Era: Beginning from the Modu Translation Studio

Chapter 438: Joining the Reform and Opening-up of the Big Finance Industry

The moon is bright, the stars are sparse, and the garden is deep.

In Jiangshan's smoky room, three senior officials and a banker were sitting around.

"The Japanese side is making quite a fuss here,"

As Lu Xuzhang was talking, he picked up a piece of bread from the table and took the first bite.

"Hmm? This bread tastes good."

"This is from the bakery next to our newspaper office. Does it taste good?"

"It's great. It's even filled with red bean paste."

When the other three heard this, they quickly reached out and took one.

At this late hour in the evening, a cup of tea and some snacks really give it the feel of a tea party.

Lu Xuzhang: "Where was I just now?"

Mr. Zhuang: "Speaking of Nichiichi, he moves quickly."

"Oh, yes," Lu Xuzhang continued:
"As far as I know, in addition to the Export-Import Bank of China and Bank of Tokyo, which have already landed, their Industrial Bank will also come in next year."

Same as several advertising companies in Japan.

As soon as the clarion call of reform and opening up was sounded on your side, he had already rolled in with his troubles.

Compared with the cunning little Japan, the United States, Britain and France will be a few years behind.

Even Hong Kong is currently in a wait-and-see state.

"The businesses of these foreign licensed banks in the mainland are mainly yen clearing and financial loans,"

Mr. Zhuang knocked on the table and said, "It's for the public, not for private. However, starting this year, Bank of China will
We are gradually signing contracts with credit card institutions in various countries. Once this work is completed, foreign currency consumption in the mainland will definitely reach a new level.”

"Several have already been signed."

Lu Xuzhang had been looking forward to this for a long time:
"MasterCard, Visa, Fadaka, not only we are looking forward to it, but also foreign guests."

Having experienced the first few major events of the opening up of the financial industry at close range, Jiangshan really felt worried for this group of veteran cadres.

"It's really not easy. It sounds complicated just by listening to it."

"Sounds complicated, right?"

Lu Xuzhang laughed and said, "Let me tell you, young man, when you do things step by step,
One day you look back and say, hey, it’s done! ”

"What Old Lu said is absolutely correct," Qian Zhiguang said with a smile:

"Ten years ago, our engineers were also worried when they saw the drawings of those imported equipment.

How are we going to transport and install these eighteen sets of giant equipment smoothly?
As a result, look at what is happening now.”

Everyone said together: "It's done!"

"Fortunately, I had to tighten my belt back then," Mr. Qian's eyes sparkled when he thought of this.

"Pujiang Chemical Fiber invested more than 20 billion yuan in the first phase, and started production last year. The profits are incredible!"

By the end of next year, there will be a news announcement that the total investment of 21 billion yuan in the first phase of Pujiang Petrochemical has been fully recovered.

This is the terrifying consumption power of one billion people.

"That's for sure," Xu Muchun said.
"You only need to look at the total amount of chemical fiber our country imports each year to know how important this sector is."

"If the financial industry starts to move, it will be a big deal,"

Mr. Zhuang put his arms on the table and said, "You know, each of the Japanese financial groups has opened several banks.

As far as the current Japanese financial market is concerned... the number of expatriates in these key countries is also...

In short, our Nan Shang Bank does not want to miss this financial feast. "

"Xiao Jiang," Lu Xuzhang gave him a look, "Did you hear that? Director Zhuang is talking to you."

"I remembered every word of it. It's all in my head,"

The rivers and mountains are still flowing with water:

"Mr. Zhuang, do you mean that this ad should not only overshadow the Bank of Tokyo, but also be broadcast simultaneously in several countries in Southeast Asia?"

Mr. Zhuang nodded and said, "As long as there is a branch of the Southern Commercial Bank in a country, it will be broadcast."

Jiang Shan thought about it carefully and said slowly:
“When Daichi Advertising, a Japanese newspaper, approached me, Sumitomo Bank was running a very humane ad.”

"So," Mr. Zhuang said, "you also designed a humanistic advertisement for Tokyo Bank."

"There is another key point," Jiang Shan pointed out:

"At that time, Sumitomo Bank and Bank of Tokyo were both pushing their ATM business.

That’s why I designed an aerial conversation between two ATMs in different cities in the ad.”

We are all smart people, and Mr. Zhuang immediately understood: "You want to ask me which financial business I plan to promote?"

"Yes," Jiang Shan said, "I must try my best to understand the client's promotional focus so that I can design a plan that will satisfy you the most."

"Don't worry, young man,"

Jiang Shan's word "client" made Zhuang Shiping hear what he thought was the main point: "We are prepared to spend a lot of money on this advertisement."

As soon as these words came out, Jiangshan immediately turned into a red brick:
"Mr. Zhuang, I only need to complete the tasks assigned by my superiors. As for the rest, my superiors will take care of it."

After saying this, Jiangshan saw Lu Xuzhang nodding slightly.

