Era: Beginning from the Modu Translation Studio

Chapter 162 A Gift for the Next College Candidates

In the editor's office, a floor fan was whistling.

The manuscripts on the table had to be suppressed with various objects.

When the typesetting of the draft is finalized later, it is a pity that the wind speed will be adjusted to the minimum.

Otherwise, the leaders in the room will be thumping around non-stop.

The few people sitting in the office at this moment are all editor-in-chiefs of various departments of the newspaper.

After hearing the news, everyone looked at each other and smiled, but they already knew it in their hearts.

Especially Jiang Hai, the editor-in-chief holding a white porcelain cup, didn't seem to change his expression at all.

Although he has been waiting for this moment.

Expanding the circulation is a plan that Jiang Shan discussed with him before departure.

If the college entrance examination questions this time are really as predicted by the third child: the first year is not difficult, the next year is difficult, the next year is not difficult, and the year is definitely more difficult.

Then on the night of the exam, all the paper that can be printed must be shuttled.

Therefore, Jiang Hai, who has enough manpower and newsprint, has been waiting for this year's exam questions at Baba: it's even more difficult!
When, when the first post-examination report was reported to the agency.

With everything ready, Editor-in-Chief Jiang immediately ordered that an additional 12 copies be added to the daily fixed circulation of [-].

Last night, many of you who participated in the pre-editor meeting are sitting in the editor-in-chief's office.

Everyone had no objection to Jiang Hai's decision at that time.

Yesterday morning, they were also concerned about all the movements in the examination room.

Unexpectedly, the most news reported to the agency was that the exam papers were too difficult without exception.

The most exaggerated among them is actually the chemistry that made readers complain for more than half a month.

For the "Oriental Metropolis Daily", it is really hard to cheer for the good news.

Immediately afterwards, calls to the newspaper office came one after another, and there were voices of thanks, praise... and voices of satisfying curiosity.

These unexpected circumstances made all the members of the Supplement Department jump out of the previous depression.

Cai Wensheng, who was full of joy, rushed into Jiang Hai's editor-in-chief's office quickly, leading his comrades' praise of editor-in-chief Jiang.

Putting his hands on the table, Barabara talked for a long time, with only one central idea:
"I have to know today, how did Jiang Shan guess that there will be a lot of experimental questions on the chemistry exam paper this year?"

At that time, Jiang Hai smiled and told Cai Wensheng the rhetoric of Jiangshan's "difficulty rotation" and "the previous candidates laughed at the question maker".

Editor-in-Chief Cai, who stared brighter and brighter, seemed to have opened up a new way of thinking: "No wonder Jiang Shan always said that details determine success or failure, and he really told him."

Jiang Hai nodded and smiled.

Then, he handed him a first draft: "Take it back and help me sculpt it, and publish it in tomorrow's newspaper."

Right now, this press release edited by Pan Wensheng happened to be lying on the editor-in-chief's desk "A Great Gift for the Next College Candidates".

Rong Yue, the editor-in-chief of the news department, looked at the news catalog and continued to introduce:
"The news that Happy Coke braved the high temperature to deliver soft drinks to college entrance examination candidates, I plan to put it in the column of "Hot Talk"..."

Jiang Hai nodded in agreement.

Then, it was Cai Wensheng's turn from the Supplement Department: "Starting today, the "Daily Mathematics and Chemistry" column will continuously publish the test questions and answer analysis of the college entrance examination papers..."

"Well, this is good," Jiang Haite liked the proposal:

"So many test papers, so much analysis, and the collection of exercises in your group, you can take a break for a while."

"Isn't it?" Pan Wensheng was deeply touched: "These questions are really hard to find!"

"If it doesn't work, just contact those regular test-takers and ask them to change the previous exercises. There are more ways than difficulties."

Jiang Hai's reminder made several people in the office smile.

Compared with the previous year, in their eyes, Editor-in-Chief Jiang was indeed much more open-minded and flexible.

"This year's college entrance examination is not easy. The chemistry questions published by our "Oriental Metropolis Daily" immediately became the focus of discussion after the college entrance examination. Many teachers from the school also called to ask questions..."

"Then how did you answer?"

"Just as the editor-in-chief said, what is difficult and easy to transform, why should we pay attention to chemical laboratory equipment..."

"It's obviously not enough to answer individually on the phone." Jiang Hai picked up the manuscript on the table: "I have an article drafted by Editor-in-Chief Cai, "A Great Gift for the Next College Entrant",
In this article, our newspaper office uses the opportunity of this chemistry exam to appeal to all high school students,

I hope that the national educational institution can realize the serious shortage of chemical experiment equipment in schools..."

"It's really a great gift," Rong Bin from the Information Department, the more he listened, the more reasonable he became: "The fundamental solution to the problem of chemical experiments is to let students participate in more chemical experiments."

"That's right," Jiang Hai nodded:

"In addition, at the end of this article, there is also a statement from our newspaper office. Whether it is the high school entrance examination or the college entrance examination, our "Daily Mathematics and Chemistry" column will continue to provide readers with the most reliable pre-examination exercises."

