yournovel Chapter 382: Not a family, don’t enter a family
Chapter 382: Not a family, don’t enter a family
Chapter 382: Not a family, don’t enter the same family
"Xiao Yu is always reliable and has a good vision. With him in the new media department, I can rest assured."
Old Lin said with a smile, slowly raising his hand to bring the cigarette between his fingers to his lips and taking a deep drag.
Wisps of smoke rose and swirled in the air, finally drifting out through the cracks in the window.
Old Lin narrowed his eyes slightly, pondered for a moment, and then continued:
"However, working online may present some communication challenges. New media spreads information quickly and has a wide reach. In such a situation, controlling public opinion is crucial. Xiao Yu, you must strictly review the content before publishing it to ensure the authenticity and reliability of every piece of content."
Yu Huan picked up the teacup, tilted his head slightly, and drank the tea in one gulp.
He said solemnly, "I understand. I will establish a strict review mechanism to ensure that every piece of content is carefully reviewed. During the Spring Festival, we will also pay close attention to netizens' feedback and adjust our strategies in a timely manner to improve our communication effectiveness."
Sitting next to Lao Lin, Lao Xu's eyes behind his glasses were deep and bright.
He leaned slightly forward and said in a steady yet expectant tone, "Xiao Yu, do a good job. You bear a great responsibility. The future of the newspaper depends on young people like you. I hope you can lead the new media department to continuous progress and inject new vitality into the newspaper's development. I look forward to the new media department achieving even greater success in the new year."
Yu Huan hurriedly replied, "Uncle Xu, don't worry, I will do my best."
After saying that, he picked up the electric kettle and poured hot water into the gaiwan.
Amidst the fragrant aroma of tea, Yu Huan sat quietly in the host's seat, listening to the discussion between the two bigwigs.
He nodded from time to time, his expression focused and serious.
When discussing converged media, Yu Huan aptly offered her thoughts and perspectives on this topic.
"In the future, our newspaper can also try some new formats, such as short videos and live streaming, to increase interaction with the audience."
Old Xu narrowed his eyes slightly and said thoughtfully, "That's a good idea. Xiao Yu, you need to pay more attention to industry trends and major social media platforms to find new breakthroughs for our newspaper's new media development."
Without hesitation, Yu Huan replied, "Uncle Xu, I've been analyzing the strengths and features of various social media platforms. I'll work with my colleagues in the new media department to learn and explore, and strive to find the most suitable breakthrough direction for the newspaper."
"That's perfect. Your vision and ideas are quite forward-thinking." Old Xu nodded, exhaling smoke.
The three of them leisurely sipped their tea and had an in-depth discussion about the work direction of the new media department.
After that topic was settled, the two leaders then briefly discussed the newspaper's future development.
Old Xu solemnly mentioned the need to integrate resources, fully leverage the advantages of new media, and strive to create a more influential integrated media platform.
When the conversation reached this point, Yu Huan listened quietly, her mind clear as a mirror.
He knew that this was because of the remarkable achievements of their new media department, which made Lao Xu determined to completely transform the newspaper and even give up some of the print media business.
Amidst the rising and falling sounds of conversation, his gaze shifted between the two bigwigs, his mind filled with a myriad of thoughts.
Yu Huan was well aware that the transformation of traditional print media into new media would not be smooth sailing and would inevitably be full of growing pains.
Nowadays, the newspaper publishes a few issues a day, but it employs several thousand people, the vast majority of whom are contract workers.
These people will undoubtedly be the first to be affected by the newspaper's transformation and will soon face layoffs; this is obvious.
The newspaper's top leaders must have carefully studied his "three microblogs and one app" plan, as well as the proposal to establish a new media department.
Abandoning some of the cumbersome print media business and actively embracing new media is undoubtedly the right transformation strategy.
As the two bigwigs chatted at a leisurely pace, Yu Huan, who had been listening quietly, carefully considered her words before interjecting, "We can gradually guide those promising non-staff personnel to transition to new media positions, giving them opportunities to learn and grow."
Old Lin had a cigarette dangling from his lips, and wisps of smoke drifted slowly past his eyes like ribbons.
After a moment's thought, he said thoughtfully, "Indeed, we can't just push everyone out all at once; we need to give everyone a period of adjustment."
