Chapter 159: 159
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Time is the biggest enemy of human beings. It is tireless, never stops, and keeps moving forward.
The next day came in a flash, October 3. At breakfast time, Andy smiled and looked at the supplement of the New York Observer on the dining table. He was happy not only because he completely disabled Tom, but also because the total sales volume of the two days reached 500000. The observer was not a daily newspaper, but a weekly newspaper. The price was much higher The profit is considerable.
As for the occupied market, Andy didn't expect to achieve more than 200000 sales every week, but now at least he has walked out of Manhattan and radiated the whole new york city. 100000 copies can still be guaranteed, and 80000 or 90000 copies can be guaranteed at the worst. In this way, the newspaper can achieve the goal of turning loss into profit, and operate the network version more freely. The most important thing is the newspaper Paper increased intangible assets, credibility and influence through this report.
TV in the living room is broadcasting the picture of Tom being taken away from home by the FBI. Andy cuts a piece of fried beef made by Li Wanqing and sends it to the entrance, chewing it slowly.
After breakfast, Andy doesn't want to stay at home. The dust has settled. Even if he goes out now, he will be surrounded by some reporters and paparazzi, but he won't exaggerate as much as the two days before. The newspaper office must go there to have a look in person, and it's necessary to comfort the staff. After all, they have been working hard these two days, whether it's face to face It's still the pressure of the chief editor being taken away to assist in the investigation. Andy, as a big boss, can't say without appearing. Make complaints about car park.
, under Joseph's protection, Andy got into the car smoothly. Now even the car park has a dog and a reporter to watch. He has been unable to tuck up. Well, he is a bit of a suspect. He is still a little proud of himself. Being a celebrity is not an ordinary pursuit. It's not normal.
When they came to the newspaper office, the employees saw the big boss coming, they all stood up spontaneously and clapped their hands. They knew that this kind of big news could not be published by the chief editor without the big boss nodding his head. Although the big boss was young, his courage was amazing. Such a big man was killed by their newspaper office, which definitely made them boast in front of other peers Put it.
Andy, with a charming smile, also clapped his palm. At last, he pressed his palm slightly and said loudly, "thank you for your hard work these two days. Overtime pay will be paid to you in cash. At the same time, everyone has a cup of coffee. You can relax before work. Thank you!"
Whistling, cheering, talking, the scene suddenly became noisy. Andy just smiled through the crowd, walked to the door of the editor's office, and hugged Pete Kaplan who had been standing at the door.
"Pete, we made it!"
"Yes, boss, we have succeeded. At present, the subscription calls of our marketing department are almost hotlines. The specific number hasn't been calculated yet, but 10 copies are no longer a problem!" Said pitkaplan in a trembling voice.
"Let's talk in your office. They won't be at ease here. Ha ha." He looked back at the financial staff and all kinds of excited employees who were arranging to pay overtime, and took the lead in Pete's chief editor's office.
After the two sat down, Andy asked in a relaxed voice, "yesterday I went to their New York headquarters, didn't I get any unfair treatment?"
"Ha ha, how could it be? I asked a few questions regularly. I kept silent all the time. Albert answered them for me. They were also on business. They came out in more than an hour. After calling you, I went back to the newspaper office to sit in town." Pete Kaplan replied with a smile.
"Well, after I answered your phone, I realized that I forgot to ask you about the specific process. You, too, said that I came out, and there was no following!" Andy laughed and joked.
"Ha ha, I'm not worried about the pressure of the staff in the newspaper office. I just want to hurry back and settle down..."
Andy smiled and continued to ask, "it's almost over. The newspaper has gained a lot this time. What's your plan next?"
Pete Kaplan stood up, went to his desk, opened the drawer, took out a brown paper bag from it, and came back to Andy.
Andy couldn't help but take a puff from the corner of his eye, staring at Pete Kaplan's eyes, and said incredulously, "here... Is this from the informant again? "
Pete Kaplan said with a wry smile and shaking his head: "it's not that person. It's the informant from our newspaper's gold medal reporter who gave him..."
