Rich in the 70s: I Made a Rugged Veteran a Millionaire novel Chapter 78

Chapter 78: Chapter 78: Cleaning the Toilet

Jiang Cheng left the bookstore and headed to the newspaper office.

Thanks to the success of their last theater collaboration, Jiang Cheng smoothly met with the leaders at the newspaper office.

The newspaper leader sipped tea and listened to Jiang Cheng’s straightforward words.

"Regarding anti-kidnapping and anti-fraud propaganda, without the newspaper’s support, our night school can’t manage on its own."

The newspaper leader’s smile broadened.

"The higher-ups are very concerned about this issue and have specifically allocated funds for us to conduct propaganda..."

The newspaper leader slowed down his tea-drinking movements.

...

After finishing the routine pitch, Jiang Cheng started using sweet talk.

"Our theme is close to people’s lives and closely related to their safety. The public loves these kinds of stories. If we can form a series, we can compete with the provincial newspaper."

"At that time, you, Director, will be the first to lead our city newspaper into the provincial newspaper."

...

The director of the newspaper seemed to envision the day he successfully entered the provincial newspaper.

"Good!"

With one word, the trip to the newspaper office was a success.

Jiang Cheng left the newspaper office, jotting down notes about it in her little notebook.

Currently, there’s Xinhua Bookstore’s translation, newspaper promotion, and developing other promotional channels.

And the issue of the backpacks at the textile factory, she wasn’t sure how Factory Director Fang was considering it.

If it really doesn’t work out, she’ll push harder.

Planning all the way, Jiang Cheng arrived at the train station.

Since ancient times, train stations have always been the most crowded places.

After observing for a while, Jiang Cheng, utilizing her exceptional social skills, made her way into the train station’s police bureau.

She produced the newspaper, an introduction letter from the night school, and her translation certificate to clarify her intentions.

"All we do is propaganda to help the public become more vigilant, while you are the real heroes, rushing to the front line, bravely venturing into dangerous places."

"They say heroes bleed but don’t cry, but I think it’s better if heroes neither bleed nor cry."

"I have some flyers here. I’m thinking if we could post them in some visible places at the train station, curious people might take a look. Even if only one person reads it, it’s not posted in vain."

Jiang Cheng placed her homemade flyers on the table, and the person opposite picked them up to take a look.

Quite novel.

At present, promotional methods are almost nonexistent. Jiang Cheng, who has experienced the explosion of modern information flows, produced promotional pamphlets that felt refreshing.

Besides, just posting some flyers doesn’t waste time or manpower, so why not?

After her success, Jiang Cheng, through police introduction, met with a person in charge at the train station.

In the end, using her gift of gab, she managed to leave many flyers behind.

The stationmaster promised to post them on trains.

This brought about moving publicity.

Jiang Cheng praised generously, elevating the importance, making the other party feel that not posting them was like going against the people!

After leaving the train station, Jiang Cheng, holding the flyers, planned to visit various factories.

The delivery trucks from factories are also a mobile publicity line.

The most crucial part is that it’s free.

These factories are almost all ones that have watched the theater performances, so securing their cooperation is not a problem.

Jiang Cheng’s first stop was the printing factory.

There was no choice, the flyers weren’t enough.

But this time, Jiang Cheng didn’t rely on "borrowing"; she openly used the funds given by the night school to print a batch of flyers.

When the printing factory director received the money, he suspected it was counterfeit and couldn’t believe Jiang Cheng was actually going to pay.

It wasn’t until Jiang Cheng left that he realized.

The printing factory director, holding the money, pondered, "Could there be some trap?"

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