Just when Director Liang was attracted by the cartoon in front of him, the dispatch department of the post office was also discussing the cartoon.

One of the chubby gay men poked the newspaper and laughed: "In the morning, as soon as I saw this cartoon, I laughed inexplicably." ”

"I still think it's strange," said the old Joe who was sitting at his table with a smile, "and then I snatched the newspaper and looked at it, hey, isn't this the painting I used to be!" ”

"You really dare to take good things from you," Section Chief Li, who had just walked in the door, took the newspaper over: "Which newspaper will draw you on it?" ”

"Do you want to take a good look for yourself?" Lao Qiao was not convinced: "More than ten years ago, when I was still in Huaibei, I didn't take any car to deliver letters. ”

"Don't say that," Section Chief Li was looking at the cartoon his colleagues were talking about: "This is really our postman!" ”

"I just saw it!"

"Hats, clothes, and the parcel," said Old Joe, who was most excited: "Aren't the parcels piled up in the carriage also labeled with the word 'post'!" ”

"There is also a stamp on the belly of the horse in front," Section Chief Li felt like a detective looking for clues: "There is also a mail bucket standing on the side of the road......"

The more you look, the more surprises you have!

"The key," the fat comrade took a green porcelain jar: "He looks very good at this painting." ”

"That's right, there is a feeling of having a happy New Year."

Comrade Jiang Shan's series of cartoons for this postal service is set in a "healing" style.

"I feel good when I look at it," Section Chief Li said with a smile across his arms: "Looking at this painting reminds me of the scene when I was a child in my hometown to catch a market." ”

Lao Qiao smiled and nodded: "When I meet the market, the children are the happiest." ”

Several people from the dispatch department were chatting energetically, when the phone on Section Chief Li's desk suddenly rang.

Soon, Director Liang waited for the smiling Section Chief Li.

"What's going on?" Seeing the other party's smiling face, Director Liang asked curiously, "I didn't see Ling Lecheng like this just now." ”

"It's nothing," Section Chief Li carried a newspaper in his pocket: "What are you looking for me?" ”

When Section Chief Li left the office, he easily got on the "Oriental Metropolis Daily".

At this moment, he stepped forward, and just as he was about to take it out, he saw a newspaper on the table.

"You're also reading Oriental Metropolis Daily?"

"How fresh," Director Liang laughed: "Otherwise, what will I talk to you about "The Legend of the Condor Heroes". ”

"yes," Section Chief Li was amused when he thought about it: "How did I forget this stubble!" ”

"But this will call you, not to talk about "The Legend of the Condor Heroes"."

"That's, after all, it's working time."

It's okay to talk about it during working hours, but at this time, Liang Weimin just wants to talk to Section Chief Li about business.

"There is a cartoon in today's Oriental Metropolis Daily," Director Liang clasped the newspaper on the table, "I think there is something." ”

Section Chief Li pressed the newspaper in his trouser pocket desperately, and he was no longer ready to take it out.

"Comics?" He poked his head out of the newspaper on the table: "This is it?" ”

"Yes, take a closer look!"

The entire caricature is in the form of a rectangular banner, the size of a fist.

Next to the big sun with a smiling face, there are a few clouds with crooked eyebrows.

Beside a country road, you can see mountains and rice fields in the distance.

Nearby, on a full carriage, dressed chickens, ducks, pigs and sheep sat together.

The head and face of each domestic animal collectively walked towards the cute style.

The fat hen who knits sweaters, the big fat pig who eats melon seeds, and the flower cow who smokes a cigarette bag...... and the big white goose with its neck resting on the postman's shoulder.

At first glance, it doesn't have the temperament of New Year's goods, but it seems to be a car of homely passengers.

In addition to them, the wagon was also piled with all kinds of fruits, vegetables...... and a basket of grain.

In the same way, it also fills the circle that is drawn, and it is cute and lovely.

The most interesting thing is the horseman in front of him with a leather whip.

Chubby figure, wrapped in a crumpled postman's uniform.

Under the cute shape of the comic style, he looks like he is smiling.

A few drops of sweat flew out of his head, and it was very obvious that he was floating in the air.

Anyone can see that this is a kind postman uncle, who is sweating profusely and driving a car full of New Year's goods, rushing to the people in anticipation.

"Isn't the driver in this comic our postman!" Section Chief Li saw it again.

"Before, we complained that no one understood the hard work of the postal service," Director Liang shook his head and sighed.

"Unexpectedly, someone immediately told us that our hard work is obvious to all."

