To put it bluntly, this kind of pre-editorial meeting in business is a briefing meeting for the manuscript, a layout coordination meeting, a reporter who is responsible for interviewing each person to publish a manuscript and report on the topic according to the plan, and the editors of each department to put forward opinions on their own pages, and so on.

Because the impact of the advancement of the market economy on the news mouthpiece units is not deep for the time being, the operating system of the newspaper is still stuck in the era of the planned economy, and although the rate of submission represents the work performance of reporters, there is no quantitative assessment, and the income is basically still a big pot of rice, so everyone's enthusiasm is not high. As a result, this kind of pre-editorial meeting is actually a waste of time and has no practical significance, at least in Guo Yang's view.

Guo Yang seemed to be listening carefully, but in fact, his mind had already flown out of the newspaper building. He sat there thinking secretly, and even wrote and drew in his notebook, listing all his advantages after being reborn - but how to use the advantages of rebirth to change the current situation of being poor and white, not to mention to complete Xue Chunlan's harsh conditions of earning one million a year, but also for the livelihood of himself and his mother.

If it weren't for the fact that she was forced to make ends meet, the mother would not have worked part-time in a social training institution. And if she hadn't been going to tutor students at night, she wouldn't have had that damn car accident that took her life prematurely.

Step by step, follow the trajectory of the previous life, there is no problem, Guo Yang will still grow into a big man in the media field. But twenty years is too long, and he obviously can't wait that long, so he can only seize the day - and the imminent thing is to make money.

In Guo Yang's heart, whether or not the Zhou family and his wife can be impressed is still secondary, the important thing is to improve their lives and change their fate.

There are many ways to make money. In this year, Mr. Ma, who had just resigned from the university, estimated that he had just ended his career of taking the train to Yiwu to wholesale small handicrafts with a sack on his back and walked in the initial stage of entrepreneurship. Another Mr. Ma should have just graduated, and Penguin was only announced to be in operation for a few months last year. No one in the world has ever realized that the above two people will rule people's lives with a certain treasure platform, Wufu hook-up and WeChat red envelopes for nearly 20 years, especially during the Spring Festival.

Countless people go to the sea to do business, countless people go abroad to make money, and the TV series "Yanjing People in New York" is still on the air...... This is a turbulent and turbulent era, Guo Yang is both a person in the game and jumped out of the chess game, standing on a high place to watch, in his eyes there are many opportunities like chickens and dogs everywhere.

But the right fit is the best. It is also unrealistic for Guo Yang to start a duck company to replace Penguin now.

How to make money, earn the first pot of gold, and open the door to the glory of life? Only when this door is opened can we enter another completely different world. Guo Yang's mind was full of this question, immersed in the collision of his own thoughts, until Sun Fatzi stood up angrily and raised his hand to start shouting, and then suddenly woke up.

Guo Yang frowned and raised his head, the first time he saw Lin Meimei's gloating little face, and the second time he saw Sun Liang's ugly face distorted by anger.

He was a little confused: "What's the matter?"

Glasses Zhang is department director, he sighed helplessly, glanced at Guo Yang, lowered his head, and said in his heart, You kid ask for more blessings. Originally, there was nothing to do, but Sun Fatzi was specifically eyeing you, and you have to find out if you have nothing to do.

Sun Liang's voice was hoarse and gloomy: "Guo Yang, did you write the commentator's article on flood control that I arranged yesterday?"

Guo Yang was stunned: "Did you arrange for me the commentator's article on flood fighting? Why don't I know?"

Sun Liang was furious, slammed the conference table, and shook the water cup in front of him: "Bastard! This is a political task, and it will be published in the newspaper tomorrow, and the Propaganda Department and the Municipal Party Committee Office are still waiting for review, how dare you ...... How dare you derelict your duties?"

Guo Yang frowned and looked at the glasses, and the glasses lowered his head. He looked at Lin Meimei again, and Lin Meimei also turned her head to hold back a smile.

Guo Yang exhausted his brains, and he couldn't remember that Sun Liang had arranged such a political task yesterday. It's a memory gap. But obviously, Sun started to make trouble with this stubble again, which is a bit menacing.

