Then let's talk about the cost. Comrade Qian, what time period do you need to place the advertisement, how long does it take, and how much can you pay for it. "
"It's best to air it between 6pm and 8pm, with a 90-second ad." Qian Xiaolan answered, then threw the question back:
"As for the cost, I am only the boss of a small factory after all, so I don't know much about it. It will be decided by Director Xue and the leaders."
Director Xue thought for a moment and said to Qian Xiaolan, "To be honest, our radio station has never received such an order. We need some time to discuss it.
How about this, I'll have someone take Comrade Qian to the lounge to rest for a while, and we'll talk later, what do you think?"
Qian Xiaolan nodded, stood up and walked out.
Director Xue and Su Su escorted Qian Xiaolan out of the meeting room and called a female comrade over, asking her to take Qian Xiaolan to the lounge or show her around.
Qian Xiaolan didn't want to rest, so she chose the latter.
The radio stations at that time were completely incomparable to those decades later.
As Qian Xiaolan walked along, there were only two words in her mind - shabby.
It's really shabby.
Paint-peeled walls, outdated facilities, thick files piled up on the desks, manuscripts spread out, and staff members either writing furiously or in deep thought.
And the gray clothes worn by the male employees.
Fortunately, women's clothing has some color, otherwise it would be depressing to look at such monotonous colors all day long.
Qian Xiaolan is a person with a sense of boundaries. She did not enter any office, and when she passed by, she just stood at the door and took a look inside.
Ten minutes later, Qian Xiaolan stood outside a recording studio.
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