Cai Wensheng opened his mouth and wanted to say something more, but after a few breaths, he still turned into a sigh.

Jiang Hai, as his top boss, is a few years younger than him.

However, under his organizational work, the Oriental Metropolis Newspaper was not only able to launch smoothly, but also operated impressively.

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

Not only that, but when you come up with some new ideas yourself, or when you need to chase down funding for certain news.

Jiang Hai has always been supportive.

These trusts, in the cultural unit where Cai Wensheng served before, belong to the privilege that has never been seen before.

It is undeniable that Cai Wensheng, who can stay in Oriental Metropolis Daily, is really like a fish in water.

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

However, it is precisely because of his youth that Cai Wensheng feels that he should remind the other party at the right moment.

However, many times, if you persuade him to 10,000 words, it is better for him to experience it himself.

"Okay," Cai Wensheng, who decided not to insist anymore, said bluntly: "Since the editor-in-chief has already made a decision, then do what you want." ”

Jiang Hai nodded, stretched out his hand and gathered the letter from the reader on the table: "Hold on for another four days, and the content after that will be determined by you." ”

Cai Wensheng smiled bitterly and shook his head: "Anyway, in the past few days, as long as there are similar letters, I will send them to the editor-in-chief's office." ”

"Take them all," Jiang Hai knows too well: "No matter what kind of exercises we publish, it is impossible to satisfy every reader." ”

"So Pujiang Daily will be clever, one subject and one topic is impartial."

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

After a few seconds of silence, both laughed.

Outside the window, there was already a light rain.

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

"The days go by so fast," Cai Wensheng stood in front of the window and sighed: "Unconsciously, our Metropolis Daily has been published for 5 months." ”

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

"Comrades have worked hard, and our newspaper has finally had a surplus since this month."

"Filled?"

"Make up for it, until next month," Jiang Hai turned his face to look at Cai Wensheng and smiled: "I should be able to give more bonuses to comrades." ”

Beginning in the second half of 1979, the reform method of "taking the line of enterprise in the press sector" has yielded initial results.

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

How exaggerated is it?

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

The country will have a daily publication speed, as large as the provincial and municipal cultural propaganda units, factories, and schools.

It is as small as the township and village committee brigades...... Anyway, there is only what you can't think of, and you can't do it without it.

In Pujiang City these days, there will be a drizzle every night.

In this way, it can also add a touch 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 windows that were filled with light, there were still young people who were reading at night like him.

"With an excess of iron and dilute nitric acid, after the reaction is completed, the solution is ......" Jiang Chuan, who was lying on the bed, held a stack of newspaper clippings and read words.

"Acidic?"

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

Ying Ruhua, who was sitting at the desk, looked at the ceiling and thought, "...... Well? ”

"Why did you forget it so simple," Jiang Chuan criticized seriously: "Little brother can explain before, let's memorize all these chemistry questions." ”

"It's too much, I've got it all mixed up," Ying Ruhua turned around and quickly picked up the notebook: "Don't worry, I won't sleep if I don't memorize it tonight." ”

"Okay, I'll accompany you," Jiang Chuan immediately sat up straighter, with ruthlessness in his eyes: "Don't sleep until you finish reciting." ”

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

Li Ruocheng and Jiang He showed a smile at the corner of their mouths at the same time.

There are only a handful of days before the college entrance examination, and these two little girls finally have the appearance of college entrance examination candidates.

As the night deepened, the rain intensified.

In the whole Pujiang City, every family with lights on, there is a candidate of different ages, who is doing his best for the college entrance examination in three days.

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

Compared with the stormy Pujiang River overnight, the air in Yanjing seems to have been drained of the last trace of moisture.

At this point, the sun hasn't had time to exert too much.

The traffic at the intersection of Xidan Road has been congested in the morning rush hour, and the car bells are coming and going, which makes the country upset.

Looking at it from a distance, it is obvious that there are more people than cars.

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

The female conductor poked her head out of the window, took a small wooden block and banged and yelled.

When the bus passed by Tiananmen Square again, Jiangshan found that there were significantly more tourists at this time than last year.