Section Chief Li nodded and smiled: "Otherwise, the people's eyes are bright." ”

"You can see clearly," Director Liang buttoned the newspaper: "It is the eyes of the Oriental Metropolis Daily that are shining." ”

"Yes, yes," Section Chief Li nodded hurriedly, and thought about it: "It must be because this newspaper usually has more contact with us that we can see the hard work of the postman." ”

"It's only been a newspaper for a long time," Director Liang shook his head:

"Can't you see it from other newspapers? Usually when we meet, we either envy our welfare, or trust our relationship, you are looking at the comrades of the "Oriental Metropolis Daily". ”

"Do you think it......" Section Chief Li tentatively said, "This cartoon is very meaningful?" ”

"Then you still need to ask,"

What do you care about when it comes to Director Liang? It's a grade!

"In your eyes, it's just a caricature?" Director Liang doesn't see it that way: "In my opinion, it is a certificate of merit, and it is the affirmation of our work by the cooperative unit." ”

"Listen to what you say, it's true!"

"The most important thing is that the Oriental Metropolis Daily not only realized this, but also published it in the newspaper, if you think about it carefully, how will the people feel when they see it?"

"Of course, I will also remember who braved the wind and rain to deliver letters and newspapers to them......"

"Yes!"

"Liang Bureau,"

Section Chief Li at this meeting naturally thought of one thing: "Some time ago, the editor-in-chief of Oriental Metropolis Daily also called me. ”

"Oh?" Director Liang immediately asked, "Is there anything wrong with him?" ”

……

"Wine and coffee, I just need a drink,"

Jiang Shan, who had just parked his bicycle in the carport, walked into the editor-in-chief's room humming a song all the way: "I remembered the past and drank a second cup of ......"

"That stuff just tastes so good?"

Jiang Hai, who was holding a cup of boiled water, followed the third child: "It's still singing!" ”

In the next second, I noticed the walkman pinned to Jiang Shan's waist: "What are you hanging on your belt?" ”

At this moment, the country does not feel old-fashioned at all.

patted his ass and said with a smile: "Tape recorder, Yu Si sent it." ”

Jiang Hai looked up along the headphone cable: "The tape recorder that listened with headphones?" ”

"I'll tell you."

Jiang Shan took off the headphones and put them on his eldest brother's head: "How is it?" Listen to it. ”

Although it was criticized as a glamorous sound, there were still many people listening to Teresa Teng's songs in the inland of this meeting.

"It's a good fart," Jiang Hai took off the headphones: "It's all out of tune." ”

"Huh? How is it possible," Jiang Shan quickly listened to it, and then suddenly said: "It is estimated that the battery is dead." ”

This thing is too power-intensive, so Yu Sigui prepared a whole box of batteries for him.

"Wait for tomorrow," Jiang Shan unloaded the Walkman: "Tomorrow will let you listen enough." ”

I said the third child, "Whether you listen to the song or not, Jiang Hai doesn't care: "This thing is very expensive, right?" It seems that the lesbian surnamed Yu is very good to you! ”

"Don't guess," Jiang Shan's heart was the same as Spiegel: "Do you know how much money I made for her?" ”

"How much?"

"Anyway, it's enough to buy a lot of tape recorders."

Jiang Shan didn't explain much, and handed a painting in the bag to the eldest brother: "Editor-in-chief Jiang, this is the second cartoon, don't forget to tell Editor-in-Chief Cai." ”

"People's Post loves the people,"

Jiang Hai looked at the sketch in his hand: "Yes, today's painting is a little topical." ”

In the drawing, it is still the postman who drove the car before.

This time, however, the vehicle was changed to a bicycle.

In the wind, rain, thunder and lightning, he was hunched over and trying to pedal forward on the bicycle.

Under the windswept raincoat, a round parcel was revealed.

After a while, Cai Wensheng also saw this painting.

"Editor-in-Chief Jiang, there will be no outsiders here," he looked at Jiang Hai and smiled: "Do you say that Xiao Jiang's comic can be useful?" ”

The high working attitude of the post office, they have all been taught.

With just a few cartoons, you want the other party to adjust the work plan for the newspaper?

Cai Wensheng always felt that Jiangshan's idea was still too simple.

"I've thought about this before," Jiang Hai did think about it: "Even if these cartoons don't work, our newspaper won't be able to drop a piece of meat, but ...... What if it does? ”

"I understand," Cai Wensheng said through a little: "If it is done, it is earned, and if it is not done, there is no loss." ”

"Yes,"

I've been in the newspaper for so many years, but I don't feel like this now.