"Well, let's just talk about business,"

Mr. Zhuang didn't want to worry about the twists and turns here. To him, it didn't matter who collected the money:
“According to what I have learned, Sumitomo Bank defeated the Bank of Tokyo with just one advertisement.

Later, Tokyo Bank defeated the other party with the advertisement you designed.

So, now I want an ad that goes beyond the Bank of Tokyo ad.

Let’s not talk about competing for each other’s business, but we must make sure that the Japanese people understand.

If you save money in our Nanshang Bank, you can get the same services and returns as local banks. "

“Same service,”

Jiang Shan wrote down stroke by stroke in the little notebook: "Same reward."

"Yes," Mr. Zhuang emphasized, "The service level of Japanese and Japanese banks is not bad.
So our bank has also launched the same standard of service items.”

The night sky is like flowing clouds, and it is easy to get confused if you look at it for too long.

Jiangshan had just laid down, his mind full of thoughts about advertising.

High service, high returns?

Which advertisement should I choose to meet these requirements and surpass the Bank of Tokyo?
As he was thinking, suddenly - he fell asleep.

The next day

The noise in the yard woke him up on time.

Maybe he didn’t sleep well last night, so Jiangshan still looks dazed.

In this day and age when even he himself can’t sleep well, Jiangshan wouldn’t consider sleeping with others.

Today is a good day for Oriental Metropolis Daily.

A three-story guesthouse across the street from the newspaper office is finally ready to open for business after a simple renovation.

9: am.

Editor-in-chief Jiang Hai and several leaders from the city's propaganda and cultural departments stood in a row and cut the ribbon amid the sound of firecrackers.

Afterwards, we had an opening meal in the guesthouse’s canteen.

The guesthouse with a signboard of "Oriental Metropolis Daily" opened for business.

"Editor-in-Chief Jiang,"

Deputy Director Zhang of the Propaganda Department and Jiang Hai looked at the red sign of the guesthouse side by side:
"We have already held a meeting to study your newspaper's application to publish a calendar."

"Have you come up with any results?" Jiang Hai was waiting for this:
"It's almost the end of the year, and the printing factory said that if we wait any longer, it will be too late to print."

"It's basically passed,"

With Director Zhang here, as long as Oriental Metropolis Daily doesn't go to the trouble, he will help out:

"But some leaders have suggested that if your newspaper wants to print advertisements on the calendar, you must pay attention to the font size."

"What do you think?"

Jiang Hai asked, "What's the appropriate font size for an advertising slogan?"

Director Zhang remembered a sentence from a meeting at the bureau: "You can't exceed the number in the date column!"

"Understood,"

Jiang Hai understood: "We will do it according to your standards. We will definitely not make it difficult for you."

After seeing off several leaders, the editors-in-chief Jiang Hai, Jiang Shan, Cai Wensheng, and Rong Bin,
I was very happy and walked around the guesthouse from floor to floor.

"That's good. Our newspaper office has its own guesthouse now."

Editor-in-Chief Cai looked at the neat and clean furnishings in a room:
"Just wait. Tomorrow I will contact a group of writers and ask them to come to Pujiang to contribute to us."

Rong Bin heard it and said, "That's right, I just happen to have a list of names in my hand."

"Don't try too hard," Jiang Hai led everyone walking in the corridor, "Don't fill up the entire guesthouse in a snap.

This is a way for our company to give out bonuses.”

"And don't forget,"

Accountant Shen reminded him at this time: "When this guesthouse was originally allocated to our unit, the Propaganda Department said,

If there are any projects launched in the future, our unit will also contribute.”

"Did you hear that?" Jiang Hai: "We have to contribute as well."

Of course Rong Bin heard it, but: "How many rooms does our guesthouse have?"

"There are 22 guest rooms on each floor," Accountant Shen said, "and each room can accommodate 2 to 4 people."

"That's it," Rong Bin said, "No matter how hard we try, we can't attract a whole floor of writing enthusiasts."

Cai Wensheng: “That’s right!”

It was not until they reached the end of the corridor that everyone realized that Jiangshan was the only one who hadn't spoken.

"Chief Jiang," Jiang Hai looked at the third brother, "What are you thinking about?"

"I'm thinking,"

Jiangshan is thinking of something good:
"Let's all work hard, and after three to five years, we can build a few dormitory buildings!"

"Ok?"

The leadership team of the newspaper, including Jiang Hai, never dared to think about this.

Now, after hearing what Jiangshan said, everyone's eyes began to turn green.

"Come on, let's find a room and discuss the calendar advertisement in detail."

"Chief Jiang, your department must recruit a few big clients for the newspaper this time."

"It would be best if it were at the same level as Panasonic's before."

"By the way, Lao Rong, you have to keep an eye on Mr. Panasonic's visit to our country."

In the afternoon, we drove to the Shanghai Animation Film Studio.

Jiangshan, with a smile on his face, was still thinking about the wonderful plan he had just imagined with everyone.