"Hey, that's terrible."

"Now the outside world is almost bringing our newspaper's "Daily Mathematics, Physics and Chemistry" to life."

"That's right, I also passed three college entrance examination questions."

"Hahaha, after all, I have completed a month of high-intensity chemical intensive training."

"That's right, there are only so many experimental questions going back and forth, so it's not uncommon to get hit."

"But the examinees don't think so. Many middle schools in other cities are now subscribing to our "Oriental Metropolis Daily."

"I also received a call from a school today, ordering [-] copies..."

The comrades are all in a good mood, and Jiang Hai is no exception: "Old Cai, your transfer procedures are finally over."

Since the establishment of the Oriental Metropolis Daily in the early years, the transfer procedures for everyone have already been completed.

However, Pujiang Daily was stuck with Cai Wensheng's procedures and refused to implement them.

In the end, when the comrades from the personnel department reported to the editor-in-chief's office, Jiang Hai found out that there was such a crap thing about the tail of the trailer.

Immediately a phone call was made to the Propaganda Department of the Municipal Party Committee.

Comrade Cai Wensheng was transferred to Pujiang City from other places.

Like many comrades who were transferred to big cities, Cai Wensheng signed many special terms and conditions only for staying in Pujiang.

One of the most "fatal" ones is not to participate in housing allocation within three years.

Such a situation was not surprising in Tianjin, Tianjin and Yanjing at that time.

"I figured it out, too." Cai Wensheng smiled wryly and shook his head: "The relationship has been held up all this time, but a call came yesterday asking me to quickly move out of the guest house of Pujiang Daily."

Several people in the office looked at each other, and didn't say much except to express sympathy.

This is the biggest difference between the public institutions in Pujiang and Yanjing.

In Yanjing, as long as the institutions meet the standards and apply for several years in a row, they can get a piece of land to build their own dormitory buildings.

This kind of phenomenon is very common in Yanjing, but it is not so common in Fangpu River.

Of course, it's another matter to pay for it yourself.

Jiang Hai knew Cai Wensheng's situation clearly: "It's just right to move out. Although our newspaper office doesn't have its own guest house, we won't lose your place of residence."

"Where?" Cai Wensheng was almost dying of worry these two days: "Where are you... planning to arrange me?"

"Tsk, you still have to ask," Jiang Hai pointed upwards, "Isn't the third floor of our newspaper office always empty?"

"One of the classrooms has been used as a duty lounge."

"Yes, we will organize another classroom for Editor-in-Chief Cai."

"One classroom... all for me?" Editor-in-Chief Cai obviously didn't expect Jiang Hai to have such an arrangement.

"A classroom of more than 60 square meters," Jiang Hai had already thought about it for his backbone:

"If you want to divide it into two rooms, you can use two rooms, if you want to divide it into three rooms, you can use three rooms. In short, Lao Cai, you can do whatever you want!"

"Is this really possible?"

"Oh, Lao Cai, you will be the most convenient person in our newspaper office to commute from now on."

"No," Rong Bin patted Cai Wensheng's arm: "The third floor is the most sunny, so I can take my sister-in-law over here."

"It's just that the unit is temporarily renting," Cai Wensheng hurriedly laughed: "It's no match for you, who would want to live in the unit if they can get a house!"

It was the best news he had heard so far.

Compared with the small single room in the Pujiang Daily Guest House, the entire classroom on the third floor of Oriental Metropolis Daily is equivalent to a luxury suite.

To be honest, Cai Wensheng has never lived in such a big house.

"Tomorrow, Master Lu in the communication room will ask two workers to come over and have a look. You can figure out how to improve it," Comrade Jiang Hai always valued talents:
"The expenses are all taken from the accounting office. When you are allocated a room in the future, you can continue to leave it to comrades in need."

"That's that." Cai Wensheng, who was already thinking about how many rooms should be separated, became more and more happy when he heard it: "Thank the leaders for caring about us difficult employees."

How good it is, water and electricity are all free, and you can also be a partner in the canteen of the unit.

In the future, I will do my best to work overtime for the newspaper office.

"Work hard, everyone here is the same, you can bring up any difficulties in life to the unit, and we can discuss and solve them together."

Editor-in-chief Jiang's last words caused several people in the office to applaud loudly.

Pressing the high school entrance examination questions, the circulation hits a new high... There is also a leader who pays attention to economic benefits.

Can such a unit have a bright future?
Originally lost the old unit, after rebuilding the new newspaper with Jiang Hai, the backbones are still somewhat nervous.

All of them are full of energy for a while, without the bullshit things before, each of them can focus on their work more.

In the Oriental Metropolis Daily under the night, when the bicycles of several leaders rode out of the gate one after another.

Only the last editorial room on duty remained, and the lights were still on.

Jiang Hai walked along the dim street lights.

On the sidewalk in midsummer, from time to time, you can see ordinary people going out with their families to cool off.

If the conditions are better, raise a bamboo pergola bed and put it outside.

