory.

As soon as he arrived in Jiangshan, he saw a group of people from the TV station approaching.

"It's still interesting for you," Zhang Lu said quietly to Jiang Shan: "If there is something good, just let me know."

"That must be done," Jiang Shan gestured with his hand, "We are brothers."

Zhang Lu felt that it was true: "You wait for my good news in the future."

At this moment, the large-scale recording site of Meiying Studio has already set up a formation.

Famous guqin player Gong Yiduan sat in the center of the venue, and six painters from Meiying Studio sat around him in a fan shape.

And the cameras set up around them have already pointed at them from different directions.

Everything was ready, and Gong Yi began to play the score of the master Jin Fuzai.

From their respective perspectives, the six animators sketched every detail, demeanor, and fingering of Gong Yi's playing...

The camera on the side recorded the fast and slow rhythm in the hands of the master one by one.

(End of this chapter)