Era: Beginning from the Modu Translation Studio

Chapter 51
"Who?"

Director Wu didn't react for a while, and asked at the door.

His wife opened the door and looked: "Ah, Lao Jiang is here, come in quickly and sit down, Lao Wu is washing his feet!"

"Osmanthus ah,"

Jiang Xiangnan didn't treat himself as an outsider: "Stop making tea, I'll ask Lao Wu to sign, and I have to leave immediately."

Director Wu, whose feet were still soaking in the basin, was confused by the bill of lading that Jiang Xiangnan suddenly handed to him:

"Why do you still carry the bill of lading with you? Two... two thousand pairs of flared trousers?" Director Wu hurriedly looked for glasses:
"Old Jiang, you are crazy."

"It's not that I'm crazy, it's the women comrades who are crazy."

Jiang Xiangnan couldn't believe it himself, but when he called the newspaper at noon, the boss told him.

Jiang Shan repeatedly asked him to prepare the bill of lading in advance.

Tonight, there are only two bell-bottom pants stalls, and we met the auntie team who rushed over.

At that time, the workers in the fourth workshop immediately pointed to the display boards to popularize science with the aunts.

However, the aunts don't buy it at all, and they firmly don't believe that the newspaper will talk about a pair of bell-bottom pants.

Until, more and more people began to speak for bell-bottoms.

Only then did the aunts finally believe that times have changed.

"700 pairs of flared trousers, each of the 5 groups got about [-] pairs,"

Father Jiang standing in front of the sofa raised his eyebrows with excitement: "All sold out, none of them took more than half an hour."

"It's really sold," Director Wu said to Jiang Xiangnan while wiping his feet, "But it's already almost 8 o'clock, so will anyone buy it?"

"You didn't see it, it will be more lively outside than during the day."

After that, when Director Wu, who was riding a bicycle, passed by the entrance of the cinema, he was really shocked by the huge crowd.

"Zhou Xinfang's Stage Art", "A River of Spring Water Flows Eastward", "Walter Defends Sarajevo", "The Hunt", "Looking at Hometown"...

In front of large movie posters, there are people everywhere.

Those who came out, those who waited, those who lined up to buy tickets...

During the period, there have been many fashionable lesbians with curly hair and bell-bottom pants.

Far away, you can still find the flared trousers booth of the Second Garment Factory.

"What day is it today?" Factory Director Wu asked while stepping on it, "Has the whole city gone to watch the movie?"

Jiang Xiangnan urged: "There are too many people. If you see it, hurry up and leave. Starting tonight, our city has added two movies. It is estimated that it will be at two or three o'clock in the morning."

Autumn is deep, and the movie theaters in the city follow the instructions of their superiors and show more movies.

In two months, midnight shows will also open.

The masses are more and more willing to watch movies.

At this moment, Brother Chenglong's "Drunken Master" also staged the same crazy scene in Seoul.

In the era when pirated videotapes were not yet popular, movie theaters were as desirable as universities.

"Are you sure you want to get 2000 pieces?"

Standing at the door of the warehouse, the administrator stared blankly at Director Wu, why did the director come to pick up the goods himself: "How do you get so much?"

"Jiang Xiangnan has already called someone to go," Director Wu said angrily, "You see how careless you are, hurry up and count the goods."

"Alas."

Many workshops of the Second Garment Factory work in a non-stop working mode. It is not difficult to find a few workers to ride tricycles.

Especially when Jiang Xiangnan shouted: "The factory manager asked me to call you..."

After a while, four tricycles drove out of the factory gate.

The two bicycles following behind, walk side by side.

"Old Jiang," Director Wu said in a good mood, "I didn't expect you to be able to sell your pants after showing two movies. You're really lucky."

"Shit luck? You go and show me."

Jiang Xiangnan cursed inwardly, he didn't know how much effort my boys put in: "Turning waste into treasure, that's a skill!"

"Hey, just don't get complacent,"

Director Wu will just let him go. When the bonus was stopped a while ago, it was Lao Jiang who helped him calm the mood of the fourth workshop:
"There are still more than 2 pieces lying in the warehouse, so don't sell them for two days and then turn over the stall for others."

"I'd forget if you didn't tell me," Jiang Xiangnan kept in mind the third brother's confession:
"Let's talk about it first, these [-] pairs of trousers must be from our fourth workshop, and no one should think about it!"

Director Wu made it a decision: "If it's yours, it's yours. No one will snatch it from you."

After submitting 2000 items today, there are still about [-] left in the warehouse.

Thirty thousand pairs of flared trousers are worth 3 yuan.

I really didn't dare to think about it before, but I thought about it several times tonight.

The first modernization that Lao Jiang's family wants to achieve is the TV, and then...

The more Jiang Xiangnan thought about it, the more beautiful he became, before he knew it, he hummed:

""Say Byebye to all troubles,

Say Hihi to all joy,

Dear dear..."

There was a strange singing sound from Erba Dagang on the side. Although it was harsh, it couldn't hold the good mood of Director Wu.

So he also opened his voice:

"I think back then, Lao Tzu's team just opened."

Jiang Xiangnan answered immediately: "There are only a dozen people in total, seven or eight guns..."

This song is still domineering!

Jiang Xiangnan sighed inwardly, the kindergarten songs were not good after all.

Under the night, the Pujiang River is extremely noisy tonight.

Four tricycles loaded with flared trousers, under the leadership of two old comrades, rushed to the vast number of women comrades.

Magic City, the name of fashion capital, is not called for nothing.

At this time, Director Wu hadn't realized it yet.

The third son of the old subordinate next to the voice has already won the market opportunity for the second garment factory.

……

at the same time,

Jiang Shan, who should have left his job a long time ago, still stayed in the TV station's office.

Gu Zhengzheng ran into trouble for a while.

Looking at the agricultural news group on the desk, and the news clips just handed in, a sense of powerlessness rose again.

This is already the first time, what I obviously wanted was news, but in the end it became a documentary.

Compared with the news on radio stations, apart from pictures, there is no other opportunity to broadcast it.

We must know that at present, whether it is audio or silent media, the most broadcast topics are agricultural harvesting and worker production.

Director Gu shook his head and smiled wryly, then glanced at the two who were still sitting on the sofa.

A second ago, they were still talking about a pleasant public service advertisement.

For a while, those two of them took in all of his bitter face.

So, he picked up the film arrangement application on the table and walked over.

"Come on, come on, take a look too, the good news has become an old article."

Huang Hua took it with a smile, not in a hurry or panic on the surface, but in his heart he was already curious about what stumped Gutai.

But Jiang Shan's eyes at this moment, but vaguely fell on Gutai's desk.

I have heard for a long time that there is a red phone on the director's desk of YanTV.

Unexpectedly, Pujiang TV Station also has the legendary red phone.

"Hey, why didn't this news come here until now?" Huang Hua had already seen a general overview, and passed on the filming application to Jiang Shan.

Jiang Shan took it over and took a look. It turned out to be a piece of news that the agricultural news team of Pujiang TV Station went to Tang/Shan for field interviews.

(End of this chapter)