1988: Back to the human world for a few years

Chapter 136 You are definitely the strangest person I have ever met (1)

Outsiders had no idea what Mother Yang said to her son. All they knew was that Yang Mo returned to the drilling company that night in a rather embarrassed state.

I was busy for more than a week.

As approval documents flew out of the management guidance group like snowflakes, the 1.07 million yuan in the Mo Mo Bai Tou account was instantly reduced by 3700 million yuan.

Vice Presidents Feng and Tang were shocked upon seeing this, and for the first time ever, they reached a consensus at the regular high-level meeting on Monday. Then, with Wang Yinuo's approval, they revoked the management guidance group's custody rights over Momo Baitou through a formal document, and urgently froze the funds in the Momo Baitou account. This put a stop to Yang Mo's crazy and wasteful behavior.

There is no way. Momobaitou is of great significance. Even Wang Yinuo, the head of the company, wants to take it into his hands. Therefore, he naturally cannot tolerate Yang Mo's unscrupulous selling of his father's land.

Fortunately, although there is still a big gap from the 50 million investment amount in Yang Mo's mind, after rushing around, some of the basic frameworks he envisioned have been basically established. Seeing that things are gradually getting on the right track, he also allowed Vice President Feng and the Asset Management Department to become more and more active, and he himself began to be lazy and leisurely...

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July is the first month of autumn.

Just as Yang Mo was drowsy as he sat under the shade of a tree, soaking his feet in a basin of cold water and holding a palm-leaf fan, like a landlord in the old society.

Bang bang bang~
There was a noisy knock on the door.

Yang Mo, who was almost exhausted from sleeping, yelled unhappily, "Who is it!?"

A lively voice came from outside the door: "Open the door quickly... It's me, Yang Shidan!"

Got it!
When I heard this name, I knew it must be classmate Tugou.

Yawning, Yang Mo slowly took his feet out of the basin, put on his slippers, and shouted angrily: "What a bad habit, you don't bring your keys when you go out, how many times has this happened!"

Tugou classmate shouted in dissatisfaction outside the door: "I have my keys with me, but I have too many things in my hands and I am too lazy to take them out!... Hurry up! Hurry up! There are good things, very precious!"

Yang Mo rolled her eyes: "Big sister, can we stop making a fool of ourselves? Tell me, did you find black and rotten bananas or sour lychees this time?"

This is a public case.

Just last week, a silly girl who had never seen the world spent a huge sum of 4 yuan while passing by Shanghe River on a business trip. She happily bought half a bunch of black-skinned bananas and a small bag of lychees with dried shells from a distribution center, and showed off to Yang Mo with a proud look on her face.

Nowadays, unlike later times, it is really difficult to see fresh southern fruits in the north unless they are canned, so these two things are indeed rare goods at the moment.

But the problem is...

When a silly girl who didn't even know what a banana tree looked like peeled a banana in front of the sneering Yang Mo, she was completely dumbfounded.

This half bunch of bananas that the vendor assured us with all his might that "the yellow-skinned bananas are raw, and the black-skinned ones are truly ripe" are not just ripe... they are overripe!

Looking at the whole banana flesh that looked like snot and was crystal clear and yellow, even Lu Yingying didn't have the courage to eat it.

The same goes for that small bag of lychees.

Although the shell is still black and red, once you peel it open, the flesh inside has gone rotten!

If she hadn't read the relevant text in the textbook, she would have almost thought that lychees were sour and rotten.

After this painful lesson, she never went to the distribution center on Shanghe River to buy things again, but this incident also became an indelible stain in her life.

Hearing Yang Mo mention this embarrassing incident, Tugou immediately became angry and said, "Yang Shitan, I told you not to mention this, but you still mentioned it! Do you believe I will make you starve to death tonight!?"

Yang Mo laughed and put his hand on the door lock: "You actually threatened me? You must have forgotten that there is a staff canteen in the company... It's decided. If you want to enter the door today, you have to give the code... I don't know where Tao Ling is!"

Upon hearing the words "staff canteen", classmate Tugou immediately wilted. She also knew that this bastard had gotten tired of the pancakes and noodles she made in the past few months and had long wanted to go there to slake his appetite.

He then said in a muffled voice: "You can farm in the Peach Blossom Spring... Yang Shidan, open the door quickly, the things are very heavy!" Huh?
This girl who always dozes off when she sees a book can actually guess the secret code today. Isn't this strange?