"Stop, stop. You just think I don't know, and I don't want to see the contents. You can do it. As long as it's not an outrageous opponent, once the truth of the information is determined, report it. It seems that through this explosion, our newspaper has become a black material collection station! " Andy shook his hand a little bit in a headache, refused to check the information in Pete's hands, said rather distressed.
"Well, that's Tom. We dare to report such big people. People with such materials will naturally trust our credibility and courage. I think it's just the beginning, and there will be more in the future. At least we don't have to worry about the sales volume of our newspapers at all!" Pete Kaplan said with a smile and a cough when he saw that the young boss had eaten the fly."Well, it's only once for people like Tom. Some things can't be done too much. Otherwise, they will be blacklisted. In the future, we don't want to get any news from the government. We don't need to inform me if we are not too far fetched rivals. Of course, we need to send a briefing to me before finalizing the draft." Andy knew this time because Tom was abandoned by the elephants first, or he might be crushed.
"OK, I see. By the way, boss, the invitation you just received this morning invites you to attend the charity auction dinner for alleviating the food crisis in Africa led by the New York Times and the Wall Street Journal on Wednesday night. This is the invitation. " Pete Kaplan suddenly remembered the invitation he received this morning, walked quickly to his desk, picked up a red envelope, came back and handed it to Andy.
Andy picks it up, opens the envelope, pulls out the invitation card, looks up and looks up at Pete. "Did I invite myself?"
"Ha ha, I have it, boss. Would you like to attend?"
"Go, of course, this kind of charity party is to attend. After all, it's a good thing. To be honest, I know something about the famine in Africa this year. It's tragic. If I can help them, I'll do my best. The key is that I'm not familiar with people in the same industry. I hope you can introduce it to me then." Andy's face shows pity. He's not fake compassion. He's really pitying the African children in famine. It's so miserable.
Hunger is absolutely a pain that human beings can't resist. The world has developed to such an extent that many people are starving to death. It's a tragedy. In the past, he was an ordinary person. Even if he saw the news, he also pitied those starving children, but he could do nothing. After all, his ability is limited and there is no way to help. (well, don't mention the beauty of the Chinese Empire. Be upset.)
"Boss, if you decide to participate, you need to bring one or two items you want to auction. All newspaper owners will prepare one or two items for auction. Then I will send someone to the organizing committee, and the proceeds will be used as charity money." Pitkaplan nodded heavily, and finally added.
"Well! OK, I'll go home and find out what's right. " Andy thought he could just shoot a few things, but he didn't expect to produce his own. But it's also good. He has to do more good deeds. He has gone through the cycle of cause and effect. Is there any way to return good and evil?
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Time is the biggest enemy of human beings. It is tireless, never stops, and keeps moving forward.
The next day came in a flash, October 3. At breakfast time, Andy smiled and looked at the supplement of the New York Observer on the dining table. He was happy not only because he completely disabled Tom, but also because the total sales volume of the two days reached 500000. The observer was not a daily newspaper, but a weekly newspaper. The price was much higher The profit is considerable.
As for the occupied market, Andy didn't expect to achieve more than 200000 sales every week, but now at least he has walked out of Manhattan and radiated the whole new york city. 100000 copies can still be guaranteed, and 80000 or 90000 copies can be guaranteed at the worst. In this way, the newspaper can achieve the goal of turning loss into profit, and operate the network version more freely. The most important thing is the newspaper Paper increased intangible assets, credibility and influence through this report.
TV in the living room is broadcasting the picture of Tom being taken away from home by the FBI. Andy cuts a piece of fried beef made by Li Wanqing and sends it to the entrance, chewing it slowly.
After breakfast, Andy doesn't want to stay at home. The dust has settled. Even if he goes out now, he will be surrounded by some reporters and paparazzi, but he won't exaggerate as much as the two days before. The newspaper office must go there to have a look in person, and it's necessary to comfort the staff. After all, they have been working hard these two days, whether it's face to face It's still the pressure of the chief editor being taken away to assist in the investigation. Andy, as a big boss, can't say without appearing. Make complaints about car park.
