Era: Beginning from the Modu Translation Studio

Chapter 95
Jiang Shan immediately realized that Chunlei's enthusiasm had just begun.

Sure enough, in the next second, Zhang Lu led the staff of the TV station to appear in the already busy office area of ​​the daily chemical factory.

Facing Jiang Shan, an acquaintance, Zhang Lu was taken aback for a moment, and then laughed again: "Why are you everywhere?"

"I should say that," Jiang Shan also laughed, "Is it because of the Chunlei shampoo commercial?"

Zhang Lu nodded, looked at Director Cao who was still busy answering the phone, and said softly to Jiang Shan: "Gu Tai said, this is big news."

Jiang Shan also asked with a suppressed voice, "How did your commercial shoot go?"

"It's been filmed earlier," Zhang Lu covered his mouth and said, "You must never tell Gu Tai."

Jiang Shan nodded: "Don't worry, if you want to say it, you will say it yourself."

When Jiang Hai and Jiang Shan walked out of the factory director's office again, the phone on Cao's desk was still ringing.

Walking in the factory area is different from the orderly one when I came here. From time to time, I saw an employee running back and forth with a list.

This is what Jiang Shan expected: "It seems that He Ke has been busy for a while."

Facing everything that just happened, Jiang Hai has not had time to digest:
"I was worried that Party A would lose an opportunity to advertise, but I didn't expect it to be published in newspapers across the country. The future sales..."

"Tsk tsk tsk," Jiang Shan shook his head: "The effect of Chunlei's advertisement is estimated to be incomparable to anyone in the future."

After all, it will be an advertising brand that will go down in history.

On December 12, five days had passed since the first commercial advertisement was published in Pujiang Daily.

In the conference room of the Pujiang Industrial and Commercial Bureau.

In front of Deputy Director Dai was a receipt issued by the financial office of "Pujiang Daily".

Looking at the amount above, Deputy Director Dai was stunned: "1500 yuan?"

Xue Jin, who was in charge of connecting with Pujiang Daily, looked angry:
"You don't think it's shameful. They are simply taking advantage of the fire. You may not know that the workers of this Jiangning toy factory have not been paid for more than two months."

Deputy Director Dai frowned the more he listened: "It's really outrageous."

"But," at this moment, a lesbian interjected in a low voice, "after all, Pujiang Daily helped them sell the toys."

"That's not enough to accept the masses one by one." Comrade Xue Jin immediately corrected his colleagues' wrong thinking:
"Newspapers are supposed to serve the people, and they can't collect so much money from the masses just because of a little cleverness."

"It seems that I received too much,"

Comrades, start to look at the problem from another angle: "It is estimated that the workers of the Jiangning Toy Factory did not buy much money in total."

"That's right, I charged 1500 yuan for a promotional fee, how much is a worker's salary for a month?"

"It's all in the purse of Pujiang Daily."

Xue Jin nodded heavily: "So, I think the editor-in-chief Jiang Hai's problem is very serious. If everyone is like him, will the newspaper's surname be 'she' or 'zi' in the future!"

For a while, Deputy Director Dai only felt that the problems of Pujiang Daily were really not small: "Section Chief Xue, you still need to continue to follow up and investigate the problems of Pujiang Daily."

Chief Xue, who was contemplating deeply, felt more and more important the burden on his shoulders this time.

He said with a serious face: "Don't worry, leave it to me, I will definitely continue to dig deeper."

After the meeting, Deputy Director Dai walked back to his office quickly.

On the desk, there was already a copy of "Pujiang Daily".

Deputy Bureau Dai started immediately and flipped to the third page.

"Huh? What is this?" Looking at the familiar column, he asked strangely, ""Auntie Zhang's Flower Hen"?"

I quickly turned to other pages, and repeated several times, each time looking more carefully: "Where did "Latent" go?"

Deputy Director Dai frowned and said: "This Pujiang Daily really publishes what should be published and what should not be published indiscriminately."

This time, the Pujiang Daily on Baoshan Road.

The frequency of the office phone ringing is no less than that of the Pujiang Daily Chemical Factory.

Cai Wensheng, editor-in-chief of the Supplement Department, had already picked up the microphone and put it aside.

"Finally it's over," Editor-in-Chief Cai took a sip of hot tea, shook his head and said with a smile:
"You all come to ask us where "Latent" is? I still want to watch it myself!"

"I want to read it too," said Xiao Meng, a reporter from the Supplement Department, who had been thinking about it all day. "What time is it? There are still readers outside the newspaper office asking."

Cai Wensheng wondered: "Didn't they write a notice that "Latent" has been discontinued and posted it on the bulletin board? They can't see it?"

Reporter Xiaomeng shook his head: "It's useless to post it. Fortunately, our master in the reception room has a face like Qin Shubao."

