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Chapter 48 News of Expired Film Achievements

On the other side of the city, Pujiang Garment Factory No. [-].

The hot sales of "Pujiang Daily" didn't seem to bring any change to Jiang Xiangnan's situation.

After lunch, he sat in the director's office with a sad face.

Director Wu's face was very ugly: "Lao Jiang, you are considered an old comrade, how can you be fooling around?"

Jiang Xiangnan: "I'm also in a hurry. I can't sell my pants, and I can't get my bonuses."

"Then you can't put the pants from our factory on Japanese women."

Jiang Xiangnan had a grievance on his face: "Where did you hear that, I'm not capable of that."

"How not?"

Director Wu straightened his body, imitating Father Jiang's voice and shouted:
"The No. [-] Pujiang Garment Factory is dedicated to creating for you, Zhen Youmei and Kurihara Komaki's favorite. Big sisters, young sisters, you can't miss it when you pass by."

"Ah,"

Jiang Xiangnan couldn't help shrugging and laughing, but he refused to admit it: "I never said those words."

"I've seen it all with my own eyes,"

Director Wu had already sneaked a look outside the cinema: "Big sister, young lady, I really have you."

"It's not for the workers under me,"

Jiang Xiangnan had a loving expression:

"Let's not talk about Miss Sister, whoever can make the bell-bottom pants in the warehouse round, I can call her aunt."

Director Wu was speechless for a moment, but he still couldn't help but persuade him:
"Old Jiang, you and I were both the workshop director back then. If you hadn't always stood on the other side of the workers, you wouldn't have..."

Jiang Xiangnan understood that with Director Wu's current position, it would be a heartbreak to say that he couldn't get on the table like this.

"Did someone put shoes on for me?"

"With me here, you can't wear small shoes,"

In fact, someone had already made a small report about Jiang Xiangnan to the factory director.

"Those bell-bottoms are no longer on sale for now,"

Director Wu also heard some recent rumors:
"How many pants do you have, send them back to the warehouse."

Jiang Xiangnan felt that if he wanted to sell it, no one would dare to buy it: "Then what about our bonus after the fourth workshop?"

"Didn't I give it to you two days ago, and everyone has a lot of it."

"Before we lost half a year, why didn't you say so?"

Jiang Xiangnan didn't like to hear this: "Now that we see us getting some money, I start to look red-eyed."

Factory Manager Wu was said to be in a hurry, so he jumped up immediately, pointed at the other party and said loudly: "Jiang Xiangnan..."

Before he could finish speaking, the phone on the desk rang.

Director Wu picked up the phone and shouted, "Hello~"

There was silence on the other end of the receiver, and then a sweet voice came:
"Hello, Director Wu, I'm a reporter from Pujiang Daily, do you have time to accept my interview now..."

Director Wu was stunned: "Pujiang Daily? Interview?"

In the next second, he sat back slowly and assumed the posture that a leader should have: "Comrade reporter, I have time now."

After hanging up the phone, Director Wu asked Jiang Xiangnan to go back to the workshop first.

At the end, he still didn't forget to shout to Jiang Xiangnan: "Lao Jiang, listen to me, don't sell your pants."

During the noon break, Jiang Xiangnan folded his arms in the open space at the entrance of the fourth workshop.

From time to time, the female worker knitting a sweater picked up the sweater with the bamboo needles on it and made gestures on him.

"It's not over yet," Jiang Xiangnan said annoyed, "It's not for me to weave."

The female worker continued to poke the needle: "It looks almost the same, Bibi has a number."

"..."

Jiang Xiangnan cursed silently, and continued to be dazed.

The work bell rang, and the afternoon's work began again.

Just as everyone turned around and entered the workshop.

Director Wu walked over with his chest out.

The young female reporter just now was very helpful to Director Wu's fierce praise.

Only now did he know that their second garment factory was already in line with international standards, and it was only a matter of time before they went abroad.

Director Wu stated on the spot: "In the future, we must produce more and more fashionable clothing for the majority of female comrades."

Before saying this, the female reporter showed him a lot of benign reports about flared pants.

"Old Jiang, Director Jiang."

For the first time, Jiang Xiangnan found out that it was Director Wu: "What's wrong?"

Director Wu approached and said in a low voice: "Don't send the pants back to the warehouse, you continue to sell them."

After he finished speaking, he found that the few female workers who were walking in front just now quietly surrounded him.

However, no one showed a happy expression.

"To whom? Who dares to buy?"

Director Wu said sternly: "Comrades workers, as long as everyone twists into a rope..."

Surely we can find a few who have been taken advantage of, Comrade Jiang Xiangnan answered silently in his heart.

But he still asked: "What? Are bell-bottom pants available again?"

"Didn't you read today's "Pujiang Daily"? I remember that your boss works there?"