, under Joseph's protection, Andy got into the car smoothly. Now even the car park has a dog and a reporter to watch. He has been unable to tuck up. Well, he is a bit of a suspect. He is still a little proud of himself. Being a celebrity is not an ordinary pursuit. It's not normal.
When they came to the newspaper office, the employees saw the big boss coming, they all stood up spontaneously and clapped their hands. They knew that this kind of big news could not be published by the chief editor without the big boss nodding his head. Although the big boss was young, his courage was amazing. Such a big man was killed by their newspaper office, which definitely made them boast in front of other peers Put it.
Andy, with a charming smile, also clapped his palm. At last, he pressed his palm slightly and said loudly, "thank you for your hard work these two days. Overtime pay will be paid to you in cash. At the same time, everyone has a cup of coffee. You can relax before work. Thank you!"
Whistling, cheering, talking, the scene suddenly became noisy. Andy just smiled through the crowd, walked to the door of the editor's office, and hugged Pete Kaplan who had been standing at the door.
"Pete, we made it!"
"Yes, boss, we have succeeded. At present, the subscription calls of our marketing department are almost hotlines. The specific number hasn't been calculated yet, but 10 copies are no longer a problem!" Said pitkaplan in a trembling voice.
"Let's talk in your office. They won't be at ease here. Ha ha." He looked back at the financial staff and all kinds of excited employees who were arranging to pay overtime, and took the lead in Pete's chief editor's office.
After the two sat down, Andy asked in a relaxed voice, "yesterday I went to their New York headquarters, didn't I get any unfair treatment?"
"Ha ha, how could it be? I asked a few questions regularly. I kept silent all the time. Albert answered them for me. They were also on business. They came out in more than an hour. After calling you, I went back to the newspaper office to sit in town." Pete Kaplan replied with a smile.
"Well, after I answered your phone, I realized that I forgot to ask you about the specific process. You, too, said that I came out, and there was no following!" Andy laughed and joked.
"Ha ha, I'm not worried about the pressure of the staff in the newspaper office. I just want to hurry back and settle down..."
Andy smiled and continued to ask, "it's almost over. The newspaper has gained a lot this time. What's your plan next?"
Pete Kaplan stood up, went to his desk, opened the drawer, took out a brown paper bag from it, and came back to Andy.
Andy couldn't help but take a puff from the corner of his eye, staring at Pete Kaplan's eyes, and said incredulously, "here... Is this from the informant again? "
Pete Kaplan said with a wry smile and shaking his head: "it's not that person. It's the informant from our newspaper's gold medal reporter who gave him..."
"Stop, stop. You just think I don't know, and I don't want to see the contents. You can do it. As long as it's not an outrageous opponent, once the truth of the information is determined, report it. It seems that through this explosion, our newspaper has become a black material collection station! " Andy shook his hand a little bit in a headache, refused to check the information in Pete's hands, said rather distressed.
"Well, that's Tom. We dare to report such big people. People with such materials will naturally trust our credibility and courage. I think it's just the beginning, and there will be more in the future. At least we don't have to worry about the sales volume of our newspapers at all!" Pete Kaplan said with a smile and a cough when he saw that the young boss had eaten the fly."Well, it's only once for people like Tom. Some things can't be done too much. Otherwise, they will be blacklisted. In the future, we don't want to get any news from the government. We don't need to inform me if we are not too far fetched rivals. Of course, we need to send a briefing to me before finalizing the draft." Andy knew this time because Tom was abandoned by the elephants first, or he might be crushed.
"OK, I see. By the way, boss, the invitation you just received this morning invites you to attend the charity auction dinner for alleviating the food crisis in Africa led by the New York Times and the Wall Street Journal on Wednesday night. This is the invitation. " Pete Kaplan suddenly remembered the invitation he received this morning, walked quickly to his desk, picked up a red envelope, came back and handed it to Andy.
