Jiang Wanyue took out the note issued by the brigade and walked to the gate.
She smiled and said, "Hello, I am the deputy secretary of Xiaojing Brigade. Last year, our brigade's hybrid rice experiment was successful. Director Niu personally went to our brigade to interview us. He ate at the villagers' homes during those days. Director Niu always said that we have rich food there. Now, I happened to be in the provincial capital and brought some local specialties to Director Niu. They are not valuable things. I want to give them to Director Niu in person. I wonder if it is convenient?"
The news about hybrid rice last year shocked people both at home and abroad, and made China very proud. There was no one in the country who did not know about it.
The gatekeeper was an old man, who said admiringly, "Your Xiaojing Brigade was mentioned in the news at that time. It was your brigade cadres who dared to be the first and were brave enough to innovate that created a world miracle. Please wait a moment, I will go in to see if Director Niu is busy."
Jiang Wanyue smiled and nodded: "Thank you for your hard work, uncle."
Du Juan, who was standing next to her, was extremely shocked. She had just been wondering whether Director Niu would meet the factory director.
I never expected that the factory director would use the hybrid rice project as a starting point.
When Director Niu went to the countryside to interview, he lived and ate with the villagers and was very interested in the hybrid rice experimental process. No matter what, he should have given the factory director this face.
Sure enough, the old man came back and said, "Director Niu is not busy, please follow me in."
Jiang Wanyue took out a small bag of duck eggs from the bag and said, "Thank you for passing on the message. These are salted duck eggs produced by our brigade. Please take them back and feed them to the children. Don't refuse."
The old man pushed it twice symbolically, then put it away and put it in the drawer. When he walked in with Jiang Wanyue, his attitude became more warm.
We soon arrived at the editorial department. Walking through the busy office, we saw busy editors. Most of them were writing manuscripts by hand. There was only one very bulky and primitive computer... Walking to the end, we reached Director Niu's office.
The old man led them there and left.
Jiang Wanyue knocked on the door, and a deep voice came from inside: "Come in."
"Director Niu!" She walked in with an enthusiastic look on her face. "It's been a year since we last met. I wonder if Director Niu still remembers me. I'm Xiao Jiang!"
Director Niu was a man in his fifties. He put down the newspaper, looked up, and laughed: "I guessed it was you. I lived in your brigade for a few days last year, and the villagers talked about you the most. How could I not remember you? Come, sit down, and have a cup of tea."
Jiang Wanyue and Du Juan walked in and sat down.
She handed over the salted duck eggs and some vegetables she was carrying. "They are produced in the village and are not worth much. Director, take them back and feed them to the children."
"I wanted to do an exclusive interview with you last year, but you avoided me every day. You came to the Provincial Daily today, not just to give me some local specialties, right?" Director Niu pushed his glasses and said, "Don't beat around the bush with me. Just tell me what you want to say."
Jiang Wanyue said a little embarrassedly: "The older you are, the wiser you are. I really can't hide my thoughts from the director. It's like this. Our factory opened a store in the province. It opened in June. It has been more than two months now. The business is still okay, but something happened recently..."
She briefly recounted the incident.
Director Liu looked incredulous.
He quickly opened today's newspaper.
He is the editor-in-chief and is only responsible for reviewing major news, such as the international situation, domestic policies, etc. He will not spend time reviewing and paying attention to grassroots news such as public sentiment and public opinion, so he is not aware of what Jiang Wanyue said.
I opened the newspaper and saw a half-page report at the back. The article started by introducing the store, followed by some interviews with the public and a photo of the store. The official did not make any comment on the incident, but only reported the whole thing in full. Even so, it would have caused a very bad impact.
"We journalists should verify everything before reporting it, instead of just interviewing a few people and putting it in the newspaper. You know, public opinion can kill people!" Director Niu looked at the editor-in-chief and said, "Xiao Liu, come in!"
With a loud shout, the editors outside were trembling with fear. After a while, a young man pushed the door open and walked in, saying cautiously, "Director."
Director Niu also had a bad temper. He picked up the newspaper and threw it at Xiao Liu's head: "A duck has eight legs. Why are people panicking? Are you responsible for this news?"
Xiao Liu picked up the newspaper and said, "Yes, I was the one who interviewed, edited, and proofread this news..."
"Oh! I lived in Xiaojing Brigade for three days and visited their factory from time to time. I know exactly what kind of fish and ducks they use!" Director Niu said coldly, "Even if you haven't been to Xiaojing Brigade, use your pig brain to think about it. Can a duck have eight legs and eight wings? Huh?!"
Xiao Liu panicked all of a sudden: "I, I..."
When he got anxious, he couldn't speak.
Director Niu said angrily: "The newspaper has been published. It is too late to withdraw it. Now contact the provincial evening newspaper and write an article to clarify the matter."
The evening paper is printed in the afternoon and distributed in the evening, so it's still in time now.
Jiang Wanyue said: "Director, can you listen to my advice?"
Director Niu's expression suddenly changed, and he said kindly, "You go ahead."
Jiang Wanyue said calmly, "I don't think the clarification is strong enough to write a news report now. First, the rumor has been deeply rooted in people's minds. It can't be dispelled by a short report. Second, the circulation of the provincial daily newspaper is much larger than that of the evening newspaper. Many people who read the daily newspaper don't read the evening newspaper. They are not the same group at all."
Director Niu frowned: "So what do you mean?"
"I suggest making this news into a series of news." Jiang Wanyue said with a smile, "The news published today is the first report, which mainly reports on the public's views on the rumors and the various impacts caused. The second report will be published tomorrow, soliciting enthusiastic citizens to visit the unscrupulous factory and see the duck with eight legs and eight wings with their own eyes. In a few days, the third report will be published, and enthusiastic citizens who have visited the factory will come forward to tell their own stories, and the rumors will naturally be broken."
Xiao Liu said hurriedly: "After today's news was released, some people did call and wanted to see what the duck looked like with their own eyes."
"Write clearly in the news that the newspaper will pay for 100 citizens to visit the shady factory in Xiaojing Brigade for free, including transportation, food and accommodation. I believe many people will be willing to sign up." Jiang Wanyue said, "On the surface, the newspaper pays, but in fact, our factory will subsidize this part of the money, and will never let the newspaper suffer a loss. In addition, after the visit, our factory will solicit essays and award first, second and third prizes. The first prize is 1,000 yuan in cash, the second prize is 800 yuan, the third prize is 500 yuan, and the excellent prize is 100 yuan."
Director Niu looked at her with admiration: "This way, not only can we dispel the rumors, but we can also promote your work. This is a really smart move!"
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