Era: Beginning from the Modu Translation Studio

Chapter 139
In today's era, almost every city has a backlog of goods in enterprises.

Once the problem is serious, each manufacturer will immediately report to the various functional departments in the city for help.

In the 80s, there were even cases where city leaders went directly to the grassroots to work.

The next step is to promote a large number of Sino-foreign joint ventures.

Until, the tide of laid-offs emerges!
The era of big collectives and big pots of rice finally came to an end.

"Sit down, and I will tell you slowly." Jiang Shan had to let Deputy Director Dai calm down first: "First of all, you can rest assured that the sales of goods from so many units can be resolved at the same time."

As soon as Section Chief Jiang said this, Director Dai, who was half sitting on the sofa, was indeed a little relieved.

However, Jiang Hai on the side began to frown, although he knew that the third child had some tricks.

However, these are more than a dozen different types of business units, and the types of products are both messy and common.

It's not the same as the bell-bottom pants, happy coke and shampoo before.

Jiang Shan didn't notice the complex expression of the boss.

He only continued to analyze: "Director Dai, last autumn Yanjing held an agricultural exhibition, have you heard of it?"

Deputy Bureau Dai nodded. Not only did he know about this, but he also paid special attention to it for a while: "I know this very well. The organizer of this agricultural exhibition is the Industrial and Commercial Bureau of Yanjing."

"Then do you know the details of this agricultural exhibition?"

Deputy Director Dai looked at Jiang Shan. He knew that he was a comrade from the news unit. "According to what I know, many manufacturers have received a lot of sales orders."

In fact, this agricultural exhibition organized by Yanjing Industrial and Commercial Bureau did not do much publicity in the early stage.

The chosen venue of the exhibition also avoided the downtown area as much as possible, but even though Mimi acted so quietly, she was stabbed to it in the end.

Although the promotion situation far exceeded expectations, there are many people who deserve punishment and batches.

After Jiang Shan listened to Deputy Director Dai's words, he kept looking at him quietly.

Deputy Director Dai suddenly understood: "The way you said it can't be a trade fair?"

Jiang Shan nodded: "You said it yourself, the sales are very good."

"However," Deputy Director Dai had to admit this fact: "Do you know how many industrial and commercial cadres wrote inspections at this agricultural exhibition?"

"The past is different from today," Jiang Shan's eyes became clearer: "The conference hadn't even been held yet!"

"Hiss," Deputy Director Dai suddenly said, "This is...?"

"Director, my surname is Jiang, Jiang Shan!"

"Chief Jiang, what you're saying is that...if our Industrial and Commercial Bureau holds a trade fair at this time, won't we be criticized?"

"You know this better than I do."

"Yes," Deputy Director Dai nodded thoughtfully.

"Besides, can you think of other ways?"

Jiang Shan's words gradually made Jiang Hai's eyes widen.

It turned out that the third child was thinking of a trade fair.

At this moment, he also opened his mouth and said: "A few days ago, there was a trade fair in Guangzhou, and they sold all new gadgets, such as bicycles that can adjust the speed, and more than 20 kinds of fancy sewing machines. Because there are too many people, we have to enter in batches.”

The more Jiang Hai talked, the brighter Deputy Director Dai's eyes became.

But in the next second: "Their products are so high-end? We are all old-fashioned objects."

"The price is also different," Jiangshan is best at: "Since you want to sell the inventory, let those manufacturers show some sincerity, and your industrial and commercial bureau's newspaper can also publicize it...just say that the manufacturers are clearing their warehouses, and they will all promote at a loss. "

Deputy Bureau Dai has never heard these slogans: "Manufacturers...clear their warehouses? Promoting at a loss?"

"It's just a publicity slogan. It doesn't have to be a loss, but the price must be lower than the market."

After Jiang Shan said so much, Deputy Director Dai has already digested 7 or 8 points.

Have a trade show, then mark down the price to dispose of the inventory.

After much deliberation, this is the only way to sell so many miscellaneous products at once.

As for the risks to be taken?
Deputy Bureau Dai lowered his head and looked in a 125-degree direction.

If you take a step back, if you don't solve these backlogs as soon as possible...

It is estimated that not only will it be criticized, but in the end it will still have to deal with this piece of hot potato.

Which is lighter and which is more important, stroke back and forth.

As long as their industry and commerce and Erqing can reduce the inventory significantly, it is estimated that the upper management will not look at the face of the monk and look at the face of the Buddha.

Therefore, the most important key at the moment is: "Chief Jiang, please give me an estimate, what are the chances of winning the exhibition we are going to hold?"

The odds were high. In the second half of 1979, five trade fairs were held in Yanjing alone.

One fire after another.

The way many units deal with the backlog of products starts from breaking the "supply by ticket system".

The term "clearance" also began to appear this year.

Jiang Shan is very confident about this: "Yanjing sells out all the farm tools, and has received a lot of orders. You are all daily necessities, and then publicize it in the industrial and commercial newspaper..."

