Siheyuan: Gold medal reporter, exposing scandals about animals

After a while, Sima Yi came with the secretary.

"Editor-in-chief, are you looking for me?"

As soon as Hu Jin saw Sima Yi, he showed a warm smile: "Ah, please take a seat." "

Saying that, Hu Jin asked Sima Yi to sit down on the sofa, and personally made tea for Sima Yi.

Such treatment made Sima Yi raise his eyebrows.

Good guy, it seems that it was Yi Zhonghai who exposed Yi Zhonghai this time and broke his shoes and made the newspaper sell well.

Otherwise, Hu Jin, an editor-in-chief, would waste his own time making tea for a young reporter?

Sure enough, I only heard Hu Jin say: "Sima Yi, you have made a great contribution this time!" "

"Do you know how many copies of our newspaper we've sold?"

Sima Yi said while drinking tea: "200,000 servings? "

Hu Jin stretched out five fingers and smiled happily: "Haha, you guessed wrong!" "

"It's half a million copies!"

Sima Yi's eyes widened, this time he was really shocked.

Good guys, that's half a million copies?

It's also horrible.

You know, before he wrote it, the sales volume of the first issue of the Sijiucheng Daily was less than 100,000 copies.

This has skyrocketed more than five times, which is indeed quite terrifying.

As a result, Sima Yi has a new understanding of the desire of people in this era to eat melons.

It seems that no matter what era it is, there are still many people who like to eat melons and watch gossip.

People in this era look at each one of them living in a tight bank.

But if there is really any news that interests them, they will grit their teeth and still pay for it.

Over there, Hu Jin was still rubbing his hands and said to himself: "This is still the statistics as of three o'clock in the afternoon." "

"The actual sales volume is definitely only a little more."

"Alas, it's also that the capacity of the printing plant is not enough, otherwise, I would have received more than half a million statistics now."

"They can't be blamed for that, though, who knew that this issue of the newspaper would sell so horribly."

"For this, it seems that two pieces of equipment have burned out in the printing machine."

When Sima Yi heard this, he was also filled with emotion in his heart.

No wonder Hu Jin personally made him tea this time.

Now he, as a reporter, is simply the god of wealth of the newspaper.

However, Hu Jin's reward for Sima Yi is of course not just as simple as making him tea with his own hands.

11 After sighing for a while, Hu Jin's face turned pale: "Sima Yi, you have made such a great contribution to the newspaper, you should naturally be praised." "

"So I decided, take your level up by three levels!"

"I hope you keep up the good work!"

Without waiting for Sima Yi to reply, he turned around to the desk again and took out a watch ticket from the drawer.

"You are now the backbone reporter of our newspaper, and you can't do without a watch."

"You know, this watch is also a status symbol."

"In the future, when I go out for interviews, I will have to let people see them, and my reporter from Sijiucheng Daily has a card."

Sima Yi took the watch ticket: "Thank you, editor-in-chief!" "

Then, Hu Jin looked at him with great interest: "Sima Yi, Yi Zhonghai, this unlucky guy has been fried by you again." "

"I guess I won't be able to get down for a while."

"And it's likely to last longer than the last time."

"Do you have any thoughts on what's next?"

Sima Yi smiled and said, "I have already made a bamboo in my chest. "

Hu Jin rubbed his hands a little excitedly: "Then I'll wait for your good news." "

When I walked out of the editor-in-chief's office, it was past the end of work.

The reporters in the newspaper office have long since gone home.

Sima Yi packed up his things and left the newspaper office.

However, instead of going home, he went to a state-run store not far from the newspaper office.

Editor-in-chief Hu Jin gave him a watch ticket, plus the radio ticket he gave last time.

These three turns sounded, and he already had two.

He thought that it would be better to choose a day than to hit the sun, so he simply brought these two things home today.

Anyway, this ticket is there, and the money is just a number to him.

After all, who can have more money than him in the courtyard now.

Sima Yi walked on the road for about a quarter of an hour before coming to the department store.

This is the bustling area of Sijiu City, and it is just in time for commuting.

Outside the store, it was bustling with people, so it was not lively.

In his previous life, Sima Yi thought that the shops in this era, like other units, were all from nine to five at night, and he would get off work at the end of the day.

But after crossing over, I found that it was not like that.

According to the memories of the predecessor, when the founding of the People's Republic of China was first founded, the store was indeed closed at five or five o'clock in the evening.

But soon, some people reported that it was inconvenient to shop after work.

As a result, at the end of 1955, Wangfujing Department Store took the lead in extending its business hours.

It was extended to half past nine in the evening.

Then, other stores followed suit.

By the end of March 1956, 107 shops in the city had extended their business hours.

On average, each family extended by nearly two hours, and the maximum was more than five hours.

And now it's been many years since five or six years.

Most of the shops in Sijiucheng have extended their opening hours.

