Era: Beginning from the Modu Translation Studio

Chapter 138 Half of the house in "Latent"
Jiang Shan just walked back to his office from the editor-in-chief's office.

Seeing Jiang Zhuangzhuang pointing to the phone, he said, "Chief Jiang, I just called you."

"Who is looking for me?"

"A lesbian surnamed Yu, I asked her to call again in five minutes."

"Surname Yu?"

"Correct!"

Jiang Shan knew who it was right away. He glanced at the calendar, somewhat aware of it.

The next second, before his butt was hot, the phone rang.

"Mr. Yu," Jiang Shan answered the phone with a smile: "Is there any result about the advertisement?"

"Alas," Yu Sigui sighed through the phone: "The prize money was taken away by Xiangjiang's 'Huang Yulin'."

"Huang Yulin?" Jiang Shan was taken aback for a moment, but they were indeed the best: "What does their advertisement look like?"

Yu Sigui suppressed a smile and described the advertisement of 'Huang Yulin' on the phone.

The more Jiang Shan listened, the more confused he became: "Their commercial "Kao" can only be broadcast in the Chinese region?"

"Hahahaha," Yu Sigui couldn't help it: "Jiangshan, we won, and your grapes won."

"It's done!" Jiang Shan suddenly stood up, and the next second: "You're not kidding me again, are you?"

Yu Sigui hurriedly said: "This time it's true, the advertising bonus was received on the spot..."

Ha ha ha, when he put down the phone, Jiang Shan still looked silly.

This is really a hair, how should I spend it?

He was still thinking about it on the way home from get off work.

As soon as he walked into the small courtyard, he trotted directly into the small kitchen: "Mom, I'm back."

Jiang Ma, who was stewing the fish head, was taken aback: "I got off work early today!"

"It's nothing, let's go." Jiang Shan reminded: "My son is the section chief now, so take care of yourself."

"Your elder brother still can't control you?" Jiang Ma gave him a white look: "Help Mom taste the salt."

"Hey," Jiang Shan tasted the fish soup in a spoon, "It seems a little weak."

"It's okay to be light."

"Then what do you want me to do?"

"Salted fish light soup, I don't understand anything."

"..." Jiang Shan didn't plan to talk about this soup any more: "I heard from my second brother that Uncle Li's family is going to sell their house?"

"There is such a thing," Jiang Ma looked out the window: "Let me see, these two rooms are really nice, and it's best to buy them."

"They didn't say why they were selling the house."

"It's empty even if it's empty, and I'm reluctant to sell it to someone else, so I might as well sell it to an acquaintance."

"That's true," Jiang Shan nodded, "Our small courtyard is fine with only two families."

"You want to buy?"

"I'll ask Uncle Li."

In the evening, the whole family at the dinner table complained that the fish soup was too salty.

Jiang Ma said calmly: "I did it just right, but the third child must have said it lightly."

"Third, what kind of mouth is that?"

"Third brother, can you taste it?"

Jiang Shan looked up at the ceiling: "If you don't eat and let go, it will all belong to me."

"..."

"Dad, I have something to discuss with you." Jiang Shan glanced at his second brother, and then said, "I'm going to buy Uncle Li's two rooms."

The family looked at Jiangshan together, with surprise and joy all expressed on their faces.

What Jiang Ma cared most about was: "How much are those two rooms?"

"It's not much money," Jiang Shan was embarrassed to say, but Li Ruocheng insisted that this was the market price: "It's only 800 yuan for two rooms."

"The manuscript fee for half of "Latent" is not enough," Jiang He calculated for the third child: "It's worth it!"

Jiang's father and Jiang's mother glanced at each other with unconcealable relief.

First, the eldest son's three-bedroom apartment was divided, and now the third son also wants to buy a house.

Seeing that the territory of Lao Jiang's family is getting wider and wider.

Little sister Jiang Chuan was full of joy: "Brother, save a room for me and Xiaoyu to live in."

"It's easy to say," Jiang Shan had already arranged the room in his mind: "If there is a brother, there will be yours."

"Okay." Jiang Chuan put his arms around Jiang Xiaoyu and kissed him: "Xiaoyu, from now on we will never have to sleep on bunk beds."

Jiang Chuan has always been envious of the two small beds in his brothers' room.

Jiang Xiaoyu doesn't care, she thinks that as long as she can be with her little aunt, it's fine.

"Third Uncle," Jiang Xiaobai suddenly put down his job, "I also want to be with you."

Jiang Xiaobai now sleeps between his grandparents every day.

Occasionally, he also envied his sister's little bed.

"No problem," Jiang Shan hugged the little fat man and put it on his lap: "When your second uncle gets married, you will live with your third uncle, okay?"

Xiaobai smiled with eyebrows and eyes crooked: "Okay!"

A table of people began to drink fish soup in silence.

After a while, Jiang He said two words: "Hurry up!"

The next day, the editorial departments of the Oriental Metropolis Daily were still busy with their own affairs.

Sitting in the office, Jiang Zhuangzhuang looked at the two in front of him with resentful eyes: "Can't you let me go together?"

"Didn't you say that?" Jiang Shan put down the newspaper: "There must be someone to watch the house."

"Our department," Jiang Zhuangzhuang said honestly, "No one comes here on weekdays!"

"That's why we need to increase the circulation quickly. When the circulation increases, the advertising business with various needs will also appear."