With a hint of disbelief, Yang Mo opened the door.

He glanced at Lu Yingying, who was standing there with a large cardboard box in her arms and grinning, and then glanced at Miss Mu, who was carrying two bags behind her, and suddenly he understood.

I mean, why did you girl finish the sentence today? You have been making a fuss for a long time and there is a helper who has not said a word!

He immediately reached out his hand to help Tugou, then looked at the bag in Mu Liya's hand with some surprise: "Hey, hey, hey, Miss Mu, you didn't bring any food when you came here today? This is not like you!"

I don't know if it's due to the strange habits of the wealthy families of that era, but although Miss Mu is very familiar with Yang Mo, every time she visits, she always brings a variety of food. Although it is basically beef and mutton, there are also snacks and pastries... At that time, this is a very generous gift. Miss Mu's noble demeanor is undoubtedly revealed in her visits.

Upon hearing this, Mu Liya just smiled and nudged the box in Tugou's hand: "I got some good stuff for you to try... It's all in there."

As he spoke, he raised his hand and showed the things in the bag: "As for these two bags, I brought them here to ask Sister Yingying for help."

Yang Mo and Lu Yingying worked together to carry the heavy cardboard box into the yard. Before he could ask, he saw Tugou impatiently taking out a kitchen knife and cutting the tape tied around the outside of the cardboard box in just a few strokes.

Looking at the yellow, red and green objects wrapped in rough paper in the opened box, Yang Mo was a little stunned: "The good things you are talking about... are mangoes?"

Miss Mu nodded with a smile: "Yes, these are fragrant mangoes from Tianyang, Guangxi. They are ripe now, so I asked a friend to bring them here by plane... Don't worry, this box of mangoes was picked from the tree the day before yesterday, so they are guaranteed to be fine."

Obviously, Miss Mu also knew about the embarrassing situation that Tugou had encountered, and she was trying to turn the situation around for her sister Yingying.

Yang Mo looked at the mangoes that looked tempting but were only the size of a small fist. He said "oh" with lack of interest and went to pour water for foot soaking in his slippers.

Seeing this, Mu Liya looked at him in disbelief: "Hey, Yang Mo, this is a mango... What's with that expression on your face?"

It's no wonder that Miss Mu behaved so inappropriately as the relationship between the two sides became more and more familiar.

It is not easy to eat fresh southern fruits in the north today. Although it is not as difficult as Yang Guifei eating lychees, which required the life of a horse, it is definitely a tiring thing, and it is not just a matter of money.

Also, you need to understand...

This is a mango!
It is difficult for people in later generations to imagine the status that mangoes once held in the minds of Chinese people, especially those in the north.

But you only need to know that in the 60s, foreign friends once gave a basket of mangoes to a teacher, but the teacher himself was reluctant to eat them, so he distributed them to worker representatives. Finally, the worker representatives made simulated mangoes based on the shapes of these mangoes and distributed them as prizes to workers who had outstanding performance in their work in various places. This shows how highly regarded this thing was in the country in the past.

In fact, as China's first mango hometown, Tianyang County did not gradually form a mango planting scale until the early 1990s. Before that, except for areas such as Banna and Dehong in southern Yunnan, where unoptimized mango varieties could be eaten from time to time due to geographical factors, it was almost impossible to find the fruit in other areas.

In other words, nowadays, eating mangoes, especially fresh mangoes, is no longer a question of whether you like it or not, but a question of whether you can eat it, and whether you are qualified to eat it!

To be honest, Yang Mo's help to Miss Mu during this period was really great. It would not be an exaggeration to say that he opened up a whole new horizon for her. In addition, Yang Mo was becoming more and more like an inexhaustible treasure. That's why she was able to convince her father to contribute his mango quota.

otherwise……

She had barely eaten a few of this stuff before, so how could she be willing to give such a large box to Yang Mo?

But what happened...

This guy just glanced at it lightly and then said "oh"?
Anyone would lose their composure no matter what happens to them!
Miss Mu naturally didn't believe that this fox-like peer in front of her would not be aware of the value and significance of this box of mangoes.

Then the question is coming,

Why is Yang Mo so indifferent to this box of mangoes whose value is difficult to measure in monetary terms?
With deep suspicion, Miss Mu fell into deep thought...

(End of this chapter)