In this way, although the salesperson is allowed to leave work at night, it makes the masses feel convenient.

For example, if it weren't for the extended opening hours of the store, he would have had to wait until Sunday or when he was free to go out for interviews.

I entered the door of the store and came inside.

Sima Yi found that the people inside were no less than those outside.

At this time, it is just in time for the commute to work, and many people take advantage of the time to go shopping.

However, Sima Yi did not stay here for long, but continued to walk inside.

After a while, he came to the counter that sold radios.

There are far fewer people here than outside.

Or rather, there are almost no customers here.

After all, if you want to buy a radio in this era, you must not only have a ticket, but also a large amount of money.

Whether it is money or tickets, it is difficult for ordinary people to get them.

With so few customers, the salespeople here are idle.

It is also because the things they sell are not affordable for ordinary people, and they are usually above the top.

Well, to put it mildly, it's a dog's eyes that look down on people.

It's not that Sima Yi has any prejudice against them, but he was told to him by a huge sign on the counter that reads "No beating customers."

Moreover, when Sima Yi came to the counter, the salesman had no intention of receiving him at all.

It wasn't until she saw that Sima Yi had been looking at the radio on the counter that she walked over unhurriedly.

"What? Buying a radio? "

The salesperson's attitude was very blunt, and there was a contempt on his face that could not be concealed.

Sima Yi glanced at her and said lightly: "I want to buy a Red Star brand radio." "

The salesman still had a contemptuous expression on his face: "Do you have a ticket?" "

Sima Yi didn't speak, but reached out and slapped the radio ticket that Hu Jin gave him on the counter.

As soon as he saw the radio ticket, the salesman instantly put away his contempt, and his tone eased a lot.

"Which model do you want?"

Sima Yi glanced at the radio on the counter, and he felt dazzled.

He himself didn't know about the radio models of this era, and his predecessor knew all day about dead reading, and he didn't know much about this.

So, he simply waved his hand: "Take the most expensive one and give it to me!" "

The salesperson was stunned when she heard this, she saw that Sima Yi was dressed like an ordinary young man.

Except for being handsome, there is nothing special about it.

It doesn't look like he can take out more than a hundred yuan in one go without feeling distressed.

But looking at the radio ticket on the counter, she still resisted the doubts in her heart and brought the most expensive radio.

"This is a Red Star..."

Sima Yi interrupted her introduction: "Say, how much does this cost?" "

"One hundred and twenty." (If you read a violent novel, go to Feilu Novel Network!) ）

Sima Yi nodded: "Okay, it's not too expensive." "

The salesman suddenly showed a look of hell.

What's the matter, one hundred and twenty dollars is not too expensive?

Is this young man really rich, or is he deliberately pretending?

But soon, she knew the answer. []

I saw Sima Yi take out twelve big black tens from his pocket and handed them to her: "Take it." "

The salesperson was stunned and answered, and collected the money and tickets.

Then he handed the packaged radio to Sima Yi.

Sima Yi got the radio and left without looking back.

The salesman looked at his back in a daze, and it wasn't until he was far away that he realized that he had forgotten to ask the other party what was the reason.

She stamped her foot in chagrin, feeling that she might well have missed out on a beautiful marriage.

Sima Yi carried the radio and wandered to the counter selling watches.

Here, too, he was scorned at first by the watch salesman.

But when he took out the watch ticket, the salesman here also changed his face in seconds.

After paying a hundred yuan, he had an extra Shanghai brand watch on his wrist.

Carrying a radio and a watch, Sima Yi staggered towards the outside of the store.

Along the way, many people noticed the watch on Sima Yi's wrist and the radio he was carrying.

In this era, it is not easy to make up three turns and one ring.

And Sima Yi got it done at once, and immediately became the focus of attention.

In addition, he is young and handsome, and his aunt who has already done good things has found him.

"Oh, boy, buy a radio. Tsk, your watch is not bad! "

"Young man, I think you're a good person, which unit are you from?"

"Hey! Auntie, I don't mean anything else, isn't it boring, chatting with you. By the way, do you have a partner? "

In an instant, three or four aunts found Sima Yi.

Sima Yi couldn't help but sigh that the attraction of three turns and one sound in the past few years is really not ordinary.

After showing a hint of embarrassment and politeness, Sima Yi politely declined a few aunts and quickly left here.

Yi Zhonghai and Qin Huairu finally ended the day's march.

When Director Wang commanded the officials of the street office to pull them back to the gate of the courtyard, the two were no longer human.

And unlike the day before, there was still a little blood on the two of them.

This is enough to show that the tragedy of today's street parade is not at all comparable to that of the day before.

When Director Wang walked away with his subordinates, a resident took a rubber tube and sprayed at the two of them.

He arranged it in the bangs, and he had been here for a long time, just waiting for the two of them to come back and rinse them off.

