Rebirth of the Burning Era

Since it was published in the newspaper, the canned food sales work has entered the final 'sprint stage'. Zhou Wanxin insisted that Liang Yifei come to the factory with Liang Yicheng every day. If something happens, Liang Yifei will be able to answer on the spot and provide on-site guidance, so as not to run to the house after get off work every day. , The symposium is held until midnight, and the effect is not good when people are tired.

Actually, there is nothing wrong. They are all implemented according to Liang Yifei's predetermined plan. What can happen?

Liang Yifei follows Zhou Wanxin to listen to the reports of the employees every day. Most of the time, he spends most of his time in Liang Yicheng's office, reading newspapers and drinking tea.

The Marketing Department used to be separated from the Publicity Department, and it still shared a large office. Several of the Publicity Departments in the office belonged to Liang Yicheng's subordinates. Their attitude towards "Liang Gongzi" was naturally different from that of other people, and they were more polite.

As for Yang's subordinates in the marketing department, apart from work, they usually don't talk to Liang Yifei much.

Liang Yifei's idea cannot be said to offend people, but the ideas of the market scientist and Yang Aiguo are somewhat similar: contradictions!

In particular, Liang Yifei was a prisoner of labor reform who was only released. He was only 19 years old, which deepened the ambivalence of this group of people.

The pillars of society, the pillars of the unit, are not as good as a prisoner of labor reform. Where do you put your face?

In addition, whether it is the marketing department or the publicity department, it can be clearly felt that everyone has a taste of 'staying away' towards Liang Yifei.

The hat of prisoners of labor reform is too heavy for ordinary people.

There was a young man named Pan Jue, who graduated from high school and specialized in writing publicity drafts. He was half a year younger than Liang Yifei. He wore thick glasses like a beer bottle. He was full of vigor, and was curious about everything.

Different people see things differently. In the eyes of others, Liang Yifei is a bad element of black history. In Pan Jue's view, Liang Yifei is a prodigal son who will never change for money, and is a bit legendary.

Early in the morning, behind the thick glasses, I was full of curiosity.

"Brother Yifei, I heard that people in prison are suffocated. Men and men do things like that. He looks handsome, like a creampie. If you go in, you will be **** by the boss, right?"

"That's true." Liang Yifei smiled, "But it's not as exaggerated as you said, the discipline is still very strict, mainly because of your own wishes."

In Baihu Prison, there is a prisoner nicknamed 'Old Butt', who specializes in reselling cigarettes, female star magazine covers, etc. It is said that this nickname was originally named because of this.

"Brother Yifei, you are handsome too, is there that...that what?" Pan Jue continued to ask gossip, not knowing whether it was because of his high myopia, or whether he wanted to appreciate Liang Yifei's 'Jun' at a close distance and speak When the time came, the face was about to come up.

What do you mean, you want me to kiss you?

Liang Yifei stepped back and smiled, "Pan Jue, why are you asking this?"

"Collect materials!"

Pan Jue is a good writer. He usually likes to write, and he often submits articles to various newspapers.

He has actually published some 'tofu nuggets', including poetry, prose, and commentary.

"What's there to say about this material, it's good if you write about the reform of the factory." Liang Yifei didn't want to talk to him about the prison. These young people can make mistakes if they don't get it right, and then implicate themselves in it. That's not bad luck.

Just as he was talking, Zhou Wanxin and Yang Aiguo came in in a hurry with today's newspaper in their hands.

The newspaper was delivered today, and the advertisement of the cannery was officially and completely published.

The newspapers from a few days ago were taken out and lined up on the table.

Looking at this row of appetizing newspapers, even Yang Aiguo has to admit that Liang Yifei's crazy ideas are unthinkable to ordinary people!

In the past two days, he was playing mahjong at the door of his house after get off work. A group of 'ma friends' were talking about this advertisement, and some people bet on what it was, some said it was clothing, some said it was motorcycles, and some said TV sets. of.

From the small to the big, the leopard can be seen from the inside, and from the chat on a small mahjong table by the roadside, you can see what the current people care about.

"We have to see the results." Zhou Wanxin ordered some newspapers.

The advertisement itself, I didn't say it, everyone thought it was interesting and novel. The effect, however, has yet to be manifested.

In order to implement Liang Yifei's plan, there was a lot of noise. The whole factory mobilized half of the people to go to the market, and spent thousands of dollars on advertising. The whole factory knew that Director Zhou would have a big move and the finances would be fast. bottomed out.

These matters were all decided by Zhou Wanxin. Likewise, he also took responsibility and took certain risks.

In case he still can't sell it in the end, it is rumored that he did this entirely because of a suggestion made by a 'reformed through labor prisoner'.

Zhou Wanxin thought about it and said to Yang Aiguo: "Old Yang, we have done the preliminary work anyway. In the past few days, you will take the people from the marketing department to take the initiative to run around the market and contact the shopping mall and the non-staple food market. , to see if the other party is willing to buy from us."

