Rebirth: My 80s

Chapter 168 Crisis Public Relations
"Dear readers:

"All members of the morning club bowed their heads.

"Due to reasons that everyone can guess and understand, the printing unit suddenly stopped printing, and "This Generation" can only be seen in this incomplete form..."

When Li Jiankun first started writing, someone among a group of onlookers called him "good".

After writing this, my ears are buzzing.

"No, tell it publicly?"

"I'm afraid it's inappropriate. This may lead to some forgiveness, but it still won't make up for everyone's regrets."

"Are you trying to win sympathy by trying to sell books that are no longer worth fifty cents for fifty cents?"

"Maybe someone will buy it, but how can we get the honor?"

There was a lot of discussion among the backbone members of the Morning Club. Many people looked at Li Chun, as if they were saying: Is this the savior you found?
More people shook their heads and sighed, feeling that this was not a good idea at all.

They had thought about it before, but they gave up without thinking about it.

Li Jiankun didn't pay attention to it. People are often like this. When they see a corner of many things, they can't wait to define them.

He continued:

“We inform readers without reservation that this publication was originally scheduled to have 108 pages, but now only 64 pages are left, nearly half of which is missing. However, the cost of printing the publication has not been reduced by half.

"We had no shame in selling such a damaged book to our readers, but someone offered to give it away for free..."

Everyone looked at each other and said to themselves: How did you know?

They discussed it all morning, and someone did indeed propose this.

For readers who have been waiting for a long time, this is undoubtedly the best solution.But once this is done, it will mean that Morning Club will lose all their money.

A choice defeated by reality.

"But there are too many people, even readers, who have paid a lot for this, regardless of their hard work. They have paid real money and advanced money for printing. If they cannot get their money back, society will be burdened with huge debts. Many people You will not be able to eat because of this..."

This sentence was written into the hearts of most people present.

But some people raised questions and shouted: "Isn't this still selling misery to win sympathy?"

Li Jiankun glanced at him. It was this guy who screamed the loudest just now. He put down his pen and said, "Why don't you come."

The other party didn't move.

"You know what I'm going to write next? Do you know what other plans I have? Is this called selling out? Is there any word that is not the truth?"

Li Jiankun asked three questions in succession, leaving the other party speechless.

Chen Jiangong looked to his left and right and said, "Stop shouting, let Brother Jiankun write it."

Li Jiankun glanced at Miss Shen before picking up the pen again.

He had no way to explain to these people. What he was doing would be called crisis public relations in future generations.Although he has many ways to solve it, the consumer group of this book is targeted from the beginning——

Students from Yanyuan.

He didn't want to use any conspiracy tactics on his classmates, a group of children who really wanted to be nourished by literature.

His first step had only two words: sincerity.

The next two steps are all obvious.

He then writes the second step.

"We regret to inform our readers that there will be no follow-up to "This Generation"..."

Someone hurriedly said: "Wait a minute, who told you there would be no follow-up?"

""This Generation" can't be finished like this! We will definitely produce more!"

"The incompleteness of the first issue does not mean that "This Generation" is incomplete!"

Li Jiankun's words can ignite the atmosphere at the scene, or in other words, make him angry.Almost everyone was filled with indignation and shared the same hatred.It was as if someone was trying to strangle their child in the cradle.

Li Jiankun felt a pain in his head, his pen tip paused, and he said without raising his head: "Is there anyone who understands? Explain it to them."

Chen Jiangong looked around and said with a sense of sadness: "Comrades, "This Generation" may really not be able to be reprinted. There is something I haven't told you yet. Luojia Mountain has been notified of criticism, and our estimate is also On the Road, there are some poems in the book that are really too angry.”

Hearing this, the whole room was filled with sadness.

These literary people are so emotional that many of them almost spilled cat urine.

"Sword skills, is there no room for loopback? At worst, we will strictly control it when we publish it again." Someone asked unwillingly. "Hey, you guys, still no one understands the root cause."

