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Cai Wensheng opened his mouth to say something more, but after a few breaths it turned into a sigh.

As his immediate boss, Jiang Hai is a few years younger than him.

However, under his organizational work, the Oriental Metropolis Newspaper was not only successfully launched, but also operated smoothly.

Cai Wensheng knew in his heart that Editor-in-Chief Jiang was also the editor-in-chief of the supplement department, but he had never interfered with his editor-in-chief work because of this.

Not only that, when you make some new suggestions, or when you need to pursue funding for certain news.

Jiang Hai has always been supportive.

This trust was a privilege that Cai Wensheng had never had before in the cultural units he worked for.

It is undeniable that Cai Wensheng is really at home at Oriental Metropolis Daily.

The newspaper can have a young and promising editor-in-chief, so it dares to implement many innovations.

However, precisely because of his youth, Cai Wensheng felt that he should remind the other party at the appropriate moment.

However, many times, it is better for him to experience it once if you advise him ten thousand times.

Okay, Cai Wensheng, who decided not to persist, said stiffly: Since the editor-in-chief has made the decision, let's do what you want.

Jiang Hai nodded and reached out to collect the letters from readers on the table: Hold on for four more days, and you will decide the rest of the content.

Cai Wensheng smiled bitterly and shook his head: Anyway, if there are similar letters these days, I will send them to the editor-in-chief's office.

Bring them all, Jiang Hai knew this all too well: No matter what kind of exercises we publish, it is impossible to satisfy every reader.

So Pujiang Daily is very clever. It is impartial in every subject and every question.

Look, you can see from this that our newspaper is different from them.

After a few seconds of silence, both of them laughed.

Outside the window, there was already a slight drizzle.

The sound of raindrops made them both look over at the same time.

Life flies by so fast, Cai Wensheng stood in front of the window and sighed: Unknowingly, our city newspaper has been running for five months.

That's true, Jiang Hai stretched out his hand and caught a few raindrops:

Comrades, thanks to your hard work, our newspaper will finally have a profit starting from this month.

Has the hole been patched up?

It will be made up until next month, Jiang Hai turned to look at Cai Wensheng and said with a smile, I should be able to give more bonuses to my comrades.

Beginning in the second half of 1979, the reform method of enterprise-oriented news institutions has begun to bear fruit.

In the next few years, the country will enter a stage of rapid development of print media.

How exaggeratedly fast?

According to statistics, during the period from 1980 to 1985.

There will be a publication rate of one publication per day across the country, including cultural propaganda units, factories, and schools in various provinces and cities.

As small as the townships, village committees and brigades... Anyway, there is only what you can't think of, and it can't be done without it.

In Pujiang City these days, drizzle falls every night.

In this way, you can also add a bit of coolness to the hot air.

Li Ruocheng reached out and took off his glasses, pinched the bridge of his nose and looked out the window.

Behind the two lighted windows, there are still young people like him who stay up late reading at night.

Use an excessive amount of iron and dilute nitric acid. After the reaction is completed, the solution will appear... Jiang Chuan was lying on the bed, holding a stack of newspaper clippings and mumbling.

Acidic?

By the way, Jiang Chuan nodded and continued to ask, What about the valence of iron ions?

Sitting at the desk, Ying Ruhua looked at the ceiling and thought hard: ...huh?

Why did you forget it when it's so simple? Jiang Chuan criticized seriously: Brother, I told you before. Let's memorize all these chemistry questions.

There are too many, I've forgotten them all, Ying Ruhua turned around and quickly picked up the notebook: Don't worry, I won't sleep if you don't memorize it tonight.

Okay, I'll accompany you. Jiang Chuan immediately sat up straighter, with fierce eyes: I won't sleep until I finish reciting.

The voices of the two girls floated out of the window.

Li Ruocheng and Jiang He showed a smile at the same time.

The days approaching the college entrance examination are numbered, and these two little girls finally look like college entrance examination students.

The night gets deeper and the rain becomes heavier.

Throughout Pujiang City, in every household with lights on, there is a candidate of different ages who is working hard for the college entrance examination in three days.

On July 5th, Jiangshan, who was far away in Yanjing, went out early with his bag on his back.

Compared with Pujiang after a night of wind and rain, the air in Yanjing seemed to have been drained of the last trace of water vapor.

At this point, the sun has not had time to exert more force.

The traffic at the Xidan intersection has become jammed during the morning rush hour. The sound of the car bells makes Jiang Shan feel uneasy.

Looking from a distance, it was obvious that there were more people than cars.

The bus Jiang Shan was riding was blocked at the intersection by more than a dozen bicycles.

The female conductor stuck her head out of the window, banged it with a small piece of wood and shouted.

