The concept of new media was put forward in the 60s of the 20th century, and with the first special line connected to the international network in 1994, the concept of new media began to become a topic that Chinese people continue to ask.

Mao Zhicheng also seems to be involved in new media: "Do you mean TV, this is called new media?" ”

"Yes, but not only TVs, but also computers, and even mobile phones can become new media in the future!" Chen Daojun said with certainty.

"With the rise and prosperity of new media, people's reading habits have also undergone great changes, people's reading tends to be more fragmented, and the way of obtaining information has changed from traditional media to new media, which is a fact and a future trend."

Chen Daojun described to Mao Zhicheng the scenes that may happen in ten or twenty years, and when they heard Chen Daojun mention that in the near future, a mobile phone can achieve hundreds of functions such as surfing the Internet, watching movies, and taking pictures, and the two Mao Xianmin sisters were fascinated.

Because Chen Daojun is not talking nonsense, he lists the development of semiconductors and chips one by one, and according to this trend, it seems that what he depicts is likely to become a reality.

Mao Zhicheng heard novel words coming out of Chen Daojun's mouth casually, as if opening the door to a new world for him.

Combined with some previous observations, Mao Zhicheng is sure that Chen Yangzhe will vigorously support him to start a business since he was a child because Daojun is strong enough.

He suddenly thought that Chen Daojun hadn't said how the newspaper would develop in the future, so he picked up chopsticks and sandwiched a piece of ginseng chicken leg for Daojun: "Then what should I do?" ”

Mao Xianmin quietly got up and went to the kitchen to scoop a bowl of chicken soup and gently placed it next to Daojun.

Chen Daojun glanced at a bowl of soup, there were two ginseng floating on it, and it was obvious that the two old ginseng in the stewed soup were picked up by this girl and given to him.

It's too much to make up, I can't stand it!

Chen Daojun complained in his heart, and replied with a smile: "Actually, it's not difficult, as a newspaper, you have to consider your own future development, what I said before is a bit far, now you only need to start two aspects." ”

Mao Zhicheng sat up straight, his eyes full of anticipation.

"First, improve the quality of existing services. The decline of paper media in the future is an indisputable fact, and what newspapers can do is only to delay the decline of newspapers, and improve the quality of newspapers as the key, such as obtaining more valuable information, as well as the page layout optimization and distribution speed you just mentioned, and of course, you can also increase the classification of newspapers and periodicals, such as entertainment, world, travel, and movies, which can be used as branches to improve coverage. ”

"Yes, I've been thinking about it recently, I'll let the marketing department do a good job of research, but what about the second?"

"Second, build your own new media platform. Since we know that the wave of the self-media era is coming, if you can't beat it, you must join it, the newspaper must have its own self-media platform, starting with TV, you can consider acquiring some private TV stations, build your own programs, and then find a way to smoothly transfer old customers to your new media platform, while attracting more high-quality users. ”

"That's great!" Mao Zhicheng was completely convinced, and he realized that his age was really useless in front of talent.

Regarding the specific details, Mao Zhicheng pulled Chen Daojun and chatted for a while.

After that, in addition to foreign investment projects, Chen Daojun briefly introduced his industry in the cold country.

When he finally left, Mao Zhicheng took out three white red envelopes.

This is the custom of the Han country, which is different from the Chinese preference for red.

The people of the Han country stubbornly believe that white symbolizes cleanliness and clarity.

Therefore, the New Year's red envelopes are all white.

Mao Zhicheng pinched the special red envelope with Chen Daojun's name written on it: "Since I called this uncle, then I will lick my face and be an elder, this red envelope is not only for you New Year's money, but also on behalf of my family's gratitude." ”

"Take it!" The Mao Xianmin sisters said in unison, it seems that they have discussed it before.

Everyone has said that this is the part, Chen Daojun is not a hypocritical person, and he took the red envelope generously.

"Xianmin, you send Daojun, and the New Year's money will be demolished again!" Mao Zhicheng stroked his palms and smiled, and carefully advised.

"Okay!" Mao Xianmin opened the door and walked to the door first.

Mao Xianna looked at her sister and Chen Daojun who were standing at the door waving, and she was very CP.

Oba is really handsome, this is the Nth time she has come up with this idea today.

Walk on the quiet streets.

All the recent plans were all expected by himself, and Chen Daojun felt very relaxed.

Although he didn't drink, he was accompanied by beautiful women, and everyone was drunk if he didn't get drunk, and he walked more and more slowly step by step like stepping on cotton.

Mao Xianmin was silent all the way, suddenly stopped at the intersection of the extension of the community, turned around, and Chen Daojun, who was behind him, was not guarded for a moment, and the two collided.

Chen Daojun held Mao Xianmin's shoulder, and the latter plucked up the courage to ask, "Oba, I've always wanted to ask you a question!" ”

She had been wondering about this question for too long, and she had to find an opportunity to ask it clearly.

Chen Daojun looked at her who was as gentle as water, and nodded: "I know everything." ”

"You've helped me too much, why?" Mao Xianmin chuckled: "For a behemoth like Shunyang Group, Xiancheng Daily is just shrimp, and it's not worth your effort at all!" ”

"Because we're classmates and good friends..... Well, you know you don't believe it! ”

Chen Daojun shrugged his shoulders: "I am the major shareholder of Xiancheng Daily, and I don't want to see the company suffer other twists and turns." ”

"No, even if Oba is the majority shareholder, in that case, you could have left nothing behind, let my father go to jail, and then use the status of the majority shareholder to completely take Xiancheng Daily for yourself, but you didn't do that!"

Although he has not been managing the company for a long time, Mao Xianmin knows many cases of founders being kicked out.

Helping his father get out of trouble is actually not conducive to a chaebol member like Chen Daojun to maximize profits.

"So I couldn't figure it out, but that didn't stop me from being grateful, and I almost thought my father was ...... at the time."

Mao Xianmin choked up a little, but quickly controlled his emotions, the old is coming, you can't cry, otherwise everything will be unfavorable in the coming year.

Chen Daojun looked at Mao Xianmin, his heart was mixed, and he returned from rebirth, and now Mao Xianmin is a little less aggressive and a little more innocent.

Is it because she has changed her, or has her experience changed.

His mind was a little confused.

"I'm sorry, me, I was a little scared just remembering it."

Mao Xianmin looked a little embarrassed with tears in the corners of his eyes, but it added a bit of charm.

"Okay, it's going to be okay in the future." Chen Daojun sighed and wanted to take out a tissue from his pocket to help her wipe her eyes,

Mao Xianmin has always had a very ashamed voice in his heart reminding himself.

If it's not for the money, it's not for the company, then Oba can only do it for the .............

In the most difficult days, Oba has always been by his side, and has never stopped sheltering himself from the wind and rain when he needs the most care and comfort.

Thinking of this, she plucked up the courage to stand on her heels, twisted her hands over Chen Daojun's face, put her cherry lips to Chen Daojun's mouth, and went up!

The fragrant breath hit the tip of Chen Daojun's nose and flashed.

Looking at the stunned Chen Daojun, although Mao Xianmin's face was blushing, he returned to his former playfulness: "Brother Daojun, this is my first kiss, and it is also a New Year's gift!" ”