Andy picks it up, opens the envelope, pulls out the invitation card, looks up and looks up at Pete. "Did I invite myself?"
"Ha ha, I have it, boss. Would you like to attend?"
"Go, of course, this kind of charity party is to attend. After all, it's a good thing. To be honest, I know something about the famine in Africa this year. It's tragic. If I can help them, I'll do my best. The key is that I'm not familiar with people in the same industry. I hope you can introduce it to me then." Andy's face shows pity. He's not fake compassion. He's really pitying the African children in famine. It's so miserable.
Hunger is absolutely a pain that human beings can't resist. The world has developed to such an extent that many people are starving to death. It's a tragedy. In the past, he was an ordinary person. Even if he saw the news, he also pitied those starving children, but he could do nothing. After all, his ability is limited and there is no way to help. (well, don't mention the beauty of the Chinese Empire. Be upset.)
"Boss, if you decide to participate, you need to bring one or two items you want to auction. All newspaper owners will prepare one or two items for auction. Then I will send someone to the organizing committee, and the proceeds will be used as charity money." Pitkaplan nodded heavily, and finally added.
"Well! OK, I'll go home and find out what's right. " Andy thought he could just shoot a few things, but he didn't expect to produce his own. But it's also good. He has to do more good deeds. He has gone through the cycle of cause and effect. Is there any way to return good and evil?
Time is the biggest enemy of human beings. It is tireless, never stops, and keeps moving forward. The next day came in a flash, October 3. At breakfast time, Andy smiled and looked at the supplement of the New York Observer on the dining table. He was happy not only because he completely disabled Tom, but also because the total sales volume of the two days reached 500000. The observer was not a daily newspaper, but a weekly newspaper. The price was much higher The profit is considerable. As for the occupied market, Andy didn't expect to achieve more than 200000 sales every week, but now at least he has walked out of Manhattan and radiated the whole new york city. 100000 copies can still be guaranteed, and 80000 or 90000 copies can be guaranteed at the worst. In this way, the newspaper can achieve the goal of turning loss into profit, and operate the network version more freely. The most important thing is the newspaper Paper increased intangible assets, credibility and influence through this report. TV in the living room is broadcasting the picture of Tom being taken away from home by the FBI. Andy cuts a piece of fried beef made by Li Wanqing and sends it to the entrance, chewing it slowly. After breakfast, Andy doesn't want to stay at home. The dust has settled. Even if he goes out now, he will be surrounded by some reporters and paparazzi, but he won't exaggerate as much as the two days before. The newspaper office must go there to have a look in person, and it's necessary to comfort the staff. After all, they have been working hard these two days, whether it's face to face It's still the pressure of the chief editor being taken away to assist in the investigation. Andy, as a big boss, can't say without appearing. Make complaints about car park. , under Joseph's protection, Andy got into the car smoothly. Now even the car park has a dog and a reporter to watch. He has been unable to tuck up. Well, he is a bit of a suspect. He is still a little proud of himself. Being a celebrity is not an ordinary pursuit. It's not normal. When they came to the newspaper office, the employees saw the big boss coming, they all stood up spontaneously and clapped their hands. They knew that this kind of big news could not be published by the chief editor without the big boss nodding his head. Although the big boss was young, his courage was amazing. Such a big man was killed by their newspaper office, which definitely made them boast in front of other peers Put it. Andy, with a charming smile, also clapped his palm. At last, he pressed his palm slightly and said loudly, "thank you for your hard work these two days. Overtime pay will be paid to you in cash. At the same time, everyone has a cup of coffee. You can relax before work. Thank you!" Whistling, cheering, talking, the scene suddenly became noisy. Andy just smiled through the crowd, walked to the door of the editor's office, and hugged Pete Kaplan who had been standing at the door. "Pete, we made it!" "Yes, boss, we have succeeded. At present, the subscription calls of our marketing department are almost hotlines. The specific number hasn't been calculated yet, but 10 copies are no longer a problem!" Said