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"The problem is serious." The deputy editor-in-chief crossed his legs and said, "Now that our country is focusing on security, you just drop a billboard and kill someone. How serious is the problem? Do you know? Huh?"
He Tong quickly handed over his business card and said: "We have realized the seriousness of the problem, and hope the newspaper office can give us a chance to correct it."
"Opportunity to correct? How do you change it? The dead are revived?" The deputy editor-in-chief glanced at He Tong's business card and said, "Dandelion Advertising Company is very famous, how could such a thing happen? Is the life of the citizens a trifling matter? Who has no parents? Who has no brothers and sisters? What a happy family!"
"Yes, yes, what the boss said is true, we know that the crime is serious." He Tong made a heartbroken expression, and said, "Boss, look can you not send it first, wait for us"
"What are you waiting for?" The deputy editor-in-chief said sternly, "Do you know what news is? News can't wait for you to know?"
At this moment, the door of the duty room opened with a creak, and a young man with a happy face walked in. Yu Zhenru immediately recognized that this was the reporter Zhao Zegang who interviewed her and then called her.
"Boss, I have already written the manuscript. This is a sample for the newspaper. Please review and sign it." Zhao Zegang walked up to the deputy editor-in-chief respectfully, inspected He Tong and others, and put the manuscript on the coffee table, satisfied Well said.
He Tong and others hastily stretched their heads over, impatiently looking at this manuscript:
? The wind blows, misfortune falls from the sky
"Dandelion" fell to the ground and killed an innocent pedestrian
News from our newspaper (Reporter Zhao Zegang) A sudden snowstorm yesterday brought catastrophe to a happy family. A giant billboard on the roof of the waiting room of the long-distance bus station in our city was blown down by the strong wind and will be passing by here. Wang Damin, a citizen, fell to the ground and was sent to the hospital where he died after half an hour after emergency treatment.
According to the reporter's understanding, this billboard is owned by Dandelion Advertising Company, and the reporter interviewed the person in the hospital
He Tong and others were terrified to see it, and bursts of cold sweat broke out in their hands. As soon as this article was published in the newspapers, it was tantamount to the death of the Dandelion Advertising Company. Not to mention the common hatred of the citizens, the fines and the suspension of business and rectification of the industrial, commercial and urban construction departments could also be fatal. Now people seem to have a fixed way of thinking, people don't report, officials don't rectify, and news doesn't expose, punishments are lightly played, avoiding the serious and taking the light. Once the light is exposed, they will become accomplices to tigers, and the crime will be increased.
The deputy editor-in-chief pushed the manuscript to He Tong and said, "Mr. He, take a look and see if there is anything untrue. If there is, let the reporter make some corrections."
At this time, He Tong's office director, Sun Jie, ran into the duty room in a hurry, handed a binder to He Tong, and said, "Mr. He, I have been looking for you everywhere but can't find you. After a long time, you ran to The newspaper office is here, but I am anxious to death."
"Don't worry, let's talk about something." He Tong looked at Sun Jie in surprise and said.
Sun Jie opened the binder in He Tong's hand and said: "This is a series of advertising plans for the morning newspaper. I have done a lot of work. The client has just signed, and there will be a quarter column to be published in the newspaper tomorrow." , I don¡¯t know if there is still a page.¡±
He Tong smiled knowingly, sent the design draft in the binder to the deputy editor-in-chief, and said, "Boss, please help me a lot. I hope it can be arranged tomorrow."
This is a trick played by He Tong and Sun Jie, the director of the office, just like the trick played by the deputy editor-in-chief and the little reporter just now. People with normal or near-normal intelligence will see the flaw at a glance and sneer at it. However, these people who are respected as the social elite have not been able to detect it and firmly believe it.
"Mr. He, I'm afraid there is no page." The deputy editor looked up at the wall clock on the opposite wall and said, "It's too late."
Yu Zhenru walked up to the deputy editor-in-chief, gave him a proper wink, and said, "Boss, I have to help you with this job."
The deputy editor-in-chief blushed a little, and said, "Of course, I can help if I can, but the layout"
Yu Zhenru smiled sweetly at the deputy editor-in-chief, pointed to the manuscript that reporter Zhao Zegang had just sent, and said, "If you withdraw this manuscript, there will be no room for it?"
The deputy editor-in-chief picked up the manuscript, shook it, and said, "This is from the previous edition, and it's the headline."
Sun Jie, director of the office, squeezed in front of the deputy editor-in-chief and said, "Boss, coincidentally, what this client wants is the position on the front page."
"But the price" the deputy editor-in-chief said awkwardly.
Sun Jie took out a check from her purse, put it on the coffee table, and said, "This is a blank check, put it here first, and let your account transfer money tomorrow."
The deputy editor-in-chief stood up, looked at Yu Zhenru, and said, "Advertising can be arranged, but the manuscript"
Yu Zhenru quickly interjected and said, "Of course we have to withdraw."
The expression of the deputy editor-in-chief suddenly became serious, and he said, "News and advertisement are two different things. Miss, don't get me wrong, let alone bring them together."
"I'm sorry, Boss." Yu Zhenru explained, "I mean, only if this manuscript is withdrawn will it be published."
"It seems that this is the only way." The deputy editor-in-chief was silent for a while, took out his business cards from his jacket pocket, distributed one to each of them, and said, "Okay, everyone, let's get to know each other, and we can't speak too bluntly. , It¡¯s fine if you know what I know, it¡¯s called tacit understanding, and it can also be called a win-win situation. I still need to read the telexed draft from Xinhua News Agency, so I won¡¯t accompany you.¡±
One of He Tong's stones finally fell to the ground, and he hurriedly got up to say goodbye, saying: "Thank you, boss, we will see you later."
The deputy editor-in-chief who had already walked to the door turned around and said: "Mr. He, it's not that there will be a date later, but the meeting will be the day after tomorrow. Our newspaper will hold an advertising bidding meeting the day after tomorrow. You must participate. Zhao Zegang, send them off for me."
"Sure, don't worry." He Tong clasped his fists and said.
When He Tong and his party returned to the company exhausted, it was almost 12 o'clock. Yu Zhenru didn't come back, she went to the hospital under He Tong's repeated urging. Office director Sun Jie and the driver stood at He Tong's desk, waiting for He Tong's orders.
"Mr. He, it's nothing serious." Sun Jie lit a cigarette for He Tong, and said, "Isn't this settled? It's true that money can make ghosts turn the clock. You haven't eaten dinner yet. Let's go out and have some supper."
He Tong took a puff of cigarette, waved to Sun Jie, and said: "You all go back, let me stay by myself for a while." (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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