Yang Aiguo was at the side, and his spirit began to split again. The conflicting mood continued to ferment. He laughed and said, "Don't worry about it, factory manager. It takes time for market feedback, how can it be so fast."

As he said that, he took out a pair of chess from the drawer, opened Chuhe Hanjie, and said, "What Xiaoliang said, we've done it, and then it's fine anyway, if you are idle, you will be idle. How to do it, Lao Liang, come and kill a game!"

It is also customary to play chess to pass the time during work hours.

"Old Liang, let's have a game." Yang Aiguo challenged Liang Yicheng.

Liang Yicheng smiled and waved his hand, how could he have such thoughts now, whether Liang Yifei's idea would work wonders, he was more nervous than Zhou Wanxin.

"Director, let's play a game together?"

"I can't play chess, but I can't play you." Zhou Wanxin didn't have the same thoughts, and Yang Aiguo was still able to play chess, and he won the top three in the factory competition.

Yang Aiguo said to Liang Yifei again: "Then Xiaoliang, come here, I know there is no other entertainment in the prison, but you can only play chess. I'll see if you have learned your skills!"

"My level is average." Liang Yifei smiled, Yang Aiguo was right, there is only such an entertainment activity in the prison, and there are really masters. Those who have been in prison usually play chess.

Yang Aiguo took off a horse and a rook on his side, "I will play chess with your father, let him have a horse, I will play with you, and let you have a chariot and a horse!"

However, Liang Yifei took the two pieces back to the chessboard and said, "Let the chess not be used, I don't play well, I'll just go first."

Without waiting for Yang Aiguo to respond, he stretched out his slender index finger and pushed a red car in the lower left corner a step forward, nine in one.

There was a commotion all around, and even Zhou Wanxin, who was mediocre at chess, frowned. Isn't this a cannon who sold his horse to the opponent?

"Xiao Liang, you said you would, isn't this a random walk!"

Yang Aiguo was afraid that Liang Yifei would regret his chess, so he quickly picked up his black cannon, jumped over it with a snap, and ate the red horse that was sent out.

Liang Yifei didn't speak, and also took a symmetrical step to the car on the other side.

"Why are you playing chess, you're just walking blindly!" Yang Aiguo was not polite at all, snapped and ate another horse from Liang Yifei.

Well, there are six characters of chariot, horse and gun, and two moves at the beginning, Liang Yifei lost two of them in an almost absurd way, and let the opponent's run occupy a very powerful position.

After two more steps, Liang Yifei and the other party lost a big chariot, starting with a slight advantage, one less rook, a slightly bigger advantage.

After a few steps down, Liang Yifei's Hongzi was at a disadvantage and was forced to be very passive.

At the ninth step, Liang Yifei shot one level five, and said softly "General".

Yang Aiguo smiled and tilted his general to avoid the double cannons.

Liang Yifei stretched out his index finger and gently pushed the last red car.

"General!"

Yang Aiguo wanted to move Shuai subconsciously, but when his hand fell on Shuai, he stopped.

The expression that was very relaxed just now suddenly became serious, his brows were wrinkled together a little bit, and he held on to his handsome fingers without moving. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

An old employee of the propaganda department who was onlookers smiled with a teacup in his arms: "Don't watch Lao Yang, **** chess! Xiaoliang is a 'two-iron pulley', evil and cruel, just because you are greedy, as long as you hit the move, you can start the game Ten steps will kill you!"

Yang Aiguo recalled the chess game just now, isn't it? If he hadn't started the game because he was greedy for Liang Yifei's two horses, how could he have given him a step-by-step calculation?

"I said, this trick of yours is too much, it's just cheating." Yang Aiguo said embarrassingly, his face flushed.

Liang Yifei was very polite and smiled cheerfully: "I don't know how to play either. There is an old man in prison who used to set up a stall to play chess to make money. How can he teach, how can I learn."

Another old worker made fun of him: "Old Yang, you are not good at chess. If you lose, you will lose. What are you cheating. Soldiers don't tire of cheating, and they don't play chess with cheating. Children still use some tricks when playing marbles."

Yang Aiguo couldn't bear his face, he stretched out his hand to mix up the chessboard. Like Mrs. Xianglin, he kept muttering to himself, "This...how can I play chess like this...can't be like this...can't be like this..."

Everyone in the office is laughing.

Lao Yang is not a good chess player. He likes to sneer at people when he wins. He has ridiculed everyone in two departments in one office;

However, his chess skills are indeed good. No one in the whole factory said that he would definitely win against him. Today, he suffered a dull loss in Liang Yifei's hands. It was a relief for everyone, and they were all happy to see Lao Yang's embarrassed appearance.

At this moment, the phone of the Marketing Department rang!

For some reason, everyone was startled by the ringtone, and turned their heads to stare at the phone, but they all forgot to answer.

In the silence, Pan Jue suddenly said, "Yo, you're not here to order canned food, right? So soon?"