"Don't talk nonsense. What's disclosure?" Zhuang Jianye glared at Chen Defa without a good voice. Just now, he ordered: "the reporter of the daily will give it to me, and you will reduce the distribution by another 50."
"Ah? It's still down! "
Chen Defa's eyes are wide open. Just now he heard that he would stop sending 150 more. Chen Defa thought it was not right. You know, the order last night was 800, but now it's less than half of the order. Can it achieve the publicity effect?
"If you want to reduce it, you can reduce it. Do you think the ice cream is from the strong wind? No money? " Zhuang Jianye is not polite at all. He's the last word.
Xin said that reporters have been caught. It's too childish to send ice cream. It's the only way to play with the media in the newspaper.
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Bo Limin is a reporter from Huancheng daily. Yesterday he accompanied his wife and children to visit relatives at his mother-in-law's house. He lived there at night. This morning he got up to work and just passed the commercial street behind the No.23 branch factory.
Because there are too many people who can't ride a bicycle, they can only push their bicycles. They happened to pass by the new store of No.23 branch factory, and they saw the free tasting activity organized by No.23 branch factory to give back to the public.
With the sensitivity of his reporter, Bai Limin immediately discovered the reportable point of this new thing, so he didn't care about going to work. He stopped his bike and came to line up. After he got a little ice cream for free, he thought it tasted good. Then he showed his identity and conducted an interview.
As a result, standing in front of the store, the middle-aged man, who should be the person in charge, hesitated for a long time and couldn't say one or two or three. Finally, he simply asked him to go to the factory director's office to find the new factory director, Zhuang Jianye.
Since he wanted to interview, the person in charge of the 23rd branch naturally wanted to see him, so he walked through the store and came down to the factory director's office under the guidance of the staff of the 23rd branch. As soon as he turned the stairs, he saw a handsome young man in a Dacron shirt, and quickly came up: "you are Bo, remember, please come in, please come in."
When he was warmly invited into the office, he saw the young factory director Zhuang brewing the tea in person, putting his hands in front of him and politely saying, "the factory has a little difficulty recently. Don't mind if you have some ordinary jasmine tea."
"It's all right, it's all right. We who run the news know the situation of the 23rd branch. It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter." Naturally, Bai Limin couldn't hold it up. He took the tea cup with both hands, politely continued, and slowly sat on the sofa.
Just then I had the time to look at Zhuang Jianye carefully. As soon as I looked up, I saw several exquisitely mounted photo frames on the wall. One was two foreigners in suits and shoes, with the smiling Zhuang Jianye in the middle. The two foreigners were holding the Lilliputian ice cream he had just eaten and holding up big thumbs to show their great photos.
One is a group photo of Zhuang Jianye shaking hands with a foreigner. It looks like Zhuang Jianye is holding a very exquisite certificate at an award ceremony.
The last one is something like a document. Bo Limin can't see it clearly, but he can confirm that it's all in English. Even if he can see it clearly, he can't understand it.
Without these three frames, Bai Limin would have started the interview in a proper way. As soon as he saw these things, his eyes were immediately attracted. He quickly got up and walked over, held his glasses and looked at them carefully.
At the same time, Zhuang Jianye's gentle voice sounded in his ears: "if it's just a certificate, it won't be precious. Although the 23rd branch is facing many difficulties, it always adheres to the factory's motto of giving consideration to struggle. If we can win an award in the international market, we can say," I say, Lao Zhuang, you're too good at talking, you're also Chaplin! It's the Sphinx, isn't it? "
Just when Zhuang Jianye is satisfied with his performance and calls for his happiness, an disharmonious voice suddenly rushes into his ears and turns to see that it is Ning Xiaodong's scum man.