Compared with last year's major flood in the river basin, which has not occurred in a century, this year's flood disaster has shaken the whole country, although it is small in scale and has a narrow scope. At this time, the people of the southern provinces are in full swing in the flood fighting and disaster relief, and the big figures in Yanjing have rushed to various places along the river to direct the flood fight, and it is of course a major and unshirkable task of public opinion to unite the people's hearts and carry forward the spirit of flood fighting. This kind of commentator's article not only represents the position of the newspaper, but also represents the public opinion orientation of the local government to support and support the people in the disaster area in flood fighting and disaster relief when one side is in trouble.

Blindly "drumming and shouting" is definitely not good, because the Northern Morning Post is a metropolitan newspaper, not a party newspaper, and the reader's taste must also be considered. Therefore, this kind of manuscript is difficult to write, it is difficult to control the proportion, and it can be described as thankless. Therefore, no one wants to take on this kind of work.

Guo Yang finally came to his senses, it should be that no one wanted to write, Sun Liang smashed it indiscriminately at himself, maybe he was busy with other things at the time, and he didn't listen to it.

"Hang Erlangdang, loose discipline, and resist arranging work, look at you like a bear?! Our Northern Morning News doesn't raise lazy people or idlers, since you don't want to do it, then go home!" Seeing Guo Yang's stunned and innocent expression, Sun Liang was even more angry, and his words became even more ugly.

Guo Yang was also angry, if it was in the past, he could still endure it - in fact, he had been enduring it in the past, but does he still need to endure it now? After enduring this time, it will be even worse next time, when will it be a head?!

"May I ask Deputy Editor-in-Chief Sun, when did I become a child? Loose discipline? Just kidding, I have worked in the newspaper for a year, which day is not conscientious! You can go and count it, my manuscript upload rate is the highest in the entire editorial center!" Guo Yang Huo Ran got up and shot back with an indifferent expression: "The newspaper does not support lazy people and idlers?"

Guo Yang couldn't help but sneer: "There are five or six hundred people in the club, but how many are really doing business? It's these dozens of people in the conference room, right? Dozens of people work hard, get up early and stay late, and feed a bunch of people, are you embarrassed to say that there are no idlers?"

Guo Yang's words immediately resonated with the editors and reporters present.

In a local metropolitan newspaper, all kinds of relationships infiltrated all kinds of people, and the number of employees swelled day by day. However, the newspaper is still a business unit after all, and not everyone can write manuscripts, so the vast majority of people are arranged in auxiliary departments and positions. What trade union groups, what advertising department, what logistics service company, and even the so-called special planning department. There are only a few dozen people in the mainstream collection and editing center, but there are more than 100 people in a logistics service company.

The bloated organization, the overstaffed system, and the seriously overstaffed personnel were all important factors in the future when the Northern Morning Post came to an end. Later, Guo Yang took the top position, resisted the pressure and laid off seven or eight departments and dismissed redundant employees, which gradually brought the Northern Morning Post back to life.

Reporters and editors whispered.

Sun Liang didn't expect Guo Yang to dare to refute himself in front of so many people, his face turned pale, and he said like thunder: "What qualifications do you have to criticize the management of the newspaper? Since a grassroots reporter does not obey the work arrangement and confronts the leader in person, then he should be suspended from his post and transferred! I don't believe that you can't cure such a stinky problem!"

As soon as Sun Liang's sentence "suspension and transfer" came out, everyone present gasped. As the deputy editor-in-chief in charge, Sun Liang has the energy to suspend Guo Yang and transfer him from the core department of the business, in other words, as long as Guo Yang leaves the editing center and goes to those idle departments, people will be abolished.

Lin Meimei's mouth opened wide, she didn't expect things to deteriorate to this extent. The original schadenfreude wanted to see the excitement, and it instantly turned into some kind of sympathy. Guo Yang, this kid still has some talent, and he is a rare business backbone of the editing center, and it would be a pity if he was suspended. Guo Yang usually looks honest, he belongs to the type of submissive person, why did he dare to screw Sun Liang in person today?

Sun Liang has always looked at Guo Yang unpleasantly and did not let go of any opportunity to suppress him, and everyone in the editor knew about it. In fact, everyone doesn't understand why, the dignified deputy editor-in-chief can't get along with a new young reporter, it's too inexplicable - but people have to bow their heads under the eaves, they are the leaders of the newspaper and the leaders in charge, you have to accept it if you don't accept it!

"Let me tell you, as long as Lao Tzu is in charge of the deputy editor-in-chief for one day, the editorial center will not want you! Get out of here!" Sun Liang stood there slapping his neck on the table and shouted hoarsely.