Reborn King of Marketing

"If you don't want money, how can it be free?" Gao Jing, the broadcaster, exclaimed in her crisp but not very standard Mandarin, "Team Leader, if you want free money, give me a TV first. You can do it without a radio."

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Hearing her innocent statement, everyone burst into laughter.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Xuebing became serious, turned to Shitou and said, "Go and bring the color TV we bought!"

"Ah! Color TV?" Gao Jing and accountant Liu Hong exclaimed in unison.

Black and white TVs have just become popular in the city these days, but color TVs are still a rarity.

The poor people in Zhangjiacun only have one radio, and it belongs to the village!

Most of the villagers have never seen a TV, let alone one with color.

Can everyone not be surprised? They all thought Zhang Xuebing was joking!

As expected, Shitou ran out and returned within a moment holding a huge corrugated cardboard box in his hands.

"Is this a color TV?"

Shitou opened the carton quickly, revealing a square and dull machine, which he placed on his desk.

Zhang Xuebing pursed his lips and said, "Open it and find a table!"

"Hey!" Under everyone's astonished gaze, Shitou brought the wiring board and quickly plugged in the power. With a click, he turned on the switch. Dense snowflakes appeared on the screen, but there was no image.

Shitou bent down and turned up the stage with a bang!

TVs these days have almost no remote control, and there is no automatic search function for changing channels. You can only manually adjust the tuner!

The high-frequency head made a clicking sound, and hearing people panic, Gao Jing hurriedly shouted, "Do you understand the stone? Don't break it!"

Gao Jing really regards this TV as her home!

"I've learned from others, so stop nagging!" Shitou rolled his eyes at her and continued to adjust the channel. For a long time, there were still snowflakes falling on the TV, without even a single figure.

This is a bit wrong. No matter how weak the signal is, you can at least receive Lu Provincial Station. After all, their transmitting tower is built on Mount Tai.

Shitou fiddled with the antenna vigorously, scratched his head and looked at Zhang Xuebing, "Brother Xiaobing, is it broken?"

Time was tight when I was at the flea market, so I just turned it on and tried to turn it on. Shitou followed others to learn how to operate it. Unexpectedly, after returning to the village, I couldn't receive the program. Everyone was disappointed and thought it was a fake.

Suddenly, Zhang Xuebing thought of something, turned to the back of the TV, found a knob next to the power cord, and turned it.

"try again!"

Shitou was particularly interested in electrical appliances and had some talent. He bent down and fiddled with them for a while, and a blurry image appeared on the screen.

Then a very standard woman spoke in Mandarin, "Dear viewers, we are now reporting the weather forecast for today and tomorrow. Due to the subtropical high pressure affecting our province..."

"Wow, I saw it!"

"Really, it's in color!"

Everyone let out bursts of exclamations, their eyes seemed to be attracted, and they couldn't move away for a moment. Even if the most boring weather forecast was given, they were astonished as if they had seen a mirage!

After a while, the screen disappeared and a colorful icon appeared.

Everyone was disappointed, "Is it so short?"

Zhang Xuebing smiled and said, "Today is Tuesday, Shandong TV station only broadcasts news!"

"What about other stations?"

"I heard that CCTV has a news broadcast!"

"The signal in our mountains is weak, so it would be great if we could receive one station!"

Zhang Xuebing laughed and said, "If we want to see clearly, there are so many channels, so we have to put up an antenna on the roof!"

The antenna couldn't be obtained for a while, but after watching the TV, everyone was full of longing for the future and talked endlessly.

What Shitou was most interested in was not the antenna but why he couldn't fiddle with it. Zhang Xuebing could just fiddle with it casually.

When he asked the question in his mind, Liu Hong smiled and said, "Of course the team leader is very capable, you little brat, what do you know!"

The circles around Shi Shi's eyes were red, and he groaned, not knowing how to refute, but feeling aggrieved. I obviously learned from others but still didn't understand. How stupid!

Zhang Xuebing patted him on the shoulder and said softly, "It's not that you are stupid, I'm afraid those people in the flea market don't understand!"

Seeing everyone's curiosity, Zhang Xuebing turned around the TV, pointed at the button just now and said.

"Our country's TV signal uses the orthogonal balanced wave line-by-line phase inversion, which is referred to as Pal-D system. The signal system in Screw Country is different, so it will be useless if you twist off the high-frequency head. I just adjusted it.

Receive the signal format at once, it’s that simple!”

The old scholar shook his head and sighed, "I didn't expect that this kind of gadget would have a hidden mechanism inside. I remember back then they vowed to take us to realize modernization together, but they will eat potatoes and beef from us. When the time comes, pat your butt and leave."

It’s outrageous for people to be left with a pile of rags and then use knives and guns!”

The older generation has always been obsessed with that period of history. There is only a thin line between being full of admiration and yearning and feeling deceived. The huge contrast makes this generation's mentality towards that place extremely complicated.

Zhang Xuebing laughed loudly and took the old scholar's arm and said.

"Old principal, they are about to separate. If you want to take revenge, this is your chance!"

The old principal was not as surprised as he was today in his entire life. He pressed Zhang Xuebing's shoulders excitedly, with a complicated look in his eyes, "You think it's true?"

Zhang Xuebing nodded, "Nine times out of ten it's true..."

After Zhang Xuebing finished introducing the current situation, the old scholar raised his head, as if in memory, but also as if sighing, and spoke after a long while.

"If you have a chance, take me there to see it. After all, that was the paradise in my heart back then!"

Zhang Xuebing understood the feelings of these older generations and quickly promised, "Don't worry, as long as I find a way to get there and find a translator, we will leave. If you don't go then, I will drag you along!"

Zhang Xuebing could speak a few words in English, but he didn't understand a word in screw language, so he had to find a translator, otherwise he would be blinded when he got to the north.

The old scholar smiled bitterly and said, "What kind of translator are you looking for? When I was young, I learned screw language!"

It turns out that in the 1950s and 1960s, the two countries were in their honeymoon period. People here had to learn the language from the other country starting in junior high school. There were really not a few older generations who knew the language.

The old scholar continued, "As for the relationship, I might be able to get in touch with you!"

When he said this, it seemed that his heartstrings were touched, and the old scholar's eyes became wet.

Shitou suddenly interrupted, "I've heard a long time ago that the old principal has a sweetheart over there..."

Everyone looked at the old scholar, and they didn't expect that this old man who had been single all his life would actually have some tidbits!

Before Shitou could finish speaking, the old scholar's face turned red with embarrassment. He raised his palm and hit Shitou on the back of his neck.

"You little bastard, if I don't beat you to death today, I will change my surname..."

"Help, the old principal beat someone to death..."