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Director Hong looked at the two directors and suddenly thought of a question: I hear you saying... everyone is rushing to ship goods recently?

Indeed, Deputy Director Dai nodded: If each unit wants to continue to receive sufficient industrial raw materials, it must first reduce its inventory to a reasonable position, especially some that have been backlogged for several years...otherwise,

What else? Director Hong asked quickly.

What can we do to you? Director Yang of the Light Industry Bureau smiled bitterly: However, if the higher authorities refuse to approve your supply of raw materials, we will still have no way to intervene.

After all, it is not yet out of the control of the planned economy.

When Director Hong heard this, he became anxious: What if we can't keep up with the raw materials? What should we do with the products in the factory that sell well?

That's why I asked you to think of a solution quickly.

...

When sending the two directors out, Director Hong's steps were obviously slow for a beat.

Go, bring me Yuan Jiefang from the business department, he said to the subordinates beside him: Let him put other things aside first.

Just when Director Hong of Red Star Daily Chemicals started arranging his troops. Director Cao of Pujiang Daily Chemicals had already walked into Pujiang Daily one step ahead of him.

At this time, in the editor's office of the newspaper, Wei Yuanxing and Director Cao, who hurried over, were sitting on two single sofas.

The two seemed to have been chatting for a long time, and the lights in the editor's room were already on.

After pondering for a moment, Wei Yuanxing blew out a string of cigarette smoke: This matter cannot be done with ordinary advertising.

Director Cao nodded. He had the same idea: We at Pujiang Daily Chemical are old customers of your newspaper. You should pay more attention this time.

Don't worry, Wei Yuanxing had already thought about it: As soon as I get to work tomorrow morning, I will personally organize people from the advertising department to come over for a meeting, and I will definitely help you think about an advertisement.

You have to be quick, Director Cao reminded: I estimate that all the soap in the city will be dumped recently.

Don't worry, Wei Yuanxing said very diplomatically, I have a sense of discretion.

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Chief Editor Jiang, Editor Jiang, Jiang Hai, Jiang Shan...

There was a knock on the door in the courtyard, and Yuan Jiefang rushed over after getting off work.

Here, Uncle Jiefang, Jiang Shan opened the door: Look back.

The chubby Yuan Jiefang turned around and said, Hey, why did you move there?

The walls are being painted at home, and the parents are taking their children to move to my eldest brother's place.

I thought you were all out.

While talking, Yuan Jiefang had already walked into the house: The area of ​​this house looks quite big, it must be 20 square meters, right?

18 square meters, Jiang Shan handed the other party a glass of water: Why are you here again? Last time, I gave you such a big bucket of pearl cream. My mother almost took it to the street to sell it.

Jiangshan, I'm here to see you for business today.

Looking at Yuan Jiefang's serious expression, Jiang Shan also picked up the water glass: What's wrong? Isn't the shampoo selling well?

It has nothing to do with it. Just take a closer look at this, Yuan Jiefang said, opening a small cardboard box.

Jiang Shan stretched his head and looked at it: Soap.

Different from the ordinary soaps you usually see, the small box is full of colorful translucent soaps.

Four colors: red, orange, purple, and milky white.

Jiang Shan picked up a piece and smelled it: Medicated soap?

Yes, Yuan Jiefang also picked up a piece and introduced, They are all medicated soaps.

What effect does it have?

It is different from ordinary medicated soap. Yuan Jiefang explained: The content is low, so the price is cheap.

How much?

Twenty-five cents, Yuan Jiefang thought for a while and quickly added: Two cents is fine, and it doesn't matter if you lose money.

Jiang Shan finally figured it out: Are you in a hurry to sell?

Yuan Jiefang nodded vigorously: The kind that are very anxious. There are more than 200,000 yuan in the factory for such soap.

So many, Jiang Shan was surprised.

It has been under pressure for many years, Yuan Jiefang sighed: Someone from the Municipal Industry and Commerce Bureau said that all 27 soap factories in the city have to ship goods quickly. It is estimated that it will not be easy for us to sell at a loss.

6. In the 1970s, many leaders' favorite scenes were the heated big competitions and big competitions in rural factories.

Technology competition, production competition...anyway, everything has to be competed.

As a result, beautiful virtual economic data has been created.

We must not do business at a loss. Upon hearing that there were so many soaps to be shipped in the city, Jiang Shan immediately said: Uncle Jiefang, don't worry, I will find a way.

What else can I think of? Yuan Jiefang now only believes in one method: I came to you, didn't I just ask your newspaper to advertise.

Uncle Jiefang has made great progress, Jiang Shan still hasn't forgotten his original thoughts: That's not what you thought.

It's not that I have grown up, but that I have a longer memory.

Haha, Jiang Shan smiled and refilled his glass of water: Advertising is for sure, but you also said that there are so many soap factories in the city, I guess...

What do you mean? Yuan Jiefang suddenly changed his expression: They will all advertise.

