Era: Beginning from the Modu Translation Studio

Chapter 54

Jiang Hai kicked more and more vigorously: "If I remember correctly, this "October" should be from Yanjing Literature and Art Publishing House. I will check it out on Monday."

"Brother," Jiang Shan suddenly asked, "Can our newspaper office run a magazine like "October"?"

"Stop it, third child," Jiang Hai hurriedly suppressed Jiang Shan's thoughts: "Don't move this idea, do you know how many magazines have been closed recently?"

Jiang Shan nodded silently.

In the current era, magazines are basically organized by various publishing houses
Don't look at the speed at which newspapers and magazines start publications a month after 79.

However, the past few months have been really difficult.

A piece of "The Position of Love" that looks mediocre in the eyes of later generations can set off three feet of high waves.

You can imagine how serious the current magazine content is.

Let's talk about agriculture first, then workers, and then review the content of the War of Resistance.

The contents of the newspapers and broadcasts are enough for the people to study thoroughly.

Who pays extra for a magazine for "after-school practice"?
Without revisions, these magazines would not last long!
"Besides," Jiang Hai continued to criticize education: "Do you know that "October" is actually a series of books, not a magazine?"

Jiang Shan actually knew it, but he still asked, "Is there a difference?"

"There's a big difference," Jiang Hai counseled earnestly:

"The biggest difference is that there is no serial number. If there is no serial number on it, it will not approve newsprint. If there is no paper, what will it print?"

Jiang Shan: "Then it is not printed well."

"It used the index of its own publishing house," Jiang Hai continued: "It only publishes two books a year, and it kills 10% of the publishing house's paper. That's okay. Isn't the comic book more profitable than it?"

"Oh," Jiang Shan: "No wonder their publisher stopped "October"."

"If you want to restore it again, it depends on whether you can get the issue number later!"

Jiang Shan: "...", you better stop worrying about others.

At the same time that Jiang Hai was driving the third child home.

Accountant Xu from Pujiang No. [-] Garment Factory was also being carried by Director Wu and drove into the gate of the factory.

When the two hurried to the accounting room, they found that all the employees of the fourth workshop were standing outside the door in a line of welcome.

Some were nervous, while others were excited.

"Accountant Xu," Jiang Xiangnan, who was nervous and excited, rushed over to hold Accountant Xu's hand: "Comrades finally expect you to come!"

As Jiang Xiangnan's voice fell, a few female comrades behind him lifted the cloth bags in their hands and shook them.

So proud!

Tonight, Jiang Xiangnan refused to take this huge sum of money home for the night, so it was better to leave it to the organization for peace of mind.

Accountant Xu's eyelids trembled uncontrollably as he looked at several money bags the size of small noodle bags.

As an accountant of the second garment factory, it's not that he has never seen money, but he has never seen workers holding so much money.

After stabilizing his mind, he said: "Just pick two backbones to come in, and the rest of the comrades should stay outside."

So, in the accounting room where the lights were turned on again, Factory Director Wu and Jiang Xiangnan, two key members, cooperated with Accountant Xu to count the money together.

Two thousand seven hundred pairs of trousers, a small one hundred thousand in cash.

It has been neatly tidied up by the female workers.

"I gave them 2000 additional pairs of flared pants, and they were actually sold out again."

"I said earlier that women hold up half the sky!"

"Oh my god, Lao Jiang has made it now. The one-night bonus of the fourth workshop has caught up with my one-year bonus."

Facing the mountain of banknotes on the desk, the three key members did not reveal any shock or surging inner activities.

It shows the psychological quality of professionals very well.

Originally, it was the banknotes that had been counted three or four times. At this moment, accountant Xu just pressed the note with the amount of money in the loan, counted it again, and locked it in the safe.

Finally, when a call came from the accounting room.

The workers of the fourth workshop, who lined up in the corridor to defend the state property, walked in happily.

"Yuan Chunhua, 112 yuan and 5 cents, take it."

"Next one, Xia He, 112 yuan and 5 cents."

Send money with one hand and sign with the other.

"Xiao Huihui, 112 yuan and 5 cents."

"Jiang Xiangnan..."

Facing the hot bonus, each of the four workshops was in full bloom.

A few days ago, I hadn't had time to digest the wonderful thing of getting more than 100 yuan in bonuses in four days.

Today, I got a bonus of 112 yuan and 5 yuan in one night...

In their eyes at this moment, there is no factory manager, no accountant, only the workshop director.

