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"Hehe, you want to advertise?"

Fu Dezheng looked at Jiang Xiaobai and asked with a puzzled expression.

Jiang Xiaobai's Qingjiang braised prawn shop has seen how good the business is.

Last time, a few old classmates got together and went there to eat crayfish together, but they waited in line for nearly an hour before there were empty tables.

Such a good business, Jiang Xiaobai is not satisfied, and he still wants to advertise?

Advertising, Fu De knows exactly that.

However, so far, the "Qingzhou Daily" has not advertised any unit or enterprise.

Jiang Xiaobai had a bitter face and said: "It's not you the president yet, tell Vice Mayor Zhang that you want to engage in the crayfish economy, I'm not making an advertisement, see if anyone is willing to open a crayfish shop, I will teach the technology for free!" ”

looked bitter and hateful, and that look made Fu Dezheng's heart furious.

However, when he heard that Jiang Xiaobai was actually looking for someone who was willing to open a crayfish shop and teach him the technology for free, he was secretly refreshed.

There are more people who open crayfish shops, and there are more people who catch crayfish, and the economic benefits brought by crayfish in the future are definitely very huge.

Even if "Qingzhou Daily" has not advertised anyone, Jiang Xiaobai's advertisement can still set a precedent.

However, this kid can't be allowed to succeed easily.

Otherwise, his tail wouldn't have lifted up to the sky?

"Eh, what Vice Mayor Zhang has to do with you, do you still blame me?"

Fu Dezheng pretended to be displeased and said.

Jiang Xiaobai smiled: "If you didn't have the help of the president, would Vice Mayor Zhang find me as a little person?"

I don't care, the trouble you caused, your countrymen will help me solve it. ”

Fu Dezheng was happy, this kid started to hob meat again, and said: "You are a good thing, just don't advertise, I'll write you a report and publicize it." ”

People in this era are not aware of advertising.

This is true even as the president of a newspaper.

Fu Dezheng still thinks that the news is better, it is what the newspaper is doing, and advertising is all floating clouds.

Jiang Xiaobai waved his hand decisively, "Forget it, I'll still advertise, it's simpler." ”

Fu Dezheng wondered, why does this guy reject news so much, but he never forgets such a thing as advertising?

After some tugging, in the end, Fu Dezheng couldn't resist Jiang Xiaobai, so he had to agree.

Jiang Xiaobai said: "You are at the bottom of the front page, leave me an eighth-eighth position, and write my investment advertisement, and I will give you 10 yuan." ”

Fu Dezheng was stunned, and originally thought of receiving one or two yuan casually, but he didn't expect Jiang Xiaobai to open his mouth for 10 yuan.

This is only one-eighth of the position of the layout, if a few more positions are created, then the newspaper will not charge dozens or hundreds of dollars a day?

"10 bucks?"

Fu Dezheng stared at Jiang Xiaobai, "You confirm to give 10 yuan?" ”

Jiang Xiaobai nodded and said, "Actually, your newspaper can start the advertising business, and charge some advertising fees." ”

Fu Dezheng shook his head, "Which one is as generous as your boss Jiang, who is willing to spend money on advertising." ”

In the current economic environment, the state-owned economy is the main body, and many things cannot be bought without indicators, and they belong to a seller's market, so there is no need for advertising.

Fu Dezheng continued: "Besides, the people in our newspaper are all pens, and it's okay to write news, but no one can do advertising. ”

Jiang Xiaobai smiled and said tentatively: "Or, I have been covering the advertisements of your newspaper for a long time?" ”

Fu Dezheng's eyes froze, staring at Jiang Xiaobai vigilantly, "What kind of crooked idea are you playing?" ”

Jiang Xiaobai said: "You don't know how to advertise, I will."

Your newspaper is only responsible for typesetting and distribution, and I am responsible for finding someone to advertise, and every time I make an advertisement, I give the newspaper a sum of money, and the newspaper can also generate income.

