Era: Beginning from the Modu Translation Studio

Chapter 142 Rochester in Jane Eyre

At 08:30 in the evening, the sky was already dark.

The west hall of Pujiang Exhibition Hall was still brightly lit and full of people.

The loudspeaker has reminded countless times: customers and friends, the business hours of the fair tonight have ended...

But neither the customers nor the manufacturers wanted to close the transaction at hand.

Deputy Director Dai, who had already left and returned, kept looking at his watch.

Jiang Hai, who was standing beside him, also lowered his head and looked at the time: "Don't worry about Dai Ju, I have just ordered it to go down, and it should be cleared soon."

"Yeah, the transaction volume is too big. The comrades in the bank cooperate with us. We should also be punctual and trustworthy!"

Jiang Hai nodded: "Fortunately, you are thoughtful!"

"I've been in this business for so many years," Deputy Director Dai said with a smile, "When I saw that posture in the morning, I knew it was time to contact the bank."

At the stall where they were talking, everyone in the red vests in the exhibition hall was going door to door to notify the manufacturers.

If the sale is not stopped, it will be dealt with according to the violation regulations in the contract agreement.

Until then, pieces of drape appeared on the shelves.

"Well," Deputy Director Dai breathed a sigh of relief, "I will hold a brief summary meeting for the comrades in the bureau later."

Jiang Hai smiled: "Our newspaper is the same."

Not only them, in the Xiyi exhibition hall after the clearing.

Every shop is holding a summary meeting, and this is the first time for everyone.

After a day of sales, each company has to sum up experience and prepare for tomorrow.

It was not until 11 o'clock at night that Jiang Shan and Jiang He returned to Anhe Street.

"Why is it so late?" Jiang Ma, who was wearing a coat, squinted her eyes and asked, "Are you hungry, I'll make you some hot food!"

"No need, Mom," Jiang Shan quickly waved his hand: "I ate a lot of chicken cakes there, so go to bed quickly."

He hadn't finished speaking here, and the second son's loud snoring could already be heard from the back room.

Jiang Ma cast her eyes inside: "You should go to sleep too!"

On the second day, Sunday, there was a surge of people inside and outside the fair.

Today, Deputy Director Dai invited all the police over.

Looking at it from a distance, Jiangshan suddenly felt a lot more at ease.

"At first you said you would give them 10 yuan a day for overtime work, and I still felt distressed," Jiang Hai stood next to the third child: "Now that I think about it, it's fortunate that I did this."

"That's it," Jiang Shan always felt that only those who have a lot of money can be brave: "Look, they are more active than us."

All the red vests in the field were staring at their respective areas.

From time to time, Jiang Hai would stand on his feet and take a look: "According to this speed, a lot of inventory should be cleared in five days."

Jiang Shan knew that the eldest brother had been worried that he would not be able to complete the tasks in the bureau.

However, he never doubted this.

At present, there is no business model in the market that is more capable of carrying goods than exhibitions.

For a while, his eyes stayed on the booth of "Oriental Metropolis Daily".

Many of the people who came to the exhibition hall today came for it.

For five days, the "Oriental Metropolis Daily" on the market will carry the same version of the weekend supplement every day.

The purpose of increasing the volume without increasing the price is very clear, which is to drive circulation.

But for the masses, this is simply not too cost-effective.

Three cents, it's a novel, and it's a test paper, where can I find such a good thing?
At this moment, the newsstands are full of newspapers being bought in threes and fives.

Jiang Zhuangzhuang and Ding Lingling didn't want to say a word, they paid the money with one hand and reported the report with the other hand.

"Editor-in-Chief Jiang, Section Chief Jiang, you two are here,"

The two looked back, and it turned out to be Manager Ye from the sales department of "Happy Coke".

"Manager Ye, why did you come here?" Jiang Shan thought about it carefully: "Oh, you're here to buy goods at the fair."

"I don't have the time to spare," Manager Ye said with a wry smile, "I only found out about this early this morning, so hurry up and send some Coke to the comrades of the Metropolis Daily, you've worked so hard."

Hearing this, Jiang Shan smiled: "Manager Ye, we are not outsiders, so just speak up if you have something to say."

"Then I can say..."

Manager Ye leaned forward and muttered a bit.

Jiang Shan and Jiang Hai glanced at each other.

Sure enough, after seeing the grand occasion of the fair, many manufacturers wanted to join temporarily.

Especially those manufacturers who refused to pay for the booth fees before, have been looking for ways to participate in the fair from yesterday to this morning.

"See?" Jiang Shan took Manager Ye two steps in: "Yesterday it was still a flower pot, but today it is a Phoenix brand bicycle, and that..."

"So we are late?" Although Manager Ye said so, his eyes were still searching all over the place.

"Don't look at it, all the land that can be used has been taken up," Jiang Shan changed the direction: "But since you found us, you have to squeeze a piece of land for you."