pitkaplan in a trembling voice. "Let's talk in your office. They won't be at ease here. Ha ha." He looked back at the financial staff and all kinds of excited employees who were arranging to pay overtime, and took the lead in Pete's chief editor's office. After the two sat down, Andy asked in a relaxed voice, "yesterday I went to their New York headquarters, didn't I get any unfair treatment?" "Ha ha, how could it be? I asked a few questions regularly. I kept silent all the time. Albert answered them for me. They were also on business. They came out in more than an hour. After calling you, I went back to the newspaper office to sit in town." Pete Kaplan replied with a smile. "Well, after I answered your phone, I realized that I forgot to ask you about the specific process. You, too, said that I came out, and there was no following!" Andy laughed and joked. "Ha ha, I'm not worried about the pressure of the staff in the newspaper office. I just want to hurry back and settle down..." Andy smiled and continued to ask, "it's almost over. The newspaper has gained a lot this time. What's your plan next?" Pete Kaplan stood up, went to his desk, opened the drawer, took out a brown paper bag from it, and came back to Andy. Andy couldn't help but take a puff from the corner of his eye, staring at Pete Kaplan's eyes, and said incredulously, "here... Is this from the informant again? " Pete Kaplan said with a wry smile and shaking his head: "it's not that person. It's the informant from our newspaper's gold medal reporter who gave him..." "Stop, stop. You just think I don't know, and I don't want to see the contents. You can do it. As long as it's not an outrageous opponent, once the truth of the information is determined, report it. It seems that through this explosion, our newspaper has become a black material collection station! " Andy shook his hand a little bit in a headache, refused to check the information in Pete's hands, said rather distressed. "Well, that's Tom. We dare to report such big people. People with such materials will naturally trust our credibility and courage. I think it's just the beginning, and there will be more in the future. At least we don't have to worry about the sales volume of our newspapers at all!" Pete Kaplan said with a smile and a cough when he saw that the young boss had eaten the fly."Well, it's only once for people like Tom. Some things can't be done too much. Otherwise, they will be blacklisted. In the future, we don't want to get any news from the government. We don't need to inform me if we are not too far fetched rivals. Of course, we need to send a briefing to me before finalizing the draft." Andy knew this time because Tom was abandoned by the elephants first, or he might be crushed. "OK, I see. By the way, boss, the invitation you just received this morning invites you to attend the charity auction dinner for alleviating the food crisis in Africa led by the New York Times and the Wall Street Journal on Wednesday night. This is the invitation. " Pete Kaplan suddenly remembered the invitation he received this morning, walked quickly to his desk, picked up a red envelope, came back and handed it to Andy. Andy picks it up, opens the envelope, pulls out the invitation card, looks up and looks up at Pete. "Did I invite myself?" "Ha ha, I have it, boss. Would you like to attend?" "Go, of course, this kind of charity party is to attend. After all, it's a good thing. To be honest, I know something about the famine in Africa this year. It's tragic. If I can help them, I'll do my best. The key is that I'm not familiar with people in the same industry. I hope you can introduce it to me then." Andy's face shows pity. He's not fake compassion. He's really pitying the African children in famine. It's so miserable. Hunger is absolutely a pain that human beings can't resist. The world has developed to such an extent that many people are starving to death. It's a tragedy. In the past, he was an ordinary person. Even if he saw the news, he also pitied those starving children, but he could do nothing. After all, his ability is limited and there is no way to help. well, don't mention the beauty of the Chinese Empire. Be upset. "Boss, if you decide to participate, you need to bring one or two items you want to auction. All newspaper owners will prepare one or two items for auction. Then I will send someone to the organizing committee, and the proceeds will be used as charity money." Pitkaplan nodded heavily, and finally added. "Well! OK, I'll go home and find out what's right. " Andy thought he could just shoot a few things, but he didn't expect to produce his own. But it's also good. He has to do more good deeds. He has gone through the cycle of cause and effect. Is there any way to return good and evil?