"Director Jiang, when you go back later, you have to ride carefully."

"Director, the bonus should be kept close to you."

"Director Jiang, are you hungry, why don't you go to my house and finish eating noodles before leaving, just turn right after leaving the factory gate."

……

"Workers and comrades," Jiang Xiangnan didn't dare to wait any longer, Jiang Ma was still standing by the bicycle downstairs:
"Hurry up and go home, and be there on time tomorrow morning."

"Be careful on the road, don't just talk."

"That Xiao Huihui, is your lover here too?"

"Lesbians who have flared pants tomorrow, don't forget to keep wearing them."

……

When the twittering disappeared, Director Wu and Accountant Xu felt deeply that this team of female comrades is not easy to lead!

"Old Jiang,"

Factory Manager Wu walked up to Jiang Xiangnan: "You are really a shame to be the director of the workshop. You should go to the Women's Federation and become the women's director."

"The organization asked me to go, so I will." Jiang Xiangnan also felt that he was okay: "The organization asked me... Anyway, I am a director."

"How many pairs of flared pants are you going to bring tomorrow?"

"It should be 5000, the factory manager, do you think it will work?"

"I have to think about it..."

The two talked while walking, not avoiding accountant Xu who was walking behind him.

It is no secret that Workshop No. [-] sells flared trousers for bonuses.

All of them were laughing at their whimsy before, now let's do the math again?
Accountant Xu wanted to be transferred to the fourth workshop.

……

On Sunday morning, Lao Jiang's house was much quieter than usual.

The whole family went to help sell flared pants, except Jiangshan and the two little ones.

It was almost eleven o'clock, and the yawning Jiang Shan was willing to jump off the upper bunk to the ground.

Every Sunday, I must sleep until I am full.

Although every night shift, he can sleep in the duty room of the warehouse from 9 o'clock to 3 o'clock in the morning.

But, how can you sleep comfortably at home!

"Uncle Three."

"Third Uncle.

"good."

Jiang Xiaoyu led his younger brother to read comic books on the dining table, and Jiang Shan bought them 20 books in one go.

My sister didn't understand it once, but Jiang Xiaobai had read it for the fifth time.

"Stay well at home, third uncle will take you out to the restaurant later."

"Okay~"

Jiang Shan combed his hair back with his hands, and with a knife of "Magnolia brand" toilet paper under his arm, he went straight to the public toilet at the entrance of the alley.

When he first came here, Jiang Shan always solved the problem as quickly as possible. Now, he can smoke while doing business.

People's ability to adapt is far more powerful than one's imagination.

"Are you all ready?"

After washing his face, Jiang Shan felt light and refreshed, and put a load of towels on the washbasin stand.

"Let's go and have dinner with Uncle San."

"Oh~"

Jiang Xiaoyu and Jiang Xiaobai followed Third Uncle bouncing around.

Now, when the third uncle is around, it is the happiest time for the two of them.

There is no guarantee for Jiangshan to take care of the children, and there is no problem in feeding them.

A group of three, one big and two small, walked in naturally when they passed by the small department store on the street.

"Wemin Department Store",
As long as the common people are not demanding, this place is enough to meet the needs of daily life.

Now in the eyes of Jiangshan, "Weimin Department Store" is more fragrant than Guomao: "Comrade, bring me a box of matches."

The female salesperson with sleeves neatly threw a box on the glass counter: "Two points."

Jiang Shan took out another small white porcelain bottle from his pocket and handed it over: "Give me another bottle of cream."

After the female salesperson took it, she asked blankly, "Advanced or ordinary."

Jiang Shan looked arrogant: "Give me a high-end bottle."

The one on Mojiang's mother's face is not high-end.

The female salesperson put it on the scale first, and checked the weight.

Then he turned around and unscrewed a glass jar, scooped up a few shovelfuls of pink cream on a flat bamboo slice, and stuffed it into a porcelain bottle.

When the cream was about to fill the bottle, I stomped on the shelf a few more times, and I could add another spoonful immediately.

Finally, quickly scrape it off with a piece of bamboo, and put it on the weighing pan to see how much it weighs.

"6 hairs."

"Give."

When Jiangshan handed over the money, he thought of Pujiang Daily Chemical, which signed an advertising contract with "Pujiang Daily".

Unable to bear it, I wiped off my sweat for the 7 yuan bottle of "Spring Thunder" advanced shampoo.

(End of this chapter)