Old Xu nodded slightly, agreeing, and said, "Indeed, transformation is not something that can be accomplished overnight. We must fully consider the actual situation of our employees, allocate resources reasonably, and help everyone find their place in this process."
As he spoke, Old Xu picked up his teacup and drank the cooled tea in one gulp.
After putting down the cup, a kind smile suddenly appeared on his face.
He changed the subject and asked Yu Huan, "Little Yu, how is your grandfather's health lately?"
Upon hearing this, Yu Huan knew that the important matter had probably been discussed.
As he deftly added hot water to the covered bowl, he replied, "It's great. My mom said my grandpa is full of energy every day, has a good appetite, eats well, and sleeps well."
Old Lin watched as the clear water flowed into the covered bowl, and wisps of steam rose up. He casually added, "It's a blessing for the younger generation that the old man is in such good health."
“That’s right.” Yu Huan nodded slightly in agreement.
"Xiao Yu, if the weather is nice after the New Year, I'd like to invite your grandpa to go fishing together." Old Xu said this with a slight smile, his eyes behind his glasses full of kindness.
Old Lin raised the cigarette between his fingers to his lips and quickly emphasized, "Don't forget to take me with you!"
“Dad, if you want to go, you definitely won’t forget about me,” Yu Huan said, pouring tea with a bright smile. “After my grandpa retired, he didn’t have much to do. If someone invited him to go fishing, he would be overjoyed.”
Old Xu laughed and said, "Little Yu, as long as your grandfather doesn't mind us bothering him, that's fine."
Yu Huan's eyes were full of smiles as she quickly said, "Uncle Xu, no, that won't happen. My grandfather is always busy, so there's no question of whether or not to disturb him."
Old Lin gently stubbed out his cigarette in the ashtray and said with a smile, "The old man is indeed lively and cheerful, and very talkative."
Old Xu picked up his teacup and took a sip: "Yes, Brother Yu is indeed very energetic. Just think, at seventy years old, he can still catch fish flying ashore with one hand. I have to wear my reading glasses and can't see clearly. This vitality is truly admirable."
As soon as he finished speaking, he turned his head and glanced at the wall clock.
He then put down his teacup and said, "Oh, it's almost one o'clock without me realizing it. It's Friday today, and everyone's pretty busy, so let's call it a day. Xiao Yu, if the new media department has any problems that they can't solve, feel free to come and talk to me."
Upon seeing this, Yu Huan quickly stood up with Old Xu.
He stood tall and straight like a pine tree, and said respectfully, "Uncle Xu, don't worry, I will definitely consult you when I encounter difficulties. I will also lead my colleagues in the new media department to do our best for the newspaper's transformation and development." Upon hearing this, Old Xu smiled and patted Old Lin on the shoulder, jokingly saying, "Brother Lin, you've found a son-in-law as outstanding as a dragon; it's truly enviable!"
Old Lin stood up with a chuckle and said, "Brother Xu, your son Chen is no less impressive! He's a perfect son-in-law, a young and talented man."
Upon hearing this, Old Xu laughed heartily, waved his hand, and said, "Young Yu is truly a force to be reckoned with; he has ideas and drive."
While the two bigwigs were talking, Yu Huan emptied the ashtray into the trash can on the side of the tea table, and then neatly tidied up the table.
He walked briskly around the tea table and stopped beside Old Xu.
Hearing this, a bright smile appeared on his face, and he quickly said, "Uncle Xu, you flatter me too much. Everyone has their strengths and weaknesses. I also have many shortcomings and need to keep learning and improving."
Upon hearing this, Old Xu turned his head away and jokingly said to Old Lin beside him, "Birds of a feather flock together. Little Yu is just as quick-witted and eloquent as you."
His tone was both teasing and appreciative of Yu Huan.
Old Lin couldn't help but think to himself that Yu Huan was initially a quiet and honest boy in his mind, but now he had suddenly become so eloquent. This change was truly unexpected.
Who can I talk to to explain this?
In a flash, Old Lin had a sudden thought and said with a smile, "Brother Xu, in today's society, being eloquent is a skill in itself, as long as you can get things done."