Manager Ye's expression immediately changed from cloudy to sunny.

Jiang Shan pointed to the newsstand: "Just put it next to our newspaper office."

When Manager Ye saw it, he was amused: "The terrain is unreasonable, just talk about how much the booth fee will be!"

Although there were more customers on the second day, it was because everyone had already had the experience of the first day.

Manufacturers should plug loopholes and replenish manpower.

Coupled with the help of the police, Jiangshan was easier than the first day.

At noon, with the help of a delivery truck, Jiang Shan delivered four boxes of Happy Coke to Pujiang Translation and Dubbing Studio.

"Leader Lu, take the comrades out to drink Coke,"

Jiang Shan shouted, and the Coke at his feet disbanded instantly.

Jiang Shan, carrying the last box of Coke, walked beside Lu Yi: "Isn't it Sunday today? Why are so many people working overtime?"

"Now I'm getting more and more busy," Lu Yi complained, "Not only do foreign language films have to be produced, but there are also more domestic films, and there are also radio dramas. Anyway, I can't finish my work every day."

"It's good to be busy, I'm afraid I won't be busy."

By next year, each TV station will establish its own dubbing team.

Although the translation and dubbing studio is the authority in this area, it is inevitable that the interests will be gradually divided up.

"Factory Director Hu," Team Leader Lu accompanied him all the way to the factory director's office: "Look who's here."

As soon as he finished speaking, the door was opened.

A tall, thin gay man with a European appearance came out from inside.

After seeing Jiang Shan and Lu Yi, he squeezed out a smile and said hello.

Then he left silently.

Jiang Shanduo glanced at the other party's back, stepped on his shoulders and slung his waist, not at all the high-spirited appearance he usually has in the recording studio.

People who are only in their 50s are as old as [-]!
"What's wrong with Lao Qiu?" Lu Yi had already walked in.

Hu Xiao shook his head at him: "Seeing that everyone's affairs have been vindicated, I am anxious!"

"It's true, now our unit is left with his work, right?"

"Where did you go? It's endless," Hu Xiao rubbed his forehead, unwilling to think about it.

Looking outside the door in the next second: "Aren't you tired holding that thing?"

Only then did Jiang Shan regain his senses.

"Here," the whole box of Coke was placed on the desk: "Director, I specially picked the Coke for you."

"There's nothing to choose," Hu Xiao gave him a look, "Not all are the same."

"Hey, maybe this box has a high winning rate!" Lu Yi said helpfully.

"is it?"

"Hehe," who knows where to go in Jiangshan.

But he knew that the comrade who had just left would end his life next spring.

As long as future generations know the comrades of the translation factory, they will know that the translation factory has a treasure, and he is the national treasure-level voice actor Qiu Yuefeng.

Rochester in "Jane Eyre", Monkey King in "Havoc in the Sky", the colonel in "Zorro"...

For a while, even Director Hu, who had been supporting him all this time, didn't notice the change in Qiu Yuefeng.

"Finally, I still have a little conscience and know how to give some drinks to the old comrades."

Jiang Shan dragged a chair and sat down: "I have never forgotten it, and I will never forget it."

"That sounds nice."

"I heard that Uncle Qiu has a big family now, and they are still squeezed into a room of more than ten square meters."

"Which Uncle Qiu?" Hu Xiao asked with a frown.

Jiang Shan pointed to the door: "It's Comrade Qiu Yuefeng."

"You call everyone Uncle anyway," Hu Xiao laughed, "I haven't seen you calling me Uncle Sheng either."

"Uncle Hu."

"Why do I sound so awkward!"

"Director Hu."

"Forget it, forget it, you can call it whatever you like," Hu Xiao began to answer the last question: "His matter, tsk... But, there are more people in our unit who don't have room allocation."

Lu Yi was too early, so he didn't participate in this topic.

Housing allocation in Pujiang has always been a big problem.

"Jiefang Daily" once opened an analysis column, but the problems that were analyzed could not be solved at all.

Zhenyu Meiding Jianhua, a dual-career family, did not receive housing until 2000.

According to what Hu Xiao often said: "Our factory has always relied on China Film to issue translation and dubbing tasks. Where can we get enough food? The dubbing business of domestic films can increase some income, but it has only increased since this year. .”

In the next two years, there will be more and more domestic movies, but everyone will have more and more requirements for dubbing equipment.

Expenses are unavoidable.

A dubbing studio is not like a TV station, it is not a revenue-generating window unit.

Therefore, equipment replacement must be reported and applied for, and it will become more and more difficult as it goes on.

It is destined to have the same ending as Meiying Studio.

"I heard from Team Leader Lu that the factory is busy dubbing radio dramas recently?" Jiang Shan has always been curious about this: "How much will the radio station pay you?"