"It's not just the Industrial and Commercial Daily." Director Dai smiled and looked at Jiang Shan, and then turned to Jiang Hai: "This matter still needs the strong support of your newspaper office. After all, the readers of "Oriental Metropolis Daily" are the general public..."

Jiang Hai had been listening, but was in no hurry to express his opinion.

Deputy Director Dai looked at Jiang Shan again and said, "Chief Jiang, this is the idea you gave me. I will do the work of Erqing, but once the exhibition is held, it can only be successful, not..."

You must not fail, or you will not be able to explain to the above.

This is also the reason why Jiang Hai has not expressed his position.

"Our newspaper office can indeed place some advertisements for the fair. At worst, we can suppress all other advertisements and fully cooperate with the bureau leaders."

Deputy Director Dai immediately got serious: "Advertisement should be advertised, and the fee that should be paid will not be less than one point in the bureau, but we must ensure that the publicity is in place."

Jiang Shan smiled: "Director Dai, are you worried about the sales at the fair?"

"Sure!"

"Then let's talk about this in detail..."

In Pujiang City in April, the night is quiet and windy.

Because he had to get up early the next day, Jiang Shan lay down early.

The old cat on the window sill, resting its head on the window frame and squinting.

Jiang He sat on the writing desk of the third child, a drawing of family planning that had been revised for a long time.

If someone looks at the drawing at this meeting, they will find that the young father and mother in the picture look more and more like Jiang He and Lu Xiao.

In the girls' dormitory, Jiang Chuan was also sitting at the desk, biting his pen in a daze.

The little brother asked himself a question at the dinner table today: "Which university do you want to go to this year?"

But the question now is whether she can be admitted to university.

Sitting on the upper bunk, Jiang Xiaoyu was combing her Japanese doll's hair. The comb in her hand was Li Ruocheng's airplane comb.

After sitting quietly for a long time, Jiang Chuan's eyes began to relax.

Then: "Little fish, go down and play, sister-in-law is going to sleep."

"Little aunt, I also want to sleep on the upper bunk once."

The upper bunk has always been Jiang Xiaoyu and Jiang Xiaobai's paradise.

"No," Jiang Chuan refused to give an inch, "You forgot how grandma beat my sister-in-law last time! Come down quickly."

Jiang Xiaoyu pursed her lips in embarrassment and smiled: "Okay!"

The transfer procedures for the two rooms have already been completed at the housing management office.

The task of painting was handed over to the second brother.

Jiang Shan, who was sitting in the car for a while, breathed like a frosted eggplant!

Covered with Takakura Ken's windbreaker, his eyes closed in a daze.

"Section Chief Jiang," Ding Lingling held a bag of plums in his hand, "How about a piece, so you won't faint after eating it."

"I'm not motion sickness," Jiang Shan picked one up from a paper bag, "It's just sleepiness."

"Didn't go to bed early last night?"

"Sleeping, but I get sleepy when I ride in the car."

"Tell me, what if Liu Xiaoqing and the others are not in Huangshan?"

"There are only two places left for their crew, one is Jingzhou and the other is Huangshan."

Jiang Shan, who squinted his eyes, looked like a fortune teller for a while: "You can't be wrong!"

It's fine if you can't go wrong.

The closer to Huangshan, the more excited Ding Lingling picked a big plum and put it in her mouth.

at last,

"It's here," Ding Lingling patted Jiang He awake: "Chief Jiang, wake up quickly."

Huangshan in 1979 was not yet a tourist attraction with convenient transportation in the future.

When Deputy Director Dai heard that they were going to Huangshan for an interview, he specially contacted a local bus for them.

Looking at the long way to go, Jiang Shan will think again.

It's really thanks to Dai Ju's helper, otherwise he wouldn't know how to go up the mountain.

The guest house rooms on Huangshan Mountain have very simple facilities.

There is only one set of tables and chairs, two beds, a chandelier, and two teacups.

When passing by room 208 just now, Jiang Shan asked the waiter to open it for him to take a look.

It turned out to be the same simple layout as his room.

Three months later, not only will the chief designer stay here, but the crew of Xiangjiang's "The White-haired Witch" will also have the honor to take a group photo with the old man.

Thinking of this, Jiang Shan immediately felt relieved. He took out his camera and took pictures of all the tables and chairs in the room.

"Chief Jiang," there was a knock on the door outside.

With a camera in hand, Jiang Shan pulled open the door.

Ding Lingling, who was blushing all over her face, startled Jiang Shan and shuddered: "You are... what's wrong?"

"Come with me," Ding Lingling lowered her voice furtively: "Be quiet."

Jiang Shan's eyes lit up: "What did you find out?"

Ding Lingling's white teeth lit up, and she smiled indescribably: "Come with me."

The girl made a gesture with her little hand, and Jiang Shan immediately followed.

The two, one behind the other, slipped away along the corridor.

When approaching the stairs, Ding Lingling in front of her suddenly stopped.

Jiang Shan quickly followed suit.

"Look over there," Ding Lingling, who was clasping the wall with both hands, pointed furtively in the direction of the stairs.