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[Today, the eldest brother came back from the post office with a bunch of envelopes to paste, Jiang Xiaoyu and Jiang Xiaobai were very happy to help.

They didn't realize at all that their father had become an unemployed youth.

Tomorrow is Sunday, and another unemployed young man said that sister Lu Xiao would come to visit the house.

In fact, she has been coming home to report almost every day recently. This time, Sister Lu Xiao finally played the heroine in the Huahua family movie, and the whole family is cheering for her. 】

At noon on Sunday, Jiang Hai put another pile of envelopes on the dining table that had just been cleared away.

Comrade Jiang Hai is obviously proficient in his business today.

The small brush was in the hands of the intellectuals, and evenly spread a medium-sized white rice paste on the envelope paper.

"Okay, okay, let's get down to business." Dad Jiang walked over, picked up a stack of envelopes on the table, and put them on the small bed next to him.

Jiang Hai hurriedly stopped him and said, "I'm serious about this too. It costs 2 cents to paste a sheet, and ten sheets is [-] cents."

Jiang He walked over, took out two yuan and handed it to Jiang Hai: "I bought all of your pile."

Jiang Hai took the money and put it in his pocket: "One horse belongs to one horse. I have two hands. I don't eat at home."

Jiang Ma also came over, picked up a small pot of rice porridge on the dining table, and walked to the kitchen.

While walking, he said, "Hurry up, our Lu Xiao will be here in a while."

After more than 20 minutes, he moved to the Jiangshan House and continued to paste the envelope Jiang Hai, brushing the paste while erecting his ears.

A circle of people were already seated at the dining table in the outer room.

Everyone has a line in their hands.

The second brother Jiang He had a lot of words when he saw him: "Everyone don't need to be too nervous, just read the lines directly."

A table of people nodded, but more or less nervous.

Jiang Shan held a piece of paper with the line "Hua Hua Family" written on it.

After the younger sister Jiang Chuan glanced at her lines, she couldn't help but secretly smiled.

After a while, Jiang He said to Jiang Ma, "Mom, let's talk!"

Jiang Ma was wearing presbyopic glasses, holding a piece of script paper with both hands, and read very seriously: "Is it Spanish food today?"

Lu Xiao, who was sitting beside Jiang He, replied naturally: "Yes, the cold dish is a famous Spanish dish of braised prawns."

"Heh...heh," Jiang Ma smiled as naturally as possible, and said in an uncommon way: "It looks good."

Jiang Hai in the back room couldn't help but took a few deep breaths.

However, the people in the outer room sat upright, and Father Jiang even put on Jiang Hai's woolen coat.

At this moment, Jiang He also started talking: "Please forgive me, because I have a date with a friend, I want to go first."

Father Jiang took a deep breath and said loudly, "Oh, then go!"

"What?" Lu Xiao looked at Jiang He and said, "Yingping, you want to go out? I have something to tell you."

Jiang He paused for a moment: "If it's for a blind date, I'll be counting on you! Didn't you direct the Wanbiao family's nepotism marriage?"

Lu Xiao pretended to wipe his mouth with a napkin: "I'm not very honored to say that, and I will continue to work hard."

Jiang He: "Please go ahead!"

Jiang Ma was obviously a little slow, and when everyone looked over, she hurriedly said:
"Yingping, let's have a cup of coffee before leaving. You will either drink or dance there."

Jiang's father answered very accurately: "You don't understand men's affairs, Yingping is no longer a child."

Jiang Ma: "Yes!"

Father Jiang: "Second brother, no, Yingping, don't drive after drinking."

Jiang He: "I see, Dad."

This time, it was Jiang Shan's turn: "Dad interrupted your meal, I'm sorry!"

"You can't say that, you have no feelings at all."

Suddenly, Jiang Hai came out from the back room with a paste-stained brush pinned to his ear!
He snatched the line paper from Jiang Shan's hand, and said: "The lines should be read naturally."

Then, he said according to the lines: "Father, the Brook company in the United States replied today, and our price has not been lowered."

Father Jiang nodded expressionlessly:
"If it's a blast furnace plan, Manager Ishikawa has already called me to report that the investment of 250 billion is more than four times your funds... Without me, you can get it out?"

"grandfather,"

At this moment, Jiang Xiaoyu suddenly ran in from the door: "Grandpa, give me 5 cents, Xiaobai wants to eat spiced cinnamon beans."

Jiang Xiangnan immediately asked, "How can Xiaobai bite that thing?"

Jiang Xiaoyu's big eyes flashed suddenly: "Xiaobai will spit out the smell if he speaks."

"This prodigal grandson," Jiang Xiangnan took out five cents from his pocket and handed it to his little granddaughter, "It's only four cents for his father to paste two envelopes!"

(End of this chapter)