Finally squeezed out of the car, the back was already soaked, and he strode on the sidewalk.

The air under the physical action immediately flowed in the fat trouser tube, and the thin panties suddenly floated a lot.

In front of the propaganda board on the side of the street, there were a few people who stopped, and Jiang Shan leaned over to look at it for a while.

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

Without hesitation, he raised his camera and snapped a few shots.

A few more steps forward, the front door building finally came into view.

In the southwest corner, under a newly built pergola.

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

Two square wooden tables put together are filled with large blue-edged porcelain bowls.

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

While scooping tea and water, shout loudly:

"Big bowl of tea, big bowl of tea, big bowl of tea in two minutes."

"Quench your thirst and refresh ......"

"Hey, that guy who took pictures, would you like to have a bowl to try?"

With a click, Jiang Shan pressed the shutter again to the guy who sold tea: "Cheng, give me a bowl to taste." ”

Then, he discharged two cents on the square table.

Picking up one of the large porcelain bowls, Goo Du Gu killed half of the bowl.

The slightly bitter herbal tea passed through the throat to the dirty temple.

Suddenly, my heart calmed down a little.

"It seems that I am really thirsty," said the young man who sold a large bowl of tea, laughing heartily.

Jiang Shan, who was holding a porcelain bowl, didn't plan to be idle: "Don't say it, if you set up a tea stall in this place where people come and go, the business designation is not bad." ”

"That's," the young man added half a spoonful of tea to Jiang Shan: "In the first few days of opening, I was able to earn more than 60 yuan every day. ”

"More than 60 bucks?" Jiang Shan didn't feel how he listened to it.

"Amazing," the young man said with a smug face: "There are more than 3,000 bowls, and the water can't be boiled." ”

After such a conversion, Jiang Shan suddenly had a feeling: "Amazing!" ”

In June 1979, in the face of the growing number of unemployed young people, various streets in Yanjing began to set up collective or individual production and service businesses.

At that time, in the vicinity of Tiananmen Square, except for a few photo booths, there was not even a commercial service outlet.

A wave of domestic and foreign tourists came and went in the square, and they were so thirsty that they couldn't even find a place to drink water.

After an unemployed young man surnamed Yin found out about this situation, he had a flash of inspiration: if you can set up a tea stall here, you will definitely be able to catch fire!

So, 6 teapots, 100 large porcelain bowls with blue edges, two tables and several stools...... "Youth Tea House" was opened.

Not only are the tea sellers diligent, but the people who come to take pictures are even more diligent!

At home and abroad, one counts as one.

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

"When my grandfather was young, he used to play here, high at the front door ......"

According to the previously agreed time, Jiangshan hummed a little song all the way and walked into the Beijing store of Pujiang Soda Factory.

It didn't take long for Pujiang's call to come.

After nearly an hour of phone calls, Manager Ye proofread two contract terms with Jiang Shan one by one on the phone.

"Section Chief Jiang, think about what else needs to be added," Manager Ye asked on the phone, "If it's no problem, I'll set off with this contract." ”

"No problem," Jiang Shan reminded again, "Don't forget to bring the stamp that should be stamped." ”

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

"Oh? That's great, after Director Xu comes, you can also have a good chat with the leaders of CCTV......"

Things went more smoothly than expected.

It is said that because of the sales method of award-winning bottle caps, Xu Toyota, the director of Pujiang Soda Factory, was specially invited to the field and gave several reports.

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

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

Squinted at the sun that was shining with all its strength.

Jiang Shan gritted his teeth and walked across the road.

Hey, luckily I came over and took a look, and it turned out that this is also a movie theater.

But what really made Jiang Shan laugh out loud were the service stalls outside the movie theater.

Colored soap, colored soap, or colored soap.

Looking at the familiar picture in front of him, Jiang Shan immediately set his eyes on the ticket window of the movie theater.

At this point, it is the "Nezha and the Sea" of the American Film Studio that is about to be broadcast.

The summer vacation in Yanjing is a few days later than that in Pujiang.