"What happened to Pujiang Daily?"

Father Jiang never told the factory manager that the boss has already taken the position of deputy editor-in-chief.

"You should really take a good look."

Jiang's family subscribes to newspapers all year round, but they read them after returning from get off work.

At this moment, Jiang Xiangnan felt something was wrong, so he trotted out to buy newspapers, but who knew there was none left.

He hurried to call his boss again, only to find out that "Pujiang Daily" had said a lot of good things about helping "bell-bottoms".

After hooking up the microphone, Jiang Xiangnan was still in a daze.

All the way back to the workshop, I was still a little drifting.

To be honest, he was afraid that after giving the workers hope again, they would be ruthlessly crushed.

After entering the fourth workshop, Jiang Xiangnan's axis strength came up again:

"After dinner today, we will gather at my house as usual. We don't want to think about too many. We will work hard to sell the current 700 pairs of pants."

The female workers nodded after thinking about it.

"The director is right, at least it's 700 yuan!"

"Yes, it's almost the Chinese New Year, and I've long wanted to add a coat to myself."

"Okay," Jiang Xiangnan waved his arms:
"That's it, as long as the remaining 700 pairs of pants can be sold, it is a victory."

……

No. 651 Nanjing West Road is located in a color TV building of Pujiang TV Station.

Completed in 1974, this building was considered the top one in Pujiang at that time.

Whether it's the towering signal tower outside, or the control center and studio hall inside...

It is the first in the whole country.

There is nothing to say about the good hardware, but there is also... nothing to say about the broadcast content.

Comrade Jiangshan has never moved from his nest since he stepped into the TV station this morning.

In the evening, he and Huang Hua from Pujiang Decoration Company, led by Director Gu, walked to the canteen of the unit.

The food in the canteen of Pujiang TV Station is also good.

But Huang Hua quietly told Jiangshan that the food at Pujiang Radio Station is amazing.

Stir-fried pork slices with potatoes, scrambled eggs with tomatoes, homemade tofu...

Director Gu prepared four dishes and one soup for the two of them, the standard for entertaining foreign guests.

For a while, Comrade Jiang Shan was really hungry, and every dish was delicious.

"I'm going to Yanjing to deliver the film the day after tomorrow,"

Director Gu looked at Jiang Shan's eating appearance: "Comrade Xiao Jiang isn't nervous at all?"

"Should I be nervous?" Jiang Shan asked blankly, "Is there some rule I don't know?"

Regarding the current era, Jiang Shan said that he must respect the present.

"There are no rules, it just reminds me of the first time I went to Beijing to deliver films 20 years ago."

At this time, Director Gu has fallen into memory.

Huang Hua, who was on the opposite side, took out a handkerchief and wiped his hands slowly.

Although we didn't spend much time together, Jiang Shan didn't see him pass quickly.

Always take your time, not in a hurry.

But once he started working, no matter how difficult the problem was, he could handle it properly.

If it is said that Huang Hua has always wanted to dig rivers and mountains to Pujiang for decoration, then Director Gu has always wanted to keep Huang Hua in the TV station.

Such a person is easy to use, has a good temper and high skills, and the key point is never to ask more questions.

"In April 1958, when the Pujiang TV station was established, I was transferred from the radio station just because I had learned some recording equipment."

Director Gu's words are like a long time, Jiang Shan and Huang Hua listened to them while eating.

"October 10st is the day when the TV station decides to test broadcast."

Jiang Shan: "October 10 of that year?"

Director Gu: "Yes, the National Day of 58."

Huang Hua: "It's too hasty,"

After all, it is an industry from scratch.

"What a rush it is,"

Director Gu smiled and said, "It's just to prepare two songs, and then ask for a movie from the [-]th/[-]st factory."

Huang Hua nodded: "The current TV content is not much more than it was back then."

"But the day before the National Day, the higher-ups suddenly notified us to broadcast some grand occasions on the National Day."

Comrade Jiang Shan felt that it was understandable. It happened to be a good day, and it was reasonable for the TV station to interview him.

"You must know that this is a TV station that has just started. First, there is no camera, and second, there is no film."

Huang Hua asked in surprise, "What?"

Jiang Shan: "If you don't have anything, what are you going to do...a TV station?"

"I had the same idea as you at the time," the factory manager Gu said with a wry smile:
"However, this is a political task, and the whole team was in a panic at the time."

"After asking around, I finally found a roll of 8mm film that was 16 years out of date at Factory No. [-]/[-]. After a little trial, it was barely usable."

"But the cameras borrowed from the No. [-]/No. [-] factory can't be put into work anyway."

"I can't help it. I took Li Tao, a reporter from the TV station at the time, and searched all kinds of thrift shops in Pujiang overnight."

"Finally found a new camera for us"

(End of this chapter)