There are more families, simply a straw mat spread along the street, three or two children with prickly heat powder all over their heads, laughing and running around endlessly.

While playing cattail fans, the parents cursed that the bath was all for nothing.

Jiang Hai couldn't help laughing, and his pedaling legs chattered faster.

It didn't take much effort, and familiar footsteps sounded in the courtyard No. 51 on Anhe Street.

"Huh?" Jiang Chuan was the first to react: "At this point, why did the elder brother come back?"

Jiang He didn't say anything, just looked outside the door.

It really hit the spot for my little sister.

"Yo," Jiang Hai, who was already standing at the door, pulled the newly installed screen door curiously: "Yes, this carpenter's craftsmanship is really not bad."

"Brother," Jiang He, who hadn't seen his boss for some days, was also quite happy for a while: "Just got off work?"

"Well, I'll drive to you as soon as I get off work."

"Brother," Jiang Chuan rushed over and hooked the boss's neck: "Look, what is that?"

"what?"

Jiang Hai tugged at Jiang Chuan's pigtail lovingly: "It's so big, why do you need a bow tie?"

"I'm happy, I'm happy." Jiang Chuan shook his head, feeling complacent.

"Brother," Ying Ruhua, who had been standing quietly by the side, greeted with a smile.

"Picturesque, Xiao Chuan didn't bully you, did he?"

"Hehehe, how could it be!"

"That's good, I'm still used to living here...Hey, have you bought electric fans?"

"Your family has them too," Jiang He replied flatly, "Yesterday, Yuan Jiefang heard that our family was going to buy an electric fan, and he brought it tonight."

"My family has it too?"

Jiang Hai walked up to the electric fan and tapped it twice.

"Their unit bought us two." Jiang He stood aside with folded arms: "It should have been delivered to you in a while."

"It's really good, it still landed on the ground," Jiang Hai shook his head: "Recently, in department stores, the line in front of the electric fan counter is longer than the TV set."

"I've been there, and I turned back after waiting in line for a few minutes,"

As soon as it got hot, the lazy third child discussed this matter with himself: "I happened to meet Yuan Jiefang on the road, and as soon as he heard it, he told me not to worry about it."

"You guys," Jiang Hai blocked the fan and said, "You can't do this next time."

"What can't be done?"

"Accept the gift!"

"It's okay, the third child said, don't be afraid of those who come and go."

"The third child is still young, you should take care of him more."

Jiang He thought about it carefully: "Okay."

"Second brother wants to give money," Jiang Chuan hurriedly chimed in, "But Uncle Jiefang is about to lose his face."

"En," Ruhua nodded along.

Seeing the silly appearance, Jiang Hai just wanted to laugh: "Okay, your little brother called back, let me ask you two what size shoes you wear."

"Brother, why do you ask this?" Jiang Chuan opened his eyes sharply, "Do you want to buy shoes for us?"

"if not?"

"Did you hear Ruhua?" Jiang Chuan happily swayed like a picture.

"I don't need it, you can buy it in Pujiang."

Ying Ruhua's big eyes are round and round nervously, living here for nothing every day is enough to make her feel uneasy.

How dare you take anything more.

The little girl was very clear in her heart, in fact, Jiangshan just wanted to bring a gift to her sister, and she was just a favor.

"Of course he knows that Pujiang can buy everything," Jiang Hai said with a smile: "But your little brother said that the ones you buy on business trips are different from the ones you usually buy."

"That's right," Jiang Chuan knew this feeling too well: "I tell you picturesque, every time my little brother comes home from a business trip, Xiaobai and I like to look through his bag the most."

"Okay...okay," Ying Ruhua added another debt on his small ledger: "Brother Jiang Hai, I can wear a size 35."

Ms. Yu, 17 years old, is not tall, she looks like she has just reached 1.6 meters.

"I wear a size 36," Jiang Chuan frowned after finishing speaking, "I remember talking to my little brother several times!"

"I wear size 42." Jiang He said coldly.

"No one asked you," Jiang Hai said even colder: "Okay, I have to go back and look at the electric fan."

Hurriedly going home, Jiang Hai glanced at his younger siblings, turned around and was about to leave.

"Then how did you notify my brother?"

"He'll call the newspaper tomorrow."

"Close the screen door..."

In the state-run hotel in Yanjing City.

For a dinner for the three comrades, they were reluctant to leave until the waiter knocked on the table and bench.

Under the night, on Comrade Chen Peisi's [-]th pole, there is Liu Xiaoqing in front and Jiangshan in the back.

"My sister shed tears when she looked for her brother, but she was sad when she didn't see her brother..."

On the way to send Comrade Jiangshan back to the guest house, Liu Xiaoqing repeatedly hummed the theme song of "Little Flower".

When the guest house was less than 200 meters away, Jiang Shan and Chen Peisi also joined Liu Xiaoqing's singing.

The originally sad tune, with the blessing of these two goods, immediately became extraordinarily festive.

All three couldn't help laughing.

For a while, Jiang Shan laughed the most.

The youth of the gilded years, how damn good!

(End of this chapter)