When the bus passed Tiananmen again, Jiang Shan found that there were obviously many more tourists than last year.

After finally squeezing out of the car, Jiang Shan strode along the sidewalk with his back already soaked.

The air under the influence of physics immediately started to flow in the fat pants, and the thin underwear suddenly became much more elegant.

In front of the publicity board on the street, a few people gathered around. Jiang Shan went over to look at it for a while.

Basically, they are reports and pictures of self-defense counterattacks.

He raised his camera without hesitation and took a few pictures.

After a few more steps, the front building finally came into view.

At the southwest corner, under a newly built pergola.

The four-character signboard Youth Tea House with black characters on a white background is particularly eye-catching.

Two square wooden tables put together were filled with large porcelain bowls with blue rims.

Three young men wearing white shirts with small lapels, each holding a large aluminum spoon.

While scooping tea and adding water, he shouted loudly:

Big bowl of tea, big bowl of tea, two bowls of tea.

It's both thirst quenching and refreshing...

Hey, the guy who took the photo, would you like to try a bowl?

With a click, Jiang Shan pressed the shutter again towards the young man selling tea: Okay, here's a bowl to try.

Then he placed two cents on the square table.

He picked up one of the large porcelain bowls and drank half of it.

The slightly bitter herbal tea passes through the throat and reaches the viscera temple.

Suddenly, my heart calmed down a bit.

Looks like I'm really thirsty, said the young man selling a big bowl of tea, smiling happily.

Jiang Shan, who was holding the porcelain bowl, had no intention of being idle: Don't tell me, if you set up a tea stall in this place where people come and go, the business will be guaranteed.

That's it, the young man added another half spoonful of tea to Jiang Shan: In the first few days of opening, we can earn more than 60 yuan every day.

More than 60 yuan? Jiang Shan didn't feel anything at all.

It's amazing, the young man said proudly, More than 3,000 bowls, even water can't boil them.

After such a conversion, Jiang Shan suddenly felt: Awesome!

In June 1979, faced with the growing ranks of unemployed young people, various streets in Yanjing began to set up collective or individual production and service enterprises.

At that time, except for a few photo booths, there were no commercial service outlets around Tiananmen Square.

There were waves of domestic and foreign tourists coming and going in the square. They were thirsty and tired and couldn't even find a place to drink water.

After an unemployed young man named Yin discovered this situation, he had an idea: If a tea stall could be set up here, it would definitely become popular!

So, with 6 teapots, 100 large porcelain bowls with blue rims, two tables and a few stools... the Youth Teahouse was opened.

Not only are the teas sold frequently, but the people who come to take photos are even more frequent!

Domestic and foreign, one counts.

From this moment on, the term self-employed was finally quietly born.

My grandpa used to play here when he was little. The high front door...

According to the previously agreed time, Jiang Shan walked into the sales department of Pujiang Soda Water Factory in Beijing while humming a tune.

Not long after, Pujiang's call came.

After nearly an hour of conversation, Manager Ye reviewed the terms of the two contracts one by one with Jiang Shan on the phone.

Chief Jiang, think about it again and think about anything else that needs to be added, Manager Ye asked on the phone: If there is no problem, I will set off with this contract.

No problem, Jiang Shan reminded again: Don't forget to bring the required stamp.

Don't worry, Manager Ye said with a smile, We, Director Xu, will go to Yanjing together this time.

Oh? That would be great. After Director Xu comes, he can also have a good chat with the leaders of CCTV...

Things went smoother than expected.

It is said that because of the sales method of bottle caps with prizes, Director Xu Toyota of Pujiang Soda Water Factory was specially invited to other places and gave several report speeches.

Today, he has become an advanced enterprise leader who is at the forefront of the reform wave.

Walking out of the sales department of Pujiang Soda Drink Factory, I was attracted by the bustling crowd across the street.

I squinted my eyes and saw the sun shining with all its strength.

Jiang Shan gritted his teeth and walked to the other side of the road.

Hey, luckily I came over to take a look and found out that this is also a movie theater.

But what really made Jiangshan laugh out loud were the service stalls outside the cinema.

Colored soap, colored soap, colored soap.

Looking at the familiar picture in front of him, Jiang Shan immediately turned his attention to the ticket window of the cinema.

At this point, what is about to be played is Nezha Haohai by Meiying Studio.

Summer vacation in Yanjing is a few days later than in Pujiang.

Today is July 5th. The primary and secondary school students in Yanjing are finally looking forward to the joyful summer vacation.

There were obviously more children than adults in the cinema, and the chatter was endless like the croaking of frogs.

Even though the lights had dimmed at this time, they didn't seem to have dimmed much.

Slowly, as the big screen lit up, the noise gradually receded.