Even without advertising, you just said it yourself, Jiang Shan helpfully analyzed: Once he sells at a loss, your factory will be in trouble.

After all, it’s not the time yet for bad debts to become popular.

Anyway, my uncle will leave this matter to you, Yuan Jiefang put the soap on the ground: Our factory director Hong also said that your newspaper office will come up with the idea, and our factory will only be responsible for paying for it.

Jiang Shan's eyes lit up, he hadn't heard this for a long time.

He immediately said: Leave it to me, what else do you have to worry about?

When Yuan Jiefang got up and went out, Jiang He came back pushing a bicycle.

Jiang He said little, and the two parties took the initiative to say hello and then separated.

Then he asked lightly: Did you send the cream again?

Jiang Shan bent down and picked up a piece of orange soap and looked at it: The soap is here.

Then the two brothers went to wash their hands in the small kitchen.

How do you feel? Jiang Shan asked.

Jiang He tried his best to wipe the soap: There doesn't seem to be any strange smell.

It's true, Jiang Shan also felt it: Although it's not soap, it doesn't have the weird smell of ordinary soap.

Yuan Jiefang and his colleagues are from the daily chemical factory?

Well, it's said to be more than 200,000 yuan.

So much? How long will it take to wash it?

I didn't let you wash alone.

Looking at the soap soaked in the enamel basin, it gradually became translucent.

Jiang Shan suddenly had a flash of inspiration: I know what to do.

Jiang He's first reaction was that the third child would have to stay up late again tonight!

Let's go, Jiang Shan quickly packed up: Call Jiang Chuan, let's go out and fill our stomachs first.

The night became darker and windier, and as it approached midnight, a drizzle began to fall outside the house.

It wasn't until this moment that Jiang Shan stood up and twisted his waist.

The window of a house on the left was suddenly pushed open. Li Ruocheng waved to him and said, Go to bed quickly!

Jiang Shan smiled and put his hands together as a trumpet and said, You still talk about me.

I'm going to sleep now.

same.

After a few minutes, the windows on both sides were darkened.

The rain continued unabated all night, and as dawn approached, the wind and rain became even heavier.

In a daze, Jiang Shan suddenly heard his younger sister Jiang Chuan shouting outside the house: Ruhua, why are you sitting here? When did you come...

Jiangshan and Jianghe opened their eyes at the same time.

There was a lot of furniture piled up in the room, and the brothers' two small beds had to be pushed together.

Second brother, Jiang Shan put his hand on his forehead and asked in a daze, Is that the sound of a knife handle outside?

I'll go out and take a look. Jiang He lifted the quilt and got out of bed.

At this time, Jiang Shan, who still didn't want to open his eyes, turned over and prepared to continue sleeping.

After a while, he felt someone patting him on the back.

Third brother, wake up quickly.

What's wrong? Jiang Shan rubbed his face and tried to open his eyes.

Yesterday, Xiaochuan's classmate's father passed away, Jiang He said quickly.

What? Why did you leave just like that?

This time, Jiang Shan was completely awake.

He remembered that the little girl had a father who loved her very much.

She said she had a heart attack after having a fight with her mother!

Let me go, that one in her family seems to be the stepmother, right? Jiang Chuan had mentioned it to his family before.

Although I didn’t elaborate on it at the time, that’s what the muttering probably meant.

I didn't ask for more details, Jiang He said while changing clothes: Xiao Chuan wants to go back with her, I'm not worried.

I'll go too, Jiang Shan said even faster.

In just a few minutes, both brothers walked into Jiang Chuan's room.

At this moment, Ru picturesque had already changed into Jiangchuan's dry clothes.

But her long black hair was still wet and stuck to her shoulders.

Holding his legs with both hands, he sat huddled on a small stool.

The ends of his eyes were red, and from time to time there would be two lines of tears, silently sliding down his pale cheeks.

The little girl in Jiangshan's eyes at this moment was like a wet kitten.

Still miserable and no one wants it!

Don't be afraid, Ruhua, Jiang Chuan stood in the middle of the room with his hands on his hips menacingly: I will scold you for you in a moment. What kind of world is it now? I can't spare her.

Ying Ruhua didn't react at all, and the little girl shrank herself even more.

The chubby little face has obviously lost weight.

His chin hit his knees, and his little head gradually drooped.

Bang, a tear fell to the ground.

Ruhua, you must be strong, you... wu wu wu, Jiang Chuan said, and he began to cry.

Jiang He hugged his little sister and said, Don't cry about the knife handle. If you want to scold me, my second brother will go with you.

At this moment, Jiang Shan also squatted down, and he softly called out: Ruhua,

After a while, the little girl slowly raised her head, a teardrop hanging on her long eyelashes: Huh?

Looking at Ying Ruhua's big moist eyes.

Jiang Shan's heart was tugged.

With Jiang Chuan here, Jiang Shan said slowly, You don't have to be afraid of anything!

Yeah, the little girl responded softly: I'm not afraid, I just... miss my father.