With the help of He Tiantian and Xiaohe, Jiang Qingyue quickly prepared a table full of dishes.
It was the first time for both Gu Shaoping and Xiaohe to eat dishes cooked by Jiang Qingyue, and they were amazed as they ate.
After the meal was finished, both of them were so full that they leaned back in their chairs and sighed.
"Qingyue, the food you cook is so delicious. I'm suddenly so envious of Tiantian."
Jiang Qingyue smiled and said, "That's easy. Next time, come over before dinner time to collect the manuscripts and stay for dinner."
Gu Shaoping was also surprised, "There aren't many young women who can cook as well as you do nowadays!"
After saying this, he looked at Song Zhihe meaningfully.
Song Zhihe chuckled, "Don't you have something to do this afternoon? Go get busy after you finish eating."
Gu Shaoping said unconvincedly, "No, I just finished my meal."
As he was talking, Jiang Qingyue had already made another pot of tea and brought it over.
"Try it. This chrysanthemum was given to me by a local villager when I was in the countryside. It can moisten the lungs and clear internal heat, and is very suitable for the current dry weather."
Song Zhihe took a sip from the cup and nodded, "It's good, but it's a pity that there's not enough honey."
After saying that, Song Zhihe turned his head and looked at Gu Shaoping, "I remember you seem to have a lot of high-quality honey, right?"
Gu Shaoping smiled and said, "Of course not. I'll send two bottles over tomorrow as a gift for moving into a new home."
Jiang Qingyue was about to wave her hand and say no.
Song Zhihe responded, "Don't be polite to him, he ate quite a bit just now."
After drinking tea, several people felt that they had been here for a long time, so they all stood up and left.
Jiang Qingyue was thinking about what she was going to discuss with Song Zhihe, so she called him over and said, "Editor-in-Chief Song, do you have time later? I have something to talk to you about."
Song Zhihe was full of surprise and very happy in his heart, but he still nodded calmly, "Okay."
In the living room, Jiang Weidong and He Tiantian were cleaning the table.
Wang Xiuhe was taking her two children to take a nap in the bedroom.
Jiang Qingyue pointed to a room next door and said, "Let's talk over there."
Song Zhihe was a little surprised, but he quickly followed in.
As soon as I entered the door, I found that this was Jiang Qingyue's study.
It is called a study, but in fact it is just a simple place with a table and a chair.
The desk was piled high with books.
There were also a few pieces of draft paper scattered around.
There were a few wild flowers whose names I couldn't tell in an old vase on the table.
Song Zhihe's mind moved slightly, "Is this where you usually write and study?"
Jiang Qingyue hummed, but didn't notice anything wrong with him. She turned around and took a stack of newspapers.
"Editor Song, here are some advertisements I recently collected from newspapers in other cities. I think this idea is quite novel and creative. I wonder if our newspaper has considered accepting the advertisements?"
Song Zhihe was stunned. He had never expected that Jiang Qingyue would suddenly talk to him about work.
But he still took it and looked at it carefully, then nodded, "I have seen some of these newspapers before. There are indeed signs of advertisements being placed in newspapers in the Shanghai market."
Jiang Qingyue also nodded in agreement. "Yes, in fact, for newspapers, the channels for profit have always been relatively limited. If we can operate commercial advertisements, it should be able to increase a lot of income for newspapers. In this way, there will be more budget to publish and distribute more excellent books."
Song Zhihe pondered for a moment, "But judging from the feedback from the Shanghai Stock Exchange, we have only just started, and the results are not very ideal yet."
This is why he considered it before but gave up.
Once you start this, if you later feel that it is inappropriate and want to remove it, you will be in a passive position.
Jiang Qingyue didn't have so many concerns.
As a modern person, I naturally know how fast the advertising industry is developing.
In a few years, not only in newspapers, but also in magazines, television, etc., the advertisements will be everywhere.
If you want to enter the advertising industry, now is the best time.
"Editor-in-Chief Song, new things always take time to develop, and the public needs time to accept them. However, as the commercial economy develops in the future, the demand for advertising will definitely increase. You can consider it."
Song Zhihe thought for a moment and nodded in agreement.
I didn't expect Jiang Qingyue to be so insightful in these aspects, and to be more far-sighted than I thought.
I couldn't help but be secretly surprised by my discovery.
But I still can't understand why Jiang Qingyue suddenly mentioned this.
So, I asked directly, "Why did you suddenly think of talking to you about this?"
Jiang Qingyue smiled and said, "To be honest, I saved so much money when I bought a house with your help a few days ago. I feel a little guilty about it. Besides, I'm afraid I'll have to trouble you again when Tiantian buys a house later."
"I don't have anything else to offer in return, but I just thought of this and thought it was a good opportunity, so I thought of proposing it to you."
Song Zhihe suddenly realized and thought to himself, no wonder.
This is more like her.
I don't like owing others.
There was no one else in the room, and Song Zhihe suddenly mustered up some courage.
"Jiang Qingyue, we don't have to work out everything so clearly. After all, we are already so familiar with each other. You can come to me if you have any problem."
Seeing Song Zhihe suddenly looking at her affectionately.
Jiang Qingyue's back stiffened, and she realized that they were not on the same channel at all.
All she was thinking about and talking to him about was work.
However, Song Zhihe kept trying to shift the topic to personal feelings.
Jiang Qingyue really doesn't like this ambiguous feeling.
He had never said anything inappropriate to her face before, so Jiang Qingyue couldn't find an excuse.
But now that he has hinted at it, Jiang Qingyue doesn't want to muddle through.
So he raised his head and responded seriously, "Editor-in-Chief Song, at work, you are my leader, and in private, I always treat you as a friend."
"If you don't mind, I hope we can always be work partners and friends."
Song Zhihe was stunned for a moment, and it took him a while to come back to his senses.
He knew that Jiang Qingyue had no plans in that regard for the time being.
That's why he has been hesitant for so long and has never dared to cross the line.
I didn't expect that I would be rejected on the spot after just giving a vague hint today?
This woman was indeed more heartless than he had imagined.
Song Zhihe couldn't help but secretly complain in his heart, and the little thought in his mind just now was immediately dispelled.
He just coughed lightly to cover it up, "Of course. By the way, if there is really an advertisement available later, would you be willing to write it?"
Jiang Qingyue was a little hesitant. On the one hand, she didn't want to have too much interaction with Song Zhihe.
But at the same time, she has been brainwashed by various advertising slogans since she was a child.
Be very clear about what kind of advertising copy will be more attractive.
So writing an advertising copy is a piece of cake.
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