This is called each doing its best and win-win cooperation. ”

Fu Dezheng squinted his eyes, thought quickly in his mind, and after a while, said: "It's not impossible to do this, I'll think about it first, you kid is too ghostly, I'm afraid of falling for you." ”

Jiang Xiaobai's face was bitter, "Lao Fu, why do you look at me?" ”

Fu Dezheng nodded without hesitation.

Jiang Xiaobai was speechless and said, "That's it, wait until you understand it, and then hit my investment advertisement first." ”

After speaking, he also took Fu Dezheng's pen unceremoniously, drew one-eighth of the advertising layout on his notebook, and wrote the advertising content.

After finishing the matter, he took out a large unity sheet and slapped it on the table with a "snap".

"I'm stabbed in the heart by you!"

"Gone!"

Shaking his head and sighing, he walked out of Fu Dezheng's office.

Fu Dezheng picked up the big unity and flicked it with his fingers, "It's small, it can't cure you?" ”

looked at Jiang Xiaobai's back, with a cool face.

Jiang Xiaobai's investment advertisement appeared in the newspaper the next day, and one-eighth of the front page was framed with a black border, which was quite conspicuous.

The people who subscribe to Qingzhou Daily are all government units and enterprises, and few people read newspapers.

Illiteracy is one thing, and more importantly, it costs money to subscribe to newspapers.

Therefore, those who can afford newspapers in this era are either cultural people or rich people, and they are the objects that Jiang Xiaobai wants to attract investment.

Municipal Agricultural Machinery Manufacturing Plant, Director's Office.

Zhou Changsong made a jar of strong tea, sat down on a bench, and leisurely flipped through today's newspaper.

"Hey, the crayfish shop is attracting investment?"

Zhou Changsong sighed lightly, take a closer look, isn't this Jiang Xiaobai's Qingjiang oil stewed prawn shop?

That's right, the address is Qingjiang Braised Prawn Shop on Qingzhou Road.

However, the director of the city's agricultural machinery manufacturing factory had a preconceived idea, and actually ignored the word "river" in Qinghe oil stewed prawns, and directly regarded it as the word "river" in Qingjiang.

Well, it's all three points of water, and rivers and rivers also mean the same thing.

It's normal to think by inertia and see things wrong.

Zhou Changsong looked at this investment advertisement, his mind was spinning rapidly, and he soon made a decision.

He got up from his chair, dropped the newspaper in his hand, and strode out the door.

Municipal Finance Bureau, Qian Fangyi returned to the office after the meeting, picked up today's "Qingzhou Daily", and habitually glanced up and down the front page.

Suddenly, a line of words in the black box at the bottom came into view.

He quickly folded the newspaper, his deep gaze frozen.

"Qingjiang braised prawns are going to open a chain store and look for franchise partners, Jiang Xiaobai is willing to share such a profitable business?"

Qian Fangyi's eyes narrowed into a line.

His intuition told him that the business of the crayfish shop would be hot, and if he opened the store, he would definitely make money.

"Let's take a look first, if it's true, it's better to find a serious thing to do for my brother-in-law than for him to mix up for a day."

Qian Fangyi folded the newspaper, put it in his pocket, and walked out the door.

"Jingle Bell ......"

A bicycle bell rings.

Li Guangrong looked up and saw the postman Lao Chen, and said with a smile: "Lao Chen, it's early today." ”

"It's not about the same, alas, it's getting hotter."

Lao Chen parked his bicycle, took out a copy of "Qingzhou Daily" from his satchel and handed it to Li Guangrong, answered the sentence, and rode away.

Li Guangrong has the habit of ordering newspapers, and because he wants to go out of the stall, the address he left for ordering newspapers is on the stall.

He watched Lao Chen leave and opened the newspaper casually.

Again, the black box at the bottom of the first edition caught his eye.

"Jiang Xiaobai, you're really not interesting."

"Such a good thing is in the newspaper, and you don't even tell me first."

Li Guangrong's face was slightly stunned, he was also a businessman, and the investment advertisement of braised prawns in Qinghe oil made him smell money.