Siheyuan: Qin Huairu relies on me

"Minister Zhao, excuse me... How is the sales of the Dibao now?" Zhang Zhichen asked cautiously.

"Fifty thousand copies were sold today." An Xin whispered.

"How much?"

Yang Jianguo and others were shocked.

"This is only the sales in Dongcheng District."

An Xin straightened her back and said, "After we merged with New Youth, the Dibao sold in all four districts... It is estimated to be around 200,000 to 300,000 copies a day."

"Fuck."

Yang Jianguo almost vomited blood, "Zhao Xiyan, why are you so confused? Such good sales..."

"I don't even have a fucking house, so what sales can I have?" Zhao Xiyan glared, "Didn't you see how scared my wife was yesterday..."

"Who the fuck reported it."

Zhang Zhichen's eyes were red.

"How the hell should I know?"

Zhao Xiyan said impatiently, "Hurry up, give me the contract, let's settle the account... By the way, that GIS 110 is mine."

"That's not worth it."

Yang Jianguo said anxiously, "I'll change it for you to a Red Flag..."

"Really?"

Zhao Xiyan was a little skeptical.

"Of course it's true."

After Li Weimin responded, he said with a bitter face, "Minister Zhao... You don't know that our factory is poor now."

"Don't try this."

Zhao Xiyan was shocked, "The 30% shares belong to our Propaganda Department... You are the leader, and we still have a contract."

"My Minister Zhao... No, Director Zhao." Yang Jianguo said with a smile, "What do you mean by yours and mine? Aren't they all from the factory?"

"No, what did you call me?"

Zhao Xiyan and An Xin both widened their eyes.

"Old Li, do you think Xiao Zhao looks like the acting deputy director?" Yang Jianguo said seriously.

"What acting deputy director?"

Li Weimin said dissatisfiedly, "I think he looks like a deputy director..."

Zhang Zhichen didn't say anything, but looked at Zhao Xiyan with complicated eyes.

This is the deputy director? This guy is not even 20 years old.

"No, you want to bribe me?" Zhao Xiyan took a step back.

"Don't say it so harshly."

Yang Jianguo said hypocritically, "So... 30% of the shares of "Dibao", you keep 10%, and the remaining 20% ​​will be taken by the factory. We are all in the same unit, how can we really let you set the salary of the propaganda department."

"No, absolutely not."

Zhao Xiyan shook his head fiercely, "Director, we didn't say that at the time..."

"Well, you don't give me face, right?"

Yang Jianguo sneered and pointed outside the door, "Go out, I want to make a phone call..."

"Then our account is settled." Zhao Xiyan said in a deep voice.

"Cleared? Grandma."

Yang Jianguo curled his lips and said, "Wait in your office... I'll find you later."

"Hmph."

Zhao Xiyan sneered and walked away with An Xin.

"This kid is quite a character."

Yang Jianguo laughed dumbly.

"Old Yang, if you were 20 years old and published a newspaper with a daily circulation of 200,000... no, 150,000, do you dare to point at the factory director and scold you?" Li Weimin joked.

"That's right, if I had such a talent, the factory director would be nothing... Well, Zhao Xiyan probably thinks the same of me." Yang Jianguo sighed.

"Hahaha."

Li Weimin and Zhang Zhichen burst into laughter.

An hour later.

Wang Fuqing walked into the Propaganda Department with An Zhaoqing.

"Minister Wang, Minister An..."

Wang Dongchun and Li Li, who were discussing work, were startled.

"Where is your minister?" Wang Fuqing said kindly.

"In the office, I'll go call him." Wang Dongchun said loudly.

"The old man is still playing tricks in front of the minister?"

After Yang Jianguo laughed and scolded, he pushed open the door of the office.

"Fuck."

Zhao Xiyan, who was dozing off, was startled.

"Minister Zhao..."

Wang Fuqing walked in happily.

"Minister?"

Zhao Xiyan stood up suddenly.

"Good boy..."

An Zhaoqing laughed and scolded, "At that time I thought you were weird, how could young people talk so well... How long have you been in the factory? You're already the deputy minister."

"It's all because of my leader's cultivation." Zhao Xiyan said with a smile on his face.

"Okay, sit down."

Wang Fuqing waved his hand and took the lead to sit opposite Zhao Xiyan, and the others also sat behind him.

"Minister, I didn't do anything wrong?" Zhao Xiyan whispered.

"You didn't commit a crime? You committed a serious crime." Wang Fuqing sneered, "Who allowed you to borrow money from the factory in your personal name..."

"No, this is allowed by the factory director." Zhao Xiyan said in panic.

"Go to hell, I allocated money to your propaganda department, notBorrow money." Yang Jianguo scolded with a smile.

"Fuck, Old Yang, you are playing this kind of word game with me?" Zhao Xiyan was furious, "If I lose money, I belong to our propaganda department, if I make money, I belong to the factory, right? Do you believe me? I will call my four directors in and hang them in front of you on the spot."

"Cough cough cough..."

The whole office was filled with coughs.

"Not really, not really."

Wang Fuqing hurriedly comforted, "Xiao Zhao, sit down... let's talk slowly."

"Humph."

Zhao Xiyan's expression eased a little, but he still stared at Yang Jianguo.

"The leaders above have read your newspaper, and the novels are well written... The column "Workers' Mutual Aid" is even better." Wang Fuqing said with a smile on his face, "You have vision and know to cooperate with "New Youth"... but the share distribution is not appropriate. ”

“No, the share distribution is not appropriate, you find…”

Before Zhao Xiyan finished speaking, the door was pushed open.

“Old Wang, what do you mean? You bully me?” Wan Youlin said angrily.

“Editor-in-chief Jin, this is not right. Why do you still want to call the parents?” Wang Fuqing scolded with a smile.

“Fuck you, you bully my people, and you don’t allow him to complain?” Wan Youlin scolded, then looked at Zhao Xiyan and said, “Xiao Zhao, I asked you to come here, look…how well your newspaper is doing?”

“A newspaper with a daily sales of 200,000 is the only one in the city.”

“Minister Wan, our leader has been very kind to me, let’s not talk about this anymore. "Zhao Xiyan said seriously.

"Ahem........."

Zhang Zhichen and Yang Jianguo coughed at the same time, then looked at each other with disgust in their eyes.

You have done him a favor.

...

"Okay, since you have made up your mind, I will not persuade you anymore." Wan Youlin sighed and glared, "Old Wang... You dare to bully my people, right? Go out and fight."

"Wow."

Everyone looked at him in horror.

This old guy is gentle and polite, but I didn't expect him to be so reckless.

"Fuck you, you think you are still in the army, right?" Wang Fuqing said with a smile, "I won't talk nonsense with you... Xiao Zhao is capable, but he is too young. After the merger of the two newspapers, it will be renamed "Workers' Daily". Our Ministry of Industry will account for 60%. "

"60%? "

Wan Youlin was shocked and angry, "You might as well go and rob a credit union..."

"I'm not discussing this with you."

Wang Fuqing sneered, "I've already submitted the report, and the leader has approved it."

"Do you really think I don't know anything?" Wan Youlin said disdainfully, "The leader said it's a 50-50 split... We'll lead this newspaper."

Hiss.

Zhao Xiyan suddenly felt a little toothache.

These two old guys, not a word of truth.