Jiang Hai sighed sincerely: "As soon as the window for reform is opened, I can now feel the power of news units more and more. ”

"I feel this too," Cai Wensheng's eyes suddenly lit up:

"In the past, when I was an editor, the manuscripts were almost the same every day, and the content of each newspaper was almost the same, but now it is different, and there are really a large number of people who follow our newspaper to ......."

"Nowadays, I believe more and more in the words that are often on my lips."

The two in the editor-in-chief's room looked at each other silently.

No one has said the famous saying of the country: the power of the media will be so great that you can't imagine.

……

Jiang Shan, who was sitting at the desk at the moment, had no idea what the two upstairs were talking about.

At this moment, he was busy finishing up the third cartoon in front of him.

The next moment, Director Zhang of the Municipal Propaganda Department led a male comrade into the office.

"Busy early in the morning?"

Although the number of times they have come is not much, Zhang and Jiangshan are also old acquaintances.

After his greeting, all three people in the office raised their heads at the same time and stood up at the same time.

"Director Zhang,"

Jiang Shan stretched out his hand and walked over: "What wind blew you here?" ”

Zhang Chu shook his hand with a smile, and then introduced to both sides:

"Xiao Jiang, this is the chief of the martial arts section of the city's people's bank."

"Hello Chief Wu!"

"He is Jiangshan, and the two posters you have designed were designed by him."

"What a young and promising!"

After a few words of greeting, Section Chief Wu handed out a small wooden box:

"Comrade Jiangshan, I am entrusted by the higher authorities to reward you with a precious prize in recognition of your special contributions to the national metal exploration cause."

The traditional situation that came to the face made Jiangshan involuntarily stand up on the spot.

When he took the wooden box with both hands, his head was still trying to sort out the words of the section chief Wu just now.

National metals? …… Exploration?

Precious prizes!

Hiss!

Jiang Shan suddenly realized something: "Thank you leaders, I will definitely continue to work hard......"

Jiang Shan, who had been holding a small wooden box, did not forget to wave goodbye in the direction of the car leaving until he sent the car of the Propaganda Department out of the gate of the newspaper office.

What kind of prizes can be entrusted to the cadres of the People's Bank of China?

Jiang Shan walked to the open space in front of the newspaper building and carefully opened half of the lid.

A golden light immediately flashed into the wooden box.

Jiang Shan, who took the golden light in his eyes, immediately closed the lid of the box.

At this moment, Jiang Zhuangzhuang and Ding Lingling, who were lying on the windowsill, took in all this.

Ding Lingling asked curiously: "Xiao Jiang, why do you say this bank wants to give our boss a prize?" ”

"Call you stupid, you even performed on the spot." Jiang Zhuangzhuang smiled and shook his head: "Have you forgotten the thank you letter not long ago?" The one from the Golden Army? ”

With a bang, Jiang Zhuangzhuang kicked the girl: "I still don't know this, what I'm asking is why the bank wants to give the old prize?" ”

Jiang Zhuangzhuang took a step to the side: "Stupid, it must have been sent by the superior entrusted by the superior!" ”

"What's in that box?"

"It's hard to say," Jiang Zhuangzhuang also wondered: "Banknotes? ”

"It's not," Ding Lingling thought about the appearance of the country just now: "Could it be a passbook?" ”

"Wouldn't it? Who will take the passbook as a prize. ”

"Don't forget, the box was given by the bank."

Just when the two of them were discussing, a red heart in Jiangshan was about to jump to his throat.

The 1979 "watering flower thick coin" worth the old nose money in later generations is being held in the palm of his hand this time.

Jiang Shan pondered that the people of this meeting were worried that the grams of the "International Children's Commemorative Gold Coins" were too heavy and the price was too high, and it was difficult to sell.

So he borrowed flowers to offer Buddha, and selected one of the "thick coins for watering flowers" with a face value of 450 yuan as a prize and rewarded it to Comrade Jiangshan.

More likely, this was originally arranged by the superiors.

Anyway, no matter what the reason, Jiangshan finally got the "watering gold coin" that he had in mind at this time.

"It's really good," Jiang Shan, who was full of spring breeze, couldn't help muttering to himself: "It seems that I will have to think about some articles that benefit the country and myself in the future." ”

"Jiangshan,"

Yu Sigui, who had just walked into the door of the newspaper, waved his little hand at Jiang Shan: "I'm not late, am I?" ”

In the next second, Jiang Shan remembered today's schedule: "You came just right, wait for me to get a bag." ”

When they broke up last night, the two had already discussed it.

Today, I have to go to Pujiang Film Factory to secretly shoot those 43 sets of costumes.

Just when the two of them went to the film studio together, Chen Peisi also led Liu Xiaoqing out of Pujiang Railway Station.

(End of chapter)