Otherwise, if the two of them returned to the courtyard with filth covered in filth like they did last time, they would be sick to death just by looking at it.

After the filth on the surface of the two was washed away, they walked into the courtyard trembling.

As soon as I entered the courtyard gate, I heard someone in the courtyard shouting, "Hey! They're back! "

Just listen to the hula, and quite a few people appear around them.

It's just that the two of them are too smelly, and they both cover their noses and are some distance away from the two.

Looking at the gloating expressions on their faces one by one, Yi Zhonghai's heart sank.

He knew that these people were waiting in the courtyard on purpose.

Wait for him to come back, make fun of him, taunt him, watch his jokes.

It can be said that how respected he was when he was an uncle, and how much he is spurned now.

Especially when he saw He Yuzhu among these people, and He Yuzhu's eyes were full of hatred and happiness when he looked at him, Yi Zhonghai's heart was even more twisted.

Do the pensioners who have been trained by themselves for many years just want to leave themselves?

And He Yuzhu hurriedly walked to Qin Huairu's side and supported her after looking at Yi Zhonghai twice.

"Sister Qin, why do you look weak, where are you hurt, does it matter?"

"Hey! Those people in the street office know how to parade the streets, and they don't know how to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade, take care of you, a weak woman. "

"It's so bad!"

Everyone looked at He Yuzhu's licking dog look, and they couldn't help but look sideways.

Good guy, this stupid pillar is really licking, the kind that doesn't hide it.

Let's not talk about Qin Huairu's reputation, let's just say that Qin Huairu's body still exudes a stench like fermented Xiang, He Yuzhu didn't even cover his nose, and looked at Qin Huairu as usual.

You must know that as a cook, He Yuzhu's nose is very sensitive.

What kind of power could make He Yuzhu ignore the stench on Qin Huairu's body.

Everyone was puzzled.

He Yuzhu helped Qin Huairu back to the house.

Looking at the backs of the two, Yi Zhonghai looked gloomy.

Because of a woman 513, the old man he chose turned against him, and I am afraid that the entire Sijiu City will be his example.

At this time, Liu Haizhong took a newspaper and appeared in the style of a big leader.

Although he struggled to control his expression and make himself look like a serious big leader.

But the smile on his face that couldn't be hidden betrayed his thoughts.

He had been suppressed by Yi Zhonghai for so long before, and now he finally waited for the day when Yi Zhonghai fell, so he couldn't seize every opportunity to ridicule Yi Zhonghai.

"Oh, Lao Yi! You're back. "

"Do you know that you are now a celebrity in Sijiu City!"

"Let me tell you, now as long as you leave this courtyard gate, to any corner of Sijiu City, someone will be able to recognize you!"

Bangs had an exaggerated expression, but Yi Zhonghai just looked at him coldly.

Seeing this, Liu Haizhong said again: "What's the matter? Don't believe me? "

"Come on, come on, see who the picture in this newspaper is."

"Hey, you should recognize it!"

As he spoke, Liu Haizhong specially put the photo on the front page in front of Yi Zhonghai.

Yi Zhonghai once again saw the photo that made his mind explode.

Director Wang showed him once at noon, and almost didn't let him squirt out a mouthful of old blood.

Now the bangs showed him again, which was tantamount to rubbing salt on his wounds.

Yi Zhonghai finally couldn't hold back, he glared at his bangs and said, "Bangs!" Don't go too far! "

"Leave a line for all people!"

"Aren't you afraid of being damned by heaven if you do this?!"

There was a funny look on his bangs.

He didn't answer Yi Zhonghai directly, but said to the surrounding onlookers: "Everyone saw it, right?" "

"Yi Zhonghai is now stunned."

"I'm just going to show him today's newspaper and that's it."

"Tsk, where is the old man who was full of benevolence and morality and boasted of being broad-minded?"

"How did you become such a chick belly?!"

"A neighbor of mine saw him parade through the streets and kindly read him the newspaper, and he reacted like this."

"Then if I do something that doesn't go his way, he won't hack me to death!"

Yi Zhonghai stared at his bangs with red eyes, and couldn't help shouting, "I want to hack you to death now!" "

Liu Haizhong pointed at Yi Zhonghai and said to everyone: "Everyone has seen it, right?" It's not my bangs talking nonsense. "

Many residents nodded in agreement.

"The second master is reasonable, Yi Zhonghai is indeed stunned."

"That's right, they're all neighbors in the same yard, why do they shout and kill at every turn."

Xu Damao even coaxed: "Didn't he say before that neighbors should not be so careful." "

"Why is the ideological consciousness so low now!"

Liu Haizhong spread out the newspaper and glanced at Yi Zhonghai sinisterly.

"Lao Yi, given your current state."

"As the second uncle, I feel the need to educate you ideologically."

"Well, I think the article written by Sima Yi is very educational, let me read it to you."