Rich in the 70s: I Made a Rugged Veteran a Millionaire-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?"

*

Leaving the printing factory, Jiang Cheng was slightly fatigued but still enthusiastically headed towards the quadrangle courtyard.

On the way home, a familiar silhouette appeared ahead.

"Grandma Shen?"

Holding a broom, Grandma Shen’s back tensed upon hearing Jiang Cheng’s voice. She wanted to turn around but also wanted to flee. In the end, she awkwardly turned around and pretended to be at ease, asking, "You’re back."

Jiang Cheng didn’t speak, but she looked at Grandma Shen’s attire.

Old clothes, worn shoes, a grey-blue scarf wrapped around her face, and the dustpan and broom in her hands exuded a pungent smell.

"Who told you to clean the toilets?"

Jiang Cheng was already angry, and she had her suspicions.

"How many days has it been?"

Grandma Shen initially wanted to brush it off, but after hearing Jiang Cheng’s question, she simply gave up trying to struggle and said, "Five days."

"Yang Guilan’s mother, Director Hu?"

"Possibly, but she didn’t show up."

Grandma Shen honestly said, "It’s not a big deal, I can handle it! She’ll forget about it after a while."

"Don’t clash with her. It’s not that we’re afraid, but people like her only get more energized when paid attention to. If we ignore her, she finds it boring, and the matter will pass."

Grandma Shen didn’t expect Jiang Cheng to come back from that direction at this time.

She deliberately avoided that route every day.

"Sister Shen, all done———"

Li Chunxiang’s own mother came from another direction, dressed exactly like Grandma Shen.

Jiang Cheng looked at Grandma Shen.

Grandma Shen explained, "She wanted to help me herself, I didn’t really ask her to come!"

Li Chunxiang’s mother quickly said:

"Jiang Cheng is back, don’t worry, Sister Shen and I, along with Sister Lao Sun, are helping too. It’s alright, you don’t need to worry."

Jiang Cheng didn’t show any signs of anger. Instead, she went over to help Grandma Shen with the dustpan and broom.

"No way! They’re too dirty!"

Grandma Shen dodged and said she wouldn’t let Jiang Cheng take them no matter what.

Li Chunxiang’s mother went as far as to take them into her own hands.

"Alright, alright, I’ve got them all!"

Seeing she couldn’t win the tug of war, Jiang Cheng turned to switch her bicycle, heading in a different direction.

"Grandma Shen, I still have something to do, I’ll be back later."

With that, Jiang Cheng sped off on her bike, leaving Grandma Shen muttering slightly worried, "Hope nothing goes wrong."

"What could go wrong! Even if there is, there’s nothing to fear. That’s Jiang Cheng we’re talking about, she’s incredible!"

Li Chunxiang’s mother expressed boundless confidence in Jiang Cheng, which truly reassured Grandma Shen.

Grandma Shen picked up her broom and dustpan, saying, "Who would’ve thought you and I would stand together."

"Indeed! I know I’m a bit opportunistic, harsh with words, not easy to get along with, but if you just think that I’m on your side, doesn’t it feel comforting?"

Grandma Shen thought for a moment, then burst into laughter.

"You know, you’re right about that!"

The two elderly women laughed heartily as they returned to the courtyard together.

On the other side, Jiang Cheng visited the textile factory and stayed for more than half an hour at Jian Yueer’s home.

After coming out, Jiang Cheng returned to the courtyard.

Grandma Shen watched for quite a while but saw nothing unusual; the four of them went about eating and drinking as usual.

After the meal and before the formal start of the five-person study group, Jiang Cheng informed Shen Xing about the phone call.

"Your big brother is out on a mission. I’ve informed them to have him call night school when he returns."

"Sister...."

"Don’t worry, you say your big brother is the best! He can even deal with Lin Chengyuan with one hand, right?"

Shen Xing smiled and confirmed, "Yes! My big brother is super awesome!"