The Rebirth of 88s Begins with a Carpenter

 As soon as this question was raised.

 Everyone listened with interest.

 Jiang Kuan and Wang Bing knew that behind this topic, there must be a kind of flattery for themselves.

 But before the words of flattery were uttered, they had no reason to decline modestly first.

 And Han Wei was even more interested.

 After all, she did raise this question. What she is interested in is, how should the boss take the next plate?

 Should we continue to tell the truth, or raise some clever issues?

 Only Xiao Tong, who was thinking about things along the way, looked confused.

Wu Yuan continued: "I replied, without journalists as the eyes and mouthpieces of ordinary people, how much can we ordinary people understand about the rapid changes in this world every day?"

 As soon as the words came out of my mouth.

 Sounds ordinary.

However, as journalists, Jiang Kuan and Wang Bing were horrified and moved.

Even the words of modest refusal that I had prepared were choked in my throat and I couldn't say them out.

  Long time.

Jiang Kuan came back to his senses, but could only sigh sincerely: "No wonder Editor-in-Chief Liang has such high regard for you, Boss Wu. It is really Boss Wu that your knowledge and astuteness are the best among all the people I have met in my life." .”

Wang Bing echoed: "Yes, there are many carpenters in China. Perhaps the number of people who have achieved Boss Wu's level can be counted on one hand."

 How about saying that he is a reporter.

This astuteness is what makes you truly professional.

 Not only professional, but also smart and informative.

Xiao Tongdu blurted out out of curiosity: "Reporter Wang, besides our boss, who else is there?"

 The result does not wait for Wang Bing’s answer.

Han Wei started counting on his fingers.

 After counting, Wang Bing aroused a burst of admiration, "He is indeed a top student of Peking University. He is well-informed and involved in many things."

 While chatting and laughing, a group of waiters filed in.

 Bring six cold dishes, four hot dishes, and a dozen Coca-Cola.

Wu Yuan looked at the situation and distributed the Coca-Cola, then picked up the chopsticks and said: "Reporter Jiang, Reporter Wang, all the dishes have been served, and it will take a while. Let's eat and chat."

Reporter Jiang was extremely tolerant and said: "Boss Wu, if you want to drink on this occasion, we can also encourage you to have a few drinks with you."

Wu Yuan waved his hand and said: "To tell you the truth, I am not addicted to tobacco or alcohol. Besides, all of you here are ladies, and there is no reason to drink together. However, I have prepared some small gifts for the two reporters. I hope you don't dislike it. .”

 “Boss Wu, you are too polite.”

　　Although there was no wine, the feast was a good one.

As a VIP customer of the Asian Games Village Hotel, the chef used his special skills to prepare this dinner.

Everyone tasted the delicious food and drank Coca-Cola, and everyone relaxed.

After calming his stomach for a while, Wu Yuan began to talk: "It's been a long time since the two reporters worked hard. The newspaper reports on the Asian Games Village project have always been popular. I am very satisfied."

 “I’ll give you a toast to the two reporters with a Coke instead of wine.”

Han Wei said in astonishment: "Boss, could it be that you personally arranged the reports about the Asian Games Village project in the newspapers?"

Xiao Tong muttered in astonishment: "The boss can only arrange positive reports, right?"

Jiang Kuan turned around and said to Han Wei beside him: "Yes, your boss personally arranged it."

On the other side, Wang Bing also turned to Xiao Tong and said: "Unfortunately, several of the sharp negative reports were written by me personally."

Wu Yuan finished a sip of Coca-Cola with the two reporters, put it down and said, "This is what I want you to gain knowledge about today, the application of public opinion tools in planning..."

 Then everyone chatted while eating. When Han Wei heard about the rise, he didn’t even bother to pay attention to the delicious food in front of him.

 After all, the theory in the textbook has become a living reality around us. Who can not be excited about this?

She even felt that what she learned in the first few days after joining the job was almost more than what she gained in one year of college.

 As expected, true knowledge comes from practice.

While I was still gnawing at the book, my boss was already learning and applying it here, killing everyone.

 In contrast, Xiao Tong, who had already seen Wu Yuan's prowess, felt the suppressed shame in his heart reappear.

  She realized that she was simply stupid.

 When the boss said he wanted to take her to learn more, she only thought of those things at the first time and hesitated.

 Almost missed such a good opportunity.

 Wait until the wine has passed three rounds and the dishes have passed the five flavors.

After everyone had almost calmed down, Wu Yuan made arrangements: "Public opinion is actually an indispensable and important part of the plan. From now on, the work of connecting with the two big reporters will be handed over to you two."

“You two must study hard with these two great journalists, work closely together, and strive to save our Asian Games Village project from the fire with a first-class plan.”

 The words are inspiring.

 Sounds exciting.

Han Wei and Xiao Tong nodded in unison, but Wang Bing did not forget to pull Wu Yuan and said: "We mainly look at where Boss Wu points, and we will fight wherever he points."

 Jiang Kuan picked up the Coke and said, "My opponent, Boss Wu, the strategic commander, is also indispensable."

 It is quiet in the dead of night.

 Xiao Tong lay on the bed and murmured: "I am so stupid!"

Han Wei turned over and counted reflexively: "One hundred and thirty-eight times!"

 “Oh, I am so stupid!”

“One hundred and thirty-nine times!” Han Wei said on the verge of collapse: “Are you finished?”

Xiao Tong covered his head in the quilt and said angrily: "I am really too stupid!"

 “One hundred and forty times!”

At this point, Han Wei simply sat up and said, "Come on, since I can't sleep, I'll go over our planning report and see how to add public opinion offensive."

 Xiao Tong suddenly ejected and said: "I'm with you!"

Han Wei was about to refuse.

Xiao Tong was the first to say: "Otherwise, I can only be a repeater for one night."

 “Then let’s get together.”

Three days have passed in the blink of an eye, April 5th is Tomb-Sweeping Day.

Han Wei and Xiao Tong both came to Wu Yuan's office and placed a typescript that smelled of ink in front of Wu Yuan.

Wu Yuan picked it up and scanned it.

 Very quickly, about ten minutes.

 But these ten minutes were extremely long for Han Wei and Xiao Tong.

Until Wu Yuan put the printed copy of the project on the table, nodded and said, "That's about right. What are you going to do next?"

Han Wei and Xiao Tong exchanged glances.

Then Han Weihui reported: “We plan to give the concept of the first-runner-up Ji Zhai in the Asian Games Village apartment to two big reporters to explore the road first and whet the appetite of potential home buyers.”

“This will be coupled with the upcoming collaborative design of a large-scale commercial shopping mall by Tenda and Hasel, which will increase the hotspots and attractions of the Asian Games Village community and maintain the popularity of the project..."