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

There were obviously more children than adults in the cinema, and the chatter was like a frog, endlessly.

Even if the lights have dimmed at this time, there is not much convergence in sight.

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

At this moment, he stared at the country in front of him motionlessly, and gradually laughed.

On the big screen, an animated ad for colored soap was playing

With a string of music that is sometimes low, sometimes light.

The boss who sells soap on the screen is selling his colored soap in a variety of ways.

After the application of colored soap in his hand, the original white world immediately became colorful.

The people, ghosts, gods and demons in line are growing.

Tang Seng took the soap and wiped it, and the white robe immediately turned bright red.

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

……

With the ever-changing plot on the screen, the adults and children in the audience are all smiling and grinning.

After the 5-minute short film of "Color Soap", the feature film of "Nezha and the Sea" began to be officially staged.

However, at this moment, Jiang Shan is still smiling intoxicated.

Once again, I saw the cartoon I designed on the big screen, and I still felt surging.

It's completely different from the feeling when there were Coke commercials on the TV before.

After all, it comes from his own creation of one stroke at a time, and this sense of accomplishment can really be remembered for a lifetime.

In a trance, Jiang Shan seemed to be fascinated by this feeling.

Until, Li Jing on the big screen, plucked the strings: "Well, the sound effect of this theater is really good." ”

As the crowd stepped out of the door of the cinema, there were no dolls in cartoon costumes at the service booths at the moment.

But the advertising posters still attracted the crowd to the past.

"Two cents for two cents,"

"Translucent colored soap ......"

His ears were filled with almost the same shouts as Pujiang, and Jiang Shan slowly passed by in front of the stall.

Just as he appropriated the animated images of the American Film Studio to produce dolls, the major soap factories in Yanjing also generously borrowed the "Color Soap" advertisement he designed.

The era without copyright protection is simply too mysterious.

Suddenly, Jiang Shan frowned.

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

"Well, after finishing this batch, stop immediately."

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

After all, these are all non-technical stamped plastic toys, and as soon as the machine is turned on, one after another.

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

Thinking of this, Jiang Shan immediately quickened his pace and went into a post office.

He would have to make a phone call to the Jiangning Toy Factory in Sioux City.

"Director Jiang, I'll repeat it again," Jiang Shan, who grabbed the phone, told again:

"You don't have to wait until all 500,000 toys are produced, and 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 there are cooperative shopping malls before, and they are all calling us to ask for goods." ”

"That's great," Jiang Shan was a little relieved: "Your sales commission is still according to the previous agreement, and we will contact you at any time if there is any situation." ”

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

"Factory director," Accountant Chen on the side couldn't help but ask, "Is it Pujiang's phone?" ”

"Well," Director Jiang nodded, "He asked us to sell while producing." ”

"Great," Accountant Chen was eager to end the deal quickly: "Get rid of them as soon as possible, and we can do our own work, you can see how light they make this money." ”

"Cheng,"

It was as if I had made a lot of determination.

Director Jiang's eyes suddenly became cold: "Fortunately, they were only willing to sign an OEM contract with us, otherwise there was really no way to refuse them." ”

"This is the best, as long as we don't continue to take orders, they can't do anything from the factory."

"Okay, when the 500,000 of them are finished, we will start working immediately."

"That's right, if you want 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 woke up.

This money should have been earned by them.

Ready-made machines, ready-made workers, they will produce whatever is shown in the movie in the future.

What a way to make money!

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

After making up his mind, Director Jiang immediately became full of authority: "Notify me, except for the workers on the production line, other manpower 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, the conference room of the newspaper office burst into warm applause.

Wei Yuanxing, editor-in-chief, highly praised the efforts of the whole newspaper to break through the circulation.

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

As soon as the words ended, a round of applause rang out.

After that, Wei Yuanxing looked at the editor-in-chief of the news department again:

"The so-called news must focus on the things that the masses are most concerned about, and tomorrow is an important day for the national college entrance examination, and if you send all the reporters out for me, you must keep a good eye on a few examination rooms for me......

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