Li Jiankun continued to wave without raising his head and said: "Whether the poet is angry or not has nothing to do with this matter. I read some poems in "Weiming Lake" and they are also very angry."

Chen Jiangong frowned and asked in a asking tone: "Brother Jiankun, what is the root cause?"

"Absolutely no, you shouldn't unite so many colleges and universities. This matter lacks consideration from the starting point."

Hearing this, Chen Jiangong was slightly startled, and then his pupils gradually dilated.

Most of the people around him were deep in thought.

"Brother Jiankun, your words woke up the person in my dream!" Chen Jiangong slapped his thigh and figured it out.

Everyone present gasped, is this really the case?

Shen Hongyi, who was poking at the door, stared at Li Jiankun with dull eyes.I wondered why he knew so much, since he had just been involved in this matter.

Li Jiankun did not appreciate their wonderful expressions and started the final step to finish.

“We have repeatedly thought about how to find a way to get the best of both worlds, which can satisfy readers and friends without wasting money, but also prevent the literary society from losing money and put our conscience at ease.

"It's difficult! It may not be so good, but we still decided to try hard.

"We will hold a literary recital in the dining hall on (blank) day. We will select the best reciters from across the school, including inviting well-known scholars from outside the school to recite the other 44 pages that have not been included in the incomplete version of "This Generation" The content above will be recited to everyone on the spot.

"We welcome all readers and friends to come, regardless of whether they buy half an issue of "This Generation"..."

Chen Jiangong's eyes brightened, "Eh? This method is great!"

"No, will anyone buy the book like this?"

"Shut up!" Chen Jiangong scolded, "Do you understand consumer psychology, or does Brother Jiankun, a graduate student in economics, understand?!"

The same guy as before was sprayed speechless again.

Li Jiankun put down his pen.

There are only three steps, and you can't make too many mistakes.

"I just took the school girl in red to the big dining room and told her that I left the days blank for you to fill in. I suggest you post this "Notice to Readers" as soon as possible. On the day of the event, we started in the big dining room early in the morning. Book sales are available at the door and activities can be arranged in the afternoon.”

"understand."

Chen Jiangong stretched out his hand, shook it again and again, and said sincerely: "Brother Jiankun, thank you very much. I think this is the safest way to handle the matter!"

But they just couldn't think of it.

Not accept it.

Although I had known about him for a long time, this was the first time I had contact with him. I felt that he was a good person. Li Jiankun smiled back and said, "Brother Jian Gong, you are so polite. We are all classmates. We can only do what we can."

Look at what he said and his magnanimity. Just now, many people were skeptical of him and even said bad things to him.

Chen Jiangong felt deeply that this person was a friend, so he patted the back of his hand and said, "Brother Jiankun, in the future, whenever you are useful, please stay out of sight."

If you want to say that, then it is true.Li Jiankun smiled and nodded.

I made friends with this guy and joined the morning club, just like playing.

But this stall is not suitable for mentioning.

After things were done, he didn't want to stay with anyone else for long. He walked to the door, greeted Miss Shen, and left alone.

Shen Hongyi stood far away and didn't know what he wrote. All the information she knew was captured from the shouting just now. Seeing that a bunch of seniors had finished reading, she cautiously squeezed past.

After scanning the contents on the big white paper, the girl instantly felt that this could be done!
Just as the swordsmanship senior said, thinking about it, this is the safest thing to do.

But no one in their entire literary club could think of it.

The text is very simple, and can even be described as simple, but the truth contained in it is by no means simple. Shen Hongyi tried her best to analyze it and found that it at least involves:

Sincere conspiracy, psychology, value exchange...

For him, an occasional crisis can be solved by thinking through it.

Is this the difference between specially recruited graduate students and them?

In Miss Shen's heart, Senior Li's appearance was a little more profound.

(End of this chapter)