Jiang Shan immediately frowned, took a small step forward, and poked his head slightly.

This is unbelievable, and it will definitely be regarded as a breaking news for future generations.

He looked back at Xiao Ding, and said quietly, "I didn't expect you to have the potential to be a paparazzi."

Ding Lingling didn't understand what the other party said, all she knew was to tell him to shut up.

Jiang Shan smiled and continued to look towards the stairs.

On the stairs, a young lesbian is struggling to climb the steps.

Round face, big eyes.

The neck-length short hair was now stuck to the full forehead because of the sweat.

The shirt with small polka dots on a white background looks as simple as it needs to be.

"Is it Liu Xiaoqing?" Ding Lingling asked quietly.

Jiang Shan nodded: "That's her."

"What is she doing?"

Ding Lingling said that she didn't understand.

Jiang Shan didn't speak, just watched silently.

Liu Xiaoqing, who was on the steps, was clearly lacking in physical strength.

However, she still knelt and climbed the steps step by step.

With hands and legs up, there is no image at all.

It turned out that I practiced it in the guest house.

Previously, Jiang Shan only knew that Liu Xiaoqing was kneeling and carrying a stretcher in order to film a scene in "Little Flower".

As soon as a person arrives at Huangshan Mountain, he begins to practice kneeling and climbing the steps on the hundred-step ladder.

Liu Xiaoqing was a real tiger when he was young.

The frayed trousers and bloody knees in the film are the real scene of her practice in daily life.

First a bruise, then a bloody mash.

Jiang Shan asked himself, as long as he didn't point a gun at himself, he wouldn't be able to do it all day.

"Go back," Jiang Shan took two steps back: "She is practicing an opera!"

"What kind of play is this?" Ding Lingling couldn't help but glanced again.

At this moment, Liu Xiaoqing was sitting on the steps panting.

"Didn't you see it, climbing the steps on your knees."

"Chief Jiang, don't you want to take a picture?"

"You think I don't want to."

The Canon in Jiang Shan's hand makes a very touching sound when it turns and clicks.

But it was precisely because of this that he was doomed not to be able to do candid photography.

The next day, before the crew left, Zhang Zheng, the director of "Little Flower", accepted an interview with "Oriental Metropolis Daily".

At the beginning, Director Zhang was quite strange: "You are a reporter from the newspaper in Pujiang? Why did you come to interview us for this movie?"

"Our newspaper office has always been very optimistic about the movie you directed," Jiang Shan, who was holding a small book, smiled sincerely.

Director Zhang Zheng, who once directed "Railway Guerrillas", has rich experience in war films.

At the beginning, she also planned to make a "Tongbai Hero" according to the script.

However, at that time, many war films were being produced at the same time.

Zhang Zheng, who was already short of funds, wanted to find a new way.

"I thought at the time that no matter how good the filming was, it would be better than "Southern Expedition and Northern Warfare". Why bother?"

In the room of the guest house, Director Zhang sat face to face with Jiang Shan: "It's better to take the route of emotional drama from a different angle..."

Jiang Shan asked with a smile: "So, you just changed the script?"

"Yes," Director Zhang, who is in his 60s, still laughed brightly: "If you say something, you can change it. In just one night, the big framework is set."

"The actresses in your play are familiar to the masses," Jiang Shan continued to ask, "Is this also your arrangement?"

Director Zhang nodded: "According to the intention of the factory, Comrade Liu Xiaoqing's role as Xiaohua is, but I think the 18-year-old Chen Chong is more suitable, so I tricked Liu Xiaoqing into playing Cuigu."

Jiang Shan wrote down two words in his notebook: "Cheated?"

"Yes, haha," Director Zhang laughed even thinking about it:

"Actually, Cuigu's script only has one scene, which is to kneel and carry a stretcher. At the beginning, I didn't send the script to Xiaoqing. After she came to Huangshan, I realized that I had been fooled."

"Comrade Xiaoqing isn't angry?"

"How can you not be angry, she threw away the script at that time."

"Then why did you stay?"

"She has such a temper, and she ran to kneel on the stone steps after throwing the script." Speaking of this, Director Zhang's eyes showed admiration: "I never thought that she would really kneel..."

"The comrades from our newspaper office also saw it yesterday," Jiang Shan also praised: "He is really a good and dedicated actor."

"Because of this, I'm thinking of adding two scenes to her."

In fact, after the filming of a scene of kneeling and carrying a stretcher on a hundred-step ladder was completed.

Liu Xiaoqing's excellent performance made Zhang Zheng add 3, 4, 5 scenes to Cui Gu in a row.

In the end, she was also assigned the theme song of "Sister Looking for Brother Tears".

"Our film has another feature," Director Zhang said with a wry smile: "The factory has never paid much attention to this small production, and all the film crews were distributed in black and white.

The photographers in the group were not reconciled, so they went to the film library to find it.

Unexpectedly, I found him 3 large boxes of Belgian color films and 14 boxes of Fuji color films..."

There is no other photographer in the world who shoots a movie with three brands of film.

(End of this chapter)