Just when I was thinking about the beautiful things, the van turned a corner and a movie theater appeared on the side of the road.

Jiangshan stretched his head and saw the newly painted poster at the entrance of the cinema.

Printed with the first science fiction movie after the reform and opening up, "The Death Ray on Coral Island".

When he looked again, he saw his younger sister Jiang Chuan and Ying Ruhua.

Seeing the two of them smiling happily, Jiang Shan suddenly remembered:

I don’t think I’ve seen that girl Ruhua since she was admitted to university!

After the Didi taxi honked twice, several people at the cinema entrance looked over here.

Among them are Jiang Chuan and Ying Ruhua.

"Yeah, isn't that your little brother?"

Long time no see, Ruhua looks pretty happy.

While reminding Jiangchuan, he also stretched out his little hand and waved to Jiangshan.

A pair of curved smiling eyes is very pleasing to look at.

"Brother, why are you here?"

Two older girls ran over, holding hands.

One of them rested his head on the window frame of the van.

Jiangshan took a quick look and thought that the girl looked very funny.

"Did you two make an appointment to watch a movie?"

As he spoke, Jiangshan opened the car door and got out.

"Well," Jiang Chuan said with a smile, "We both have no classes this afternoon, so it's a good opportunity for us to come and watch a movie."

"I was wondering why I met you two here,"

After taking a few glances around, Jiang Shan walked towards the store:

"What do you want to eat? I'll buy it for you today."

"Brother is the best,"

Jiang Chuan happily held Jiang Shan and Ru Hua's arms and said, "Ru Hua, let's go. My brother is treating us today."

Ying Ruhua, who had long been accustomed to this scene, followed the two siblings obediently.

After a while, he walked out of the store with a bunch of snacks in his arms, looking confused.

"Too much,"

After the college entrance examination, the baby fat on Ying Ruhua's face returned: "I, I can't even finish it!"

"I didn't ask you to eat it all in one meal,"

Jiang Shan ordered: "If you can't finish it, take it back to school."

Ying Ruhua opened her big eyes and nodded obediently: "Oh~"

"Thank you, bro."

Jiang Chuan smiled and looked down at the net bag of snacks:
"If our classmates saw this, they would be so unhappy."

When this was mentioned, Jiang Shan suddenly thought of something:
"It will be Sunday in two days, so you can call all your classmates."

Jiang Chuan: "What do you want them to do?"

"Our new home has been furnished, so you can take them over to do the cleaning."

"Let them go over and do the cleaning?"

"Is there a problem?"

"How is that possible?" Jiang Chuan blinked at the young man and said, "I promise to complete the task."

The two girls turned around and walked away a few steps, Ying Ruhua suddenly turned back:

"Brother Jiang, I will go to help when the time comes."

"You said that yourself,"

Jiang Shan put his hands in his pockets, looked at Ying Ruhua and said with a smile: "Don't sleep until lunch time."

"No," Ying Ruhua giggled, "I won't oversleep."

...

In a film editing room at Pujiang Animation Film Studio.

Deputy Director Yan Dingxian, Director Wang Yang, Photographer Duan Xiaoxuan, and Jiang Shan were looking at a monitor together.

"We first cut a rough draft based on your script,"

Yan Dingxian, standing behind Jiang Shan, put his hands on his shoulders and said, "How about you take a look first?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the picture on the monitor started moving.

After a familiar melody sounded, Qiu Yuefeng's voice popped up on the screen:
"I, Old Sun, am here!!!"

Then, familiar animation scenes appeared.

"Havoc in Heaven", "Old Wolf's Party", "Snow Child", "The Story of Afanti"...

At the same time, familiar cartoon soundtracks began to sound.

"I'm lucky today. I caught two chickens alive. Go find Old Bear and eat chicken together."

"Snowflakes, snowflakes, white snowflakes, floating, floating..."

"My little donkey, my little donkey, has a stubborn temper, a stubborn temper."

In a studio of Pujiang TV Station.

Gu Jianfen, sitting in front of the piano, was helping Tao Huimin correct her pronunciation.

Tao Huimin, who was only 15 years old, was also transferred from Ruian Yue Opera Troupe to Lu Xuzhang.

"Look, you feel much better after relaxing,"

Gu Jianfen put her hands on the piano keys. Teacher Gu, who had already decided to start an acoustics class, came to help Jiangshan again:
"Don't be nervous, kid. Just keep doing this and we'll do it again."

When the soothing piano music sounded, Tao Huimin, who was standing beside the piano, completely relaxed:

“Draw mountains on the flowing water, draw trees on the mountains, and draw vivid figures by the water and under the trees…”

According to the plan for this year's Spring Festival Gala, Tao Huimin will not only sing a solo song "Meimei" composed by Jiang Shan.

She will also sing a song called "A Lin Daiyu Fell from the Sky" with He Qing from Zhejiang Kunqu Opera Theater.

(End of this chapter)