Faced with the sudden visit from the publishing house, Shen Congwen's first thought was the business-to-business communication between units.

These days, there are quite a few cultural units who come to their Academy of Social Sciences to seek professional help.

Mr. Shen adjusted his glasses, still smiling as usual: "Are you comrades from the Commercial Publishing House?"

"Yes, Professor Shen,"

Seeing that Shen Congwen didn't have any pretensions to being a scholar, a female editor suddenly felt a lot more relaxed: "I'm taking the liberty of visiting, does it not delay your work?"

"It doesn't matter if it's delayed," Mr. Shen said with a smile: "Research is not something to be anxious about. Tell me, what part of the historical issues do you want to consult?"

He must first know whether he can answer the other party's questions.

If it doesn't work, please quickly recommend him to another department.

Both sides of the province are wasting time.

"We are not here to ask questions," the female editor said respectfully: "Professor Shen, why have you been unwilling to publish your book "Research on Ancient Costumes"?"

"Yes, Mr. Shen," another editor followed suit: "You have spent so much effort on this book, and more people should see the splendid history of ancient costumes in our country!"

The two people sang and talked, leaving Shen Congwen stunned.

He almost blurted out: Why don't I want to publish this book? Isn't it because there is no place that dares to publish this book?

However, no matter how honest a comrade is, after many years, he will know that he has to hide it a bit: "I can't take care of it yet!"

"Yes," the female editor suddenly remembered: "We saw in the newspaper that you were busy all the way from Dunhuang to Lanzhou for the musical "Flowers on the Silk Road" a while ago..."

Shen Congwen laughed and said nothing.

As soon as he heard what the other party said, he immediately understood that those were news reports written by that boy from Jiangshan.

Now, people all over the country know his whereabouts a while ago.

"So, do you have time now? Our publishing house is very optimistic about your "Research on Ancient Costumes" and would like to formally send you a publishing invitation..."

Twenty minutes later, when Mr. Shen sent the two editors out of the office, he immediately picked up the phone on the table:

"Yongyu," Shen Congwen took two deep breaths and pressed on his pounding heart: "Guess which unit just came to visit me?"

"I can't guess," Huang Yongyu on the other end of the phone said with a smile while biting his pipe: "There are so many people coming to your place now, I really can't guess."

"The publishing house is a comrade of the publishing house!"

Shen Congwen's excited voice came from the phone.

Huang Yongyu stood up for a moment: "Publishing house? Why are they looking for you?"

After asking this question, Huang Yongyu kept muttering silently: books, books...

"The Commercial Publishing House learned in the newspaper that I had written a book called "Research on Ancient Costumes." They were very interested and have plans to publish it!"

"Very good!"

Previously, what Huang Yongyu was most worried about was that his cousin did not wait for the release of this book: "Cousin, you have finally waited for it."

"It's not easy. More than ten years have passed and "Research on Ancient Costumes" has finally been put back on the publishing schedule."

Mr. Shen couldn't help but sigh: "Yong Yu, if you hadn't brought Xiao Jiang to me, my book might have gone with me."

If he hadn't known Jiang Shan, Shen Congwen would have joined the Academy of Social Sciences in one year.

The publication of his "Research on Ancient Costumes" will also be postponed to 1982.

At this moment, both Shen Congwen and Huang Yongyu remembered the scene when they first met Jiangshan.

"Cousin, when you mention it like that, I really miss that kid!"

"I miss him a little too!"

…

Compared with the sky full of snowflakes in Yanjing, the afternoon sunshine in Pujiang is nothing short of wonderful.

In Pujiang Advertising and Decoration Company, business manager Huang Hua rarely lost his smile.

Not only did his smile disappear, but there seemed to be a dark gray cloud floating above his head.

"Mr. Chen,"

Facing his immediate boss, Huang Hua endured his anger and said in a low voice:

"We've already agreed on the business scope. How can Zhou Zishen steal Pujiang's business?"

Since the ban on advertising business was lifted last year, Pujiang Advertising and Decoration has established branches in Yanjing and Guangzhou.