"Of course." Old Xu nodded without hesitation.
Within the system, there's a saying: "Being good at writing is worse than being good at doing, and being good at speaking is worse than being good at writing." The importance of speaking ability is undeniable.
Old Xu turned around, patted Yu Huan on the shoulder, and said with a kind and friendly expression, "Little Yu, keep up the good work. I still have to write materials for the meeting, so I'll have to go now."
Before Yu Huan could even respond, he had already started walking towards the door.
Old Lin turned to look at his sprightly back and hurriedly raised his voice slightly to say, "Take care, Brother Xu, I won't see you off!"
Old Xu waved his hand without turning his head, the movement simple and powerful, then opened the door and left.
Yu Huan turned her gaze away from the doorway and looked at Lao Lin, who was walking out from behind the tea table and heading towards the desk.
He asked curiously, "Uncle Xu, do you write your own speech?"
Within the system, the reason why writers are a highly sought-after role is because what leaders do most often is to give speeches at meetings.
Leaders usually entrust the task of writing speeches to trusted people, since people have limited energy.
"He is indeed quite hands-on in this regard. If he has enough time, he writes his own speeches." Old Lin pulled out a chair and sat down, glancing at Yu Huan who had followed him to the table. He smiled and said, "Do you have anything else to do? Lunch break is almost over. If not, hurry upstairs and get ready to start working."
Hearing these blunt words, Yu Huan scratched his head, a slight smile on his lips, and said, "Dad, Rongrong asked me to tell you to come over for dinner tonight and watch 'I Am a Singer' together."
Old Lin reached for the mouse, looked down at the computer screen, a smile appearing on his face, and said, "This girl, she'll be watching the show by 11 or 12 o'clock, and her mother and I are both old—alright, then we'll go over for dinner tonight."
Yu Huan couldn't help but chuckle: "Dad, it's Saturday anyway, so it's okay to sleep in a little later. We don't have to get up early."
"That's true too." Old Lin nodded.
Seeing that her father-in-law had already started working, Yu Huan tactfully said goodbye to him and then turned and left the editor-in-chief's office.
On a winter day with dense, dark clouds, darkness falls exceptionally early.
As time went by, by five o'clock in the evening, the sky outside the window had become dark and oppressive.
In the brightly lit workshop, Yu Huan stood tall at the very front of the team.
He reviewed the work results of each group in an orderly manner, praising the outstanding groups and offering constructive suggestions and directions for improvement to the groups with problems.
"Everyone has put in a lot of effort recently and achieved some good results. Our company has also given our new media department a lot of praise. We were even among the first to receive Spring Festival gifts. However, we cannot be complacent. We must continue to maintain a positive and enterprising attitude."
Yu Huan's voice was steady and powerful, echoing in the workroom.
He paused for a moment, then continued:
"Considering everyone's work pressure and actual situation, I have decided to cancel all regular meetings except for the Monday morning meeting and the Friday evening meeting."
The words fell.
A generally pleasant mood permeated the crowd, and a soft murmur arose.
Yu Huan looked at everyone with a smile. After a few breaths, when the discussion gradually subsided, she continued slowly, "Also, in order to facilitate coordination, Chen Yaoyao and I will select representatives from each group next week to establish a more efficient communication mechanism and ensure that all tasks can be carried out more smoothly."
These words caused another slight ripple in the crowd.
Now that the newspaper's top two leaders have spoken out, expressing their determination to transform traditional media and fully build a converged media platform,
The second round of expansion for the new media department is definitely on the agenda.
Yu Huan's move was also meaningful; it was a way of preparing for battle, drawing up a framework in advance, and identifying management talent.
He observed everyone's reactions, a variety of expressions, and after looking around, raised his voice slightly and said, "That concludes today's meeting. Have a pleasant weekend, everyone. Meeting adjourned!"
Say it.
Amidst the clamor, Yu Huan was the first to turn and leave.
Stepping out of the Lianhe Zaobao building, the biting cold wind rushed towards me like a ferocious beast, baring its fangs and claws.
Yu Huan's hair was disheveled and flying everywhere. She hurriedly pulled her collar tighter, lowered her head, quickened her pace, and jogged towards the parking space on the side of the road.
(End of this chapter)