Siheyuan: Qin Huairu relies on me

"Minister Zhao, excuse me for asking...how are the sales of the Dibao now?" Zhang Zhichen asked cautiously.

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

"How many?"

Yang Jianguo and others were horrified.

“This is just the sales volume in the East City District.”

An Xin straightened her back and said, "After we merged with New Youth, the four districts all sold Dibao... I estimate that the number of copies sold is around 200,000 to 300,000 per day."

"Fuck."

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

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

"Who the hell reported it?"

Zhang Zhichen's eyes turned red.

"How the hell do I know?"

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

"It's not worth it."

Yang Jianguo said anxiously, "I'll change the Red Flag for you..."

"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 very poor now."

"Don't try that."

Zhao Xiyan was horrified. "Those 30% of the shares belong to our Propaganda Department... You are the leaders, and we still have a contract."

"My Minister Zhao... No, Director Zhao." Yang Jianguo said with a pleasant face, "What do you mean by yours or mine? Aren't these 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 is suitable to be the acting deputy factory director?" Yang Jianguo asked seriously.

"What acting deputy director?"

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

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

This guy is the deputy factory director? He's 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, "How about this... You keep 10% of the 30% shares of the Dibao, and the factory takes the remaining 20%. We are all from the same unit, so how can we let you set the salary of the Propaganda Department?"

"No, absolutely not."

Zhao Xiyan shook his head fiercely and said, "Director, that's not what we said at the time..."

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

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

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

"Cleared? Grandma."

Yang Jianguo pouted and said, "Go to your office and wait... I'll find you later."

"Humph."

Zhao Xiyan sneered and left with An Xin.

"This kid has quite a bit of personality."

Yang Jianguo burst out laughing.

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

"That's true. If I had such ability, the factory director would be nothing... Well, that kid Zhao Xiyan probably thinks the same of me." Yang Jianguo sighed.

"Hahaha."

Li Weimin and Zhang Zhichen burst into laughter.

after an hour.

Wang Fuqing took An Zhaoqing into the Propaganda Department.

"Minister Wang, Minister An..."

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

"Where is your minister?" Wang Fuqing asked in a kind tone.

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

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

After Yang Jianguo cursed with a smile, 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 a young person be so talkative... How long have you been in the factory? You're already the deputy director."

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

"Okay, everyone, sit down."

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

"Minister, I haven't done anything wrong, have I?" Zhao Xiyan said in a low voice.

"You didn't commit any 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'm allocating money to your Propaganda Department, not borrowing money." Yang Jianguo scolded with a smile.

"Fuck, Lao Yang, you are playing this kind of word game with me?" Zhao Xiyan was furious. "If I lose, I will be in our Propaganda Department. If I win, I will be in the factory, right? Do you believe me or not, 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 coughing.

"Not really, not really."

Wang Fuqing hurriedly comforted him, "Xiao Zhao, please 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. The novels you write are good... and the column 'Workers' Mutual Aid' is even better." Wang Fuqing said with a smile on his face, "You have vision. You know to cooperate with 'New Youth'... But the share allocation is not appropriate."

"No, the share distribution is not appropriate, you find..."

Before Zhao Xiyan could finish his words, the door was pushed open.

"Old Wang, what do you mean? Are you bullying me?" Wan Youlin said angrily.

"Editor-in-Chief Jin, this is not right. Why do you still need to call the parents?" Wang Fuqing scolded with a smile.

"Fuck you, you bullied my people and you don't allow him to complain?" Wan Youlin cursed and looked at Zhao Xiyan and said, "Xiao Zhao, I asked you to come to my place, look... how well your newspaper is doing?"

"A newspaper with a daily sales volume of 200,000 copies is the only one of its kind in the city."

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

"Cough cough cough..."

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

You owe him nothing for his kindness.

……

"Okay, since you have made up your mind, I will not persuade you any more." Wan Youlin sighed and glared, "Old Wang... you dare to bully my people, right? Let's go out and fight."

"Ouch."

Everyone looked at him in horror.

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

"Fuck you, you still think you're in the army, right?" Wang Fuqing said, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, "I won't waste my words with you... Xiao Zhao is capable, but he's too young. After the two newspapers merge, they will be renamed Workers' Daily, and our Ministry of Industry will own 60% of the shares."

"Sixty percent?"

Wan Youlin was shocked and angry, "Why don't you just rob a credit union..."

"I'm not discussing this with you."

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

"Do you really think I know nothing?" Wan Youlin said disdainfully, "The leader said it's a 50-50 split... We will lead this newspaper."

hiss.

Zhao Xiyan suddenly felt a toothache.

These two old guys never tell the truth.