According to the agreement at that time, Beijing, Shanghai and Guangzhou correspond to the northern, central and southern regions of the country respectively.

Its purpose is to spread the business of Pujiang Advertising and Decoration Company nationwide.

"The regulations are unwritten," Mr. Chen comforted:

"Besides, we have lost a lot of local business in Pujiang. Didn't White Cat find an advertising company in Xiangjiang for its last advertisement?"

As advertising companies from Japan and Xiangjiang continue to compete, Pujiang Advertising and Decoration has also begun to have a sense of internal competition.

"I haven't given the final plan for White Rabbit's outer packaging design yet," Huang Hua refused to give in: "Why did you let Zhou Zishen start the design?

"Two versions have already been rejected? What if your final plan still fails to satisfy the manufacturer?" Mr. Chen is most worried about:

"I guess White Rabbit will have to change advertisers."

As an old employee, Huang Hua needs to have connections and experience, and Mr. Chen does not want to offend this old subordinate unless it is absolutely necessary.

However, if he wants the company to go far and steadily, he must increase the awareness of competition within the company.

Whoever has strong abilities will have more business.

If it doesn't work, it will be eliminated immediately.

In that decade, Pujiang Advertising and Decoration was forced to conduct business abroad.

I have long been familiar with the ways of capitalism.

Otherwise, they would not dare to submit the application report to ZN.

"As long as the final design is not rejected," Huang Hua insisted, "I will never let it go."

Once this head is opened, will he be able to sleep well in the future?

Therefore, Huang Hua will never let go easily.

If it's a bordering city in the central and southern parts, that's fine.

They even reached out to the Pujiang River. Huang Hua just seemed easy to talk to, so why not treat him as a cadre?

"Then what do you think we should do?" Mr. Chen sat on the single sofa: "From the company's perspective, as long as this business is still in the company's hands, it will be fine. Once it is lost..."

"Aren't you just worried about letting away big customers?" Huang Hua also knows the importance:

"Let's do this, let Guangzhou and I come up with a design plan at the same time, and whoever the Aimin Candy Factory chooses will be the winner. I have absolutely no problem with it."

"This is a good idea," Mr. Chen clapped his hands together: "It's fair and reasonable. No one should blame anyone who loses!"

"Yes, it's fair and reasonable," Huang Hua said with a half-smile, "In the future, if I go to Guangzhou to contact business, Zhou Zishen won't even think of stopping me!"

"Don't worry about this," Mr. Chen knew what Huang Hua meant: "As long as I am still in this position, no one will dare to talk nonsense to you."

"Thank you Mr. Chen for your support!"

"Don't worry about thanking you for now, just worry more about White Rabbit's new packaging!"

In the 1970s, the packaging of many time-honored brands in Hong Kong and Macao was obviously different from that in the mainland.

In order to improve their appearance, they will also launch new seasonal packaging based on the characteristics of the local city.

This time, Huang Hua proposed three new packaging plans in succession, but Kawaii Candy Factory didn’t take a fancy to any of them.

Not only is he anxious, but the head office is also anxious.

However, what Huang Hua never expected was that the Guangzhou branch actually started designing the outer packaging plan for "White Rabbit".

If someone hadn't leaked the news, he would still have been kept in the dark.

After walking out of the general manager's office, Huang Hua, who had been speaking eloquently just now, immediately lost his confidence.

Go downstairs and drive...

At this moment, he did not dare to delay at all, he stepped on the accelerator and went straight to the Oriental Metropolis Newspaper office.

Although he has been working in an advertising company for ten years, if he is asked to design a candy packaging box, it will definitely be no problem.

However, Huang Hua did not have the confidence to design a candy box that would win the competition.

Zhou Zishen from the Guangzhou branch knows it very well.

He is thick-skinned, has many ideas, and looks ugly when he eats.

The most important thing is that Zhou Zishen is a person who refuses to lose.

In order to come up with a perfect advertising plan, he can live in the office with his entire team.

If you don’t achieve your goal, you will never go home!
To be continued...