"That's only a few dollars," Hu Xiao shook his head: "Besides, the job is easy. The narration costs 10 yuan an episode, and the editor mainly depends on it, but it's also [-] yuan an episode."

"Then the radio station can play forever?"

"Otherwise, can I still control them?"

"If you take this task, you might as well make a radio play yourself."

"Make a radio play yourself?" Hu Xiao asked puzzled, "What do you mean?"

Jiang Shan dragged his chair in the direction of Hu Xiao: "I don't need China Film's film source, I buy scripts or novels and dub the characters, and then recruit advertising sponsors..."

"Oh..." Hu Xiao is also a smart person: "Just like the TV station, free broadcasting to the radio station?"

"Yes, give it away for free," Jiang Shan reminded, "They can also use this drama to attract advertisements, but they have to make an agreement with him in advance. It can only be used by one of his radio stations, and it can only be played once. If you want to continue to broadcast ..."

"I understand," Hu Xiao pondered for a moment, his eyes lit up: "In this way, I can not only continue to recruit advertisers, but also broadcast it on radio stations in other cities!"

"That's it!" Jiang Shan affirmed Hu Xiao's thoughts.

"But..." Hu Xiao thought of something in the next second: "If you want to achieve such an effect, ordinary novels can't do it."

Speaking of this, Jiang Shan couldn't help laughing.

"What are you laughing at, kid?" Hu Xiao asked strangely.

Jiang Shan still just laughed and said nothing.

He also wanted to point it out directly, but unfortunately his skin was not thick enough.

At this time, Team Leader Lu also laughed: "Director, you forgot..."

Before he finished speaking, Hu Xiao slapped his thigh: "I know, lurking!"

"That's right!" Team leader Lu couldn't help but think further and further: "There is a character in it that Lao Qiu can play."

At this time, Hu Xiao thought differently: "Xiao Jiang, if this can be done, it will be great."

Of course Jiang Shan knew: "Are you sure about the radio station?"

"Of course, I've never been too obedient to their requests,"

"That's good," Jiang Shan nodded.

At present, the content of domestic radio stations is not rich, and it is still necessary to rebroadcast to fill up the time slot.

"So, you have agreed to give the novel "Latent" to our factory?" Hu Xiao began to tease Jiangshan.

Jiangshan Duo is a loyal person: "Sure, there is nothing reluctant to use it for you, but you must also ensure that you hold the copyright in your hands and not allow it to be used by third parties."

"I need you to remind me." Hu Xiao has never been disappointed with Jiangshan: "Don't worry, our factory will not lose a penny of the manuscript fee that should be paid, and we can't lose our own people."

"That's a good thing." Jiang Shan showed a sincere smile: "You can try one first, and then let go of it when you have experience."

As for advertising sponsors, their newspaper offices can also act as agents in the future.

"Okay, I just like it when you say it's a big deal!"

I thought Jiang Shan was just sending himself a box of Happy Coke, but he didn't expect to be followed by a big gift.

"Xiao Jiang," Hu Xiao sent Jiang Shan out of the office building, "I heard from Gu Zhengzheng, are you busy with advertising now?"

"Mainly responsible for the newspaper's advertisements," Jiang Shan reported truthfully: "It doesn't necessarily have to be advertisements, and I also inquire about gossip by the way."

"Hahaha," Hu Xiao liked Jiang Shan's sincerity: "From now on, believe me, these are nothing serious."

Jiang Shan smiled brightly: "Then you have to take it easy, I'm serious."

Hu Xiao waved his hand: "Small things, just don't sell me out."

The two were chatting happily, when they suddenly saw Qiu Yuefeng pushing a bicycle over in a hurry: "Director, there is something urgent at home, I have to go back and have a look."

"Then hurry up," Hu Xiao immediately asked concerned, "Do you want me to help?"

"No need," Qiu Yuefeng got on the bike and left, "I'll just go back."

Seeing the figure of the other party gradually leaving, Hu Xiao couldn't help but sighed: "Oh, how thin have you become?"

"Earlier, you said that he was the only one in the unit who was not rehabilitated?"

"No, others are still telling him to forget it." Hu Xiao had already tried his best: "My lover and children are being implicated. The youngest daughter hasn't been transferred yet, so how could he give up."

It wasn't until last year that I bought two wire folding beds for my two sons who have been laying on the floor.

"Is there no other way?"

"Anyway, I can't help it." Director Hu did not give up on the other party when he was still a "ghost and snake god": "He is the only one left in the whole factory."

Jiang Shan also shook his head, although he was close at hand.

However, it's okay if you ask him to help you think of an advertisement.

He didn't even dare to think about it.

"There are too many injustices," Hu Xiao himself knew clearly, "the higher ups can't care about it, unless..."

"Unless what?"

"I remember that someone complained more than him, but because of an unintentional sentence from above, the following immediately took special measures..."

(End of this chapter)