At this moment, he stared at the country in front of him without moving, and gradually started to laugh.

What is playing on the big screen is the animated advertisement I designed for colored soap.

Along with a string of music that is sometimes deep and sometimes brisk.

The soap seller on the screen is selling his colored soap in various ways.

After applying the colored soap in his hands, the originally white world immediately became colorful.

The line of people, ghosts, gods and monsters is growing continuously.

Tang Monk took the soap and wiped it, and the white cassock immediately turned bright red.

Nezha wiped it with soap, and the miniskirt immediately returned to green.

…

As the plot continued to change on the screen, the adults and children in the audience were all smiling.

After the 5-minute short film Colored Soap ended, the main film of Nezha Hao Hai officially began to be staged.

However, Jiang Shan still had an intoxicated smile on his face at this moment.

Seeing the cartoons I designed on the big screen again made me feel so excited.

It's completely different from the previous Coke commercials on TV.

After all, it comes from the creation of one stroke by one. This sense of accomplishment can really be remembered for a lifetime.

In a daze, Jiang Shan seemed to be obsessed with this feeling.

Until, Li Jing on the big screen plucked the strings: Well, the acoustics of this theater are really good.

As the crowd walked out of the cinema door, there were no dolls in cartoon costumes at the service stalls.

But the advertising posters still attracted the crowd.

Two cents for two cents,

Transparent colored soap...

His ears were filled with shouts that were almost the same as Pu Jiang's, and Jiang Shan slowly passed by the stall.

Just as he appropriated animation images from Meiying Studio to produce dolls, major soap factories in Yanjing also generously borrowed the Color Soap advertisement he designed.

The era without copyright protection is simply too fantasy.

Suddenly, Jiang Shan frowned.

If you look at it this way, the animated doll business will definitely not last long.

Well, after finishing this batch, stop immediately.

Jiang Shan silently weighed it in his mind and estimated that at this moment, the production lines of other toy factories have already begun to produce the same animated dolls.

After all, these are molded plastic toys with no technical content. As soon as the machine is turned on, the toys are brushed one after another.

All the workers need to do is pack them into boxes.

When he thought of this, Jiang Shan immediately quickened his pace and got into a post office.

He must now make a call to Jiangning Toy Factory in Su City.

Director Jiang, let me repeat it again, Jiang Shan, holding the phone, warned again:

There is no need to wait until all 500,000 toys are produced. You can sell as many as you produce now.

Don't worry, Editor Jiang, Director Jiang's voice came from the phone: It just so happens that the shopping malls we have cooperated with before are calling us to request goods.

That would be great, Jiang Shan felt a little more reassured: Your sales commission will still be as agreed before. If anything happens, we will contact you at any time.

After ending the call, Director Jiang stared at the phone for a long time.

Factory director, Accountant Chen on the side couldn't help but ask, Is this Pujiang's phone number?

Well, Director Jiang nodded: He asked us to produce and sell at the same time.

Great, Accountant Chen was eager to end the deal quickly: Let's get rid of their trouble as soon as possible so that we can do our own work. You can see how easy it is for them to make money.

become,

It seemed like he had made a lot of determination.

Director Jiang's eyes suddenly turned sharp: Fortunately, they were only willing to sign a processing contract with us, otherwise there would be no way to reject them.

This is best. As long as we don't continue to take orders, they can't do anything about it in the factory.

Okay, let's get started immediately after we finish selling their 500,000 pieces.

That's right. If you ask me to say that this second processing is redundant...

It wasn't until they saw the huge amount of RMB handed over that Director Jiang and Accountant Chen suddenly woke up.

This money should have been earned by them.

Ready-made machines and ready-made workers will produce whatever is shown in movies.

What an easy way to make money!

The more I thought about it, the more I felt that a wealthy life was just around the corner... The two looked at each other and smiled.

After making up his mind, Factory Director Jiang immediately became full of official power: Notify me, except for the workers on the production line, other people will immediately spread the net for me to sell...

On July 6, the circulation of Pujiang Daily officially exceeded the 100,000 mark.

In the afternoon, there was warm applause in the conference room of the newspaper office.

Editor-in-Chief Wei Yuanxing highly praised the newspaper's efforts in breaking through the circulation volume.

Through the letters from readers during this period, we can see, Wei Yuanxing said with a smile: Compared with the college entrance examination exercises section of Oriental Metropolis Daily, our Pujiang Daily is still very popular with the masses.

As soon as he finished speaking, a round of applause broke out.

After that, Wei Yuanxing looked at the editor-in-chief of the News Department:

The so-called news must focus on what the masses are most concerned about. Tomorrow is an important day for the national college entrance examination. Send all the reporters out and keep an eye on several examination rooms...