Era: Beginning from the Modu Translation Studio

Chapter 31

During this period of time, Jiang Shan watched the movie "Manhunt" at the dubbing factory.

The reason why he reassured Father Jiang that the bell-bottom pants would be sold was precisely because of this movie.

"Manhunt" opens with a bustling scene over Tokyo in the 70s.

Skyscrapers soar into the sky, Shinjuku is crowded with people, and it is unheard of to dress and match.

Even Hong Kong and Taiwan at that time could not compare to such a scene.

No matter how you look at it, it has a sci-fi feel of another parallel universe.

The dazzling fashion outfits of the male and female protagonists in the film, DF cameras, bunny girls/boys, and A× pills that will obey others after taking one, open a window for Chinese people to see the colorful world.

At that time, more than 1 million people had an annual income of no more than 40 yuan, and large areas of rural areas had no access to roads, telephones, water and electricity...

The release of "Manhunt" immediately tells everyone what modernization is and why it should be modernized.

The actor Du Qiu, played by Takakura Ken, wears aviator sunglasses and a khaki single-breasted trench coat, which has influenced the fashion aesthetics of a generation.

Until now, some people still have the habit of standing up the collar of their clothes.

And the wealthy daughter Mayumi in the film appeared in a pair of white flared trousers.

These pants, which are tight on the top and loose on the bottom, set off Mayumi on the big screen gracefully.

From the appearance to the closing, the audience's eyes were firmly locked, and both men and women were killed.

It can be said that the popularity of flared pants around the 80s was triggered by "Manhunt".

Not long after the fire started, "Wangxiang", which also came from Japan, was released a few days later.

The female reporter Kurihara Komaki in the film pushed the wearing of flared pants to a climax again.

Where is Pujiang?The fashion capital is also one of the first cities where flared trousers became popular.

"No problem?" Father Jiang still felt a little ridiculous: "Then what movie can really help us sell pants?"

What Jiang Shan is worried about now is not whether to sell or not: "Dad, did the factory really say, sell a pair of pants and get a one-yuan bonus?"

"There can still be fakes. Although the fourth workshop is small, there are 24 workers," Jiang's father said with certainty:

"The factory manager himself said how much trousers he sold, and the money he raised would be distributed to the fourth workshop as a bonus."

"In the past two days, if you find time to kill him, it's best to find a time when there are many people. The more people, the better."

Jiangshan reminded again that the individual contract system has not yet been implemented in China, or it has not been implemented publicly.

Do not even think about running a private business, but if the profits are converted into bonuses, Jiang Shan thinks it is still justified.

After all, [-] pairs of trousers, even a small cup of soup, is enough to intoxicate.

Afterwards, accompanied by Jiang's father, Jiang Shan walked around the Pujiang No. [-] Garment Factory.

The state-owned factories in that era were huge and bizarre, food, clothing, housing and transportation could be completed without leaving the factory, canteens, bathhouses, radio stations, kindergartens...

According to Jiang's father's tone: Except that there is no crematorium, everything that should be available is available.

When passing by "Little Red Flower Kindergarten", Jiang Shan walked in and picked up Jiang Xiaoyu.

The three of them were strolling together, and Jiang Xiangnan couldn't help feeling emotional: "From tomorrow on, Xiaobai will also come to our factory for kindergarten."

"It's a good thing." Jiang Shan felt that the kindergarten must be able to learn more than at home: "It's better to give the children to the organization to rest assured."

"That's right," Dad Jiang nodded: "On the way back later, I'll buy a small seat and tie it to the back seat."

The No. [-] Pujiang Garment Factory was a little far away from the urban area. Afterwards, the three soldiers were divided into two vehicles and gathered at the entrance of the Fine Arts Publishing House.

It was already dark when the twenty-eight sticks bundled with five boxes of materials were pushed into the courtyard.

The Jiang family, which was deserted a second ago, was immediately filled with bursts of laughter.

Today is the day when everyone has new clothes, except the boss Jiang Hai who is muttering beside him.

"Third brother, you are not authentic," Jiang Hai said half-jokingly, "Everyone has them, but I forgot your elder brother."

"I haven't forgotten," Jiang Shan himself put on a new shirt: "It was Dad who stopped me from buying it for you."

After speaking, he glanced at Father Jiang.

Jiang's father immediately understood: "I stopped it, the men in the family belong to your clothes."

"It's been worn for two or three years." Jiang Hai touched the light blue shirt on Jiang Shan's body: "I think it's a good color, how about..."

After speaking, get ready to pick it up.

Who would have thought that Jiang Xiaoyu and Jiang Xiaobai would help stop the third uncle with a smile, and they laughed so hard that they couldn't even think about dinner.

In the small courtyard, Li Ruocheng, who was sitting under the desk lamp, looked out the window and laughed unknowingly.

His wife Li Huaiying who was knitting a sweater at the side took the opportunity to ask: "Just now, Xiao Jiang said that he would ask you for help tomorrow. What did you say it would be?"

Li Ruocheng laughed a little: "What can be the matter, you didn't read that little book guy came back with so many books today, he must have borrowed a place from me to put them."

Li Huaiying suddenly realized: "Yes, his house is so small, there is not much room."

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In the early morning of the next day, Jiang Shan, who got off work, went straight to the translation and dubbing studio. The second brother, Jiang He, was waiting at the gate of the reception room early on. When he saw his younger brother, he immediately walked up to him with lazy steps.

"Second brother, have you had breakfast yet?"

"Eat," Jiang He replied lightly.

He usually doesn't talk much, so he can only talk to Jiang Shan a few words.

He is the tallest of the three brothers, but he always walks with his shoulders drooped because of his poor health.

At this time, he walked beside Jiang Shan casually with his hands in his pockets.

It's a little bit better than the street slipper in Jiangshan.

Jiang Shan seemed to think of something suddenly and laughed.

"What are you laughing at?"

"It's nothing," Jiang Shan pretended to be mysterious: "You can enjoy yourself in the screening room later."

"whispering sound."

Today, Jiang Shan called his second brother to the factory to watch a movie in advance, which is "Hunt".

The movies in the translation studio are the original copies before they are submitted for review, which is different from the copies of movies on the market that have been watched by a group of reviewers for a long time.

Here are all original goods, except for the dubbing, which has not been cut.

After Jiang Shan sent his second brother into the screening room, he walked towards Hu Xiao's office without stopping.

Damn, he complained all the way, the continuous operation of the dubbing factory during the day and the printing factory at night is really more tiring than going to the mountains and going to the countryside.

"Who wants you kid to be a money junkie?"

Suddenly, Director Hu's voice came from behind.

Shocked, Jiang Shan hurriedly turned around: "Scared me, Director Hu can't persecute intellectuals like this."

"You're an intellectual fart," Hu Xiao said with a smile as he opened the door, "You're an intellectual bastard at best."

He is one of the few who knows that Jiangshan only has a junior high school diploma.

"Coincidentally, that's what my dad said about me."

"Then your father is a sensible person." After Hu Xiao walked into the office, he sat down on the chair: "Tell me, what do you need to come to me?"

"Hunzi has something, and I want you to help me palm the eye."

After finishing speaking, Jiang Shan slowly spread out the draft of the public service advertisement of "Famous Paintings" on the table.

(End of this chapter)