Next year will usher in the outbreak of paper media.

At that time, not only this city, but orders from other cities will be posted all over the bulletin board of the post office.

"Chief Jiang," Ding Lingling asked shyly, "Are you excited?"

"Why are you excited?" Jiang Shan didn't understand the other party's words.

"We're about to meet Liu Xiaoqing in person," Ding Lingling thought happily recently.

"Oh," Jiang Shan smiled: "I've never seen such a small one...I heard that the movie is called Xiaohua."

"Xiao Hua? Doesn't sound like a war movie."

"It's not a war movie."

"But how did I hear about war movies? I got it wrong?"

"..."

"What are you talking about? You're talking so happily," suddenly two figures walked in from outside the door.

Jiang Shan took a look, and it turned out to be Jiang Hai, and the person next to him looked familiar.

"Let me introduce." Jiang Hai looked quite formal: "Deputy Director Dai of our Municipal Bureau of Industry and Commerce came here specially to inspect the work of the newspaper."

"Oh," the three people in the room got up immediately: "Welcome, welcome."

Deputy Director Dai smiled kindly: "Comrades have worked hard."

Having said that, Jiang Shan also remembered.

The person in front of him even went to Anhe Street to inform Comrade Jiang Hai of the room allocation news.

Ding Lingling quickly made a cup of tea for her: "Please sit down quickly."

Deputy Director Dai and Jiang Hai sat on the two single sofas.

After a few routine questions, the expression on his face became more and more elusive.

"Director Dai," Jiang Shan saw the clue: "Do you have any orders for your visit to our newspaper this time?"

"Actually... why did I come to inspect the work?"

Deputy Director Dai didn't want to practice Tai Chi either, and in order to solve these matters, he was so worried that he didn't sleep well for several nights.

"This is the "Pujiang Industrial and Commercial Daily" run by our bureau. Please take a look at the advertisement on it first."

Jiang Hai took the newspaper.

He has always been very envious of this "Pujiang Business Daily".

After all, it is a newspaper that most units must subscribe to.

All the people in the office gathered around the newspaper.

All eyes are advertisements.

What enamel pots, enamel cups, cutting boards, aluminum basins, aluminum lunch boxes, washbasin stands, square handkerchiefs, even wooden combs, abacus, etc...

Jiang Shan was dazzled: "So many advertisements! After all, it is a newspaper run by the Industrial and Commercial Bureau, and the business is good."

Jiang Hai wanted to say it a long time ago, but he was puzzled and said, "Isn't this enamel cup only available with industrial coupons? It also needs to be advertised."

"The new ones are still needed, and the old ones can't be sold without coupons," Deputy Director Dai said with a frown. "Since last year, these factories have been expanding their production..."

With the return of a large number of educated youths to Shanghai, there are more and more workers in various units.

With the repeated adjustment of production volume, the extrusion of products is increasing day by day.

I thought that after reporting to the higher authorities, I would come back with a commendation certificate like before.

I never thought that without the certificate, the mass-produced products are upside down with the needs of the people.

"These are all free advertisements for them by the Industrial and Commercial Bureau." Deputy Director Dai shook his head and said, "It has been posted for a week."

"Does it work?"

Jiang Hai, who asked this question, already knew the answer.

Otherwise, Deputy Bureau Dai would not have come to them.

"It doesn't have much effect. I really can't think of any other way. Editor-in-Chief Jiang's advertisements are always very effective..."

Before he finished speaking, Deputy Director Dai noticed that everyone in the office was looking at a young man.

He quickly looked over, "Who is this?" It looked familiar.

"Director Dai," Jiang Hai smiled, "I brought you here today, called the Advertising Planning Section, and this is Section Jiangshan."

"Oh, young and promising!"

Jiang Shan smiled and shook hands with the bureau leader: "Hi, leader."

"Chief Jiang... do you have any good suggestions for these products?"

Jiang Shan was also pondering: "Are these backlogged goods?"

"Even if there is not a lot of overstocking, it is still difficult to sell."

"How to advertise so many products?" Jiang Shan has never seen a precedent for collective advertising.

When Deputy Director Dai heard this, he became even more anxious: "These are all large collective units in Pujiang. Once the products produced cannot be sold..."

He didn't even dare to think about it.

In the mid-80s, the state tried its best to protect state-owned enterprises, and large collective units fell one by one like dominoes.

Large collective units in Pujiang City also experienced widespread losses.

When later generations summed up the reasons, they gave four words: rushing up, rushing away.

In the early stage of reform and opening up, it happened to meet the tide of educated youth returning to the city.

In order to digest the growing number of workers, many units can only focus on expanding production.

Its production structure is far less flexible than some township enterprises.

“There are still a lot of double-employees in these units,”

Deputy Director Dai was really in a hurry, and he looked like a parental official for a while.

Recently, the Second Light Bureau has been looking for them to discuss this matter.

Both parties attached great importance to it. At that time, Deputy Director Dai even boasted: "There is no product sales, which cannot be solved by an advertisement."

In the end, not to mention an advertisement, the newspapers under the Bureau of Industry and Commerce advertised these products for 7 days in a row.

result……

At this time, Jiang Shan was also frowning: "If you want to solve so many products together, unless..."

"Unless what?"

He looked up at Deputy Director Dai: "Unless you have the full support of your industry and commerce."

"Haven't we always supported it!"

(End of this chapter)