1988: Back to the human world for a few years

Chapter 156 A Little Bit

Two days later.

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Bai Mengmeng pouted, put the rice bowl on the table, and sat down opposite Zhang Wenshun: "Uncle Zhang, are you sure that the master you found for me is not a gunpowder skimmer?"

Zhang Wenshun glared at his niece with a look of doting and rebuke: "Speak Mandarin! This is not your hometown. You'd better gradually correct your accent in the future... Your master doesn't understand dialect very well."

After giving her a lecture, Zhang Wenshun took out a piece of paper and helped his niece wipe the remaining oil stains on the table: "What's wrong? Are you not used to following a new master?"

Bai Mengmeng made a face at Zhang Wenshun: "I have to read materials and write my thoughts every day. It would be strange if I could get used to it... Uncle Zhang, is this master you found any good? If you don't want to teach me, just tell me directly. I will pack my bag and go back to Tongren immediately!"

Read materials and write your thoughts every day?

Zhang Wenshun looked at his little niece with interest, her mouth almost puffed up like a frog, gently put the rice spoon into the rice, and crossed his hands habitually: "Oh? What materials did Yang Mo let you look at these two days?"

Bai Mengmeng stuffed a piece of beer duck strips with the chili skin into his mouth, chewed it hard with the small bones, and swallowed it in one gulp. "They are all reorganization reports from other units. The content is a mess, ranging from organizational structure to personnel adjustments, to production and sales plans... and the regulations require that I read at least five reports a day. It makes my head hurt!"

Zhang Wenshun smiled and said, "Five? That's not a lot. Your uncle Zhang has to read at least 20 to 30 documents a day. They are all summary documents. It only takes about ten minutes to finish reading one."

Bai Mengmeng scooped a spoonful of oily rice from the bottom of the jar and put it into his mouth, saying angrily, "If I only read the materials, it's not difficult; but the problem is that my new master forced me to write my thoughts... and each article must be no less than 800 words, and must be written according to the format and section!"

"The worst part is... every time I eagerly submit my thoughts, I get nothing but the bland "I know" in return, and no guidance at all!"

At this point, Bai Mengmeng took a spoon and started stirring the rice bowl, as if it was filled with the new master's meat. "Get it straight, my dad asked me to come here to learn new things, not to learn how to write articles... Besides, if I could really see something from those perfunctory materials, why would I look for him as a master?"

Zhang Wenshun heard this and smiled helplessly: "You... No wonder that guy was not happy when I arranged for you to be Yang Mo's apprentice! It's a pity that I even promised you in front of that guy..."

After hesitating for a moment, Zhang Wenshun sighed, "Qian Ya, remember this, you can complain about this in front of your Uncle Zhang, but you must not say it in front of your master... No, not only can you not say it, you are not even allowed to show any impatience!"

Bai Mengmeng rolled his eyes unhappily: "Don't worry, Uncle Zhang, I'm just complaining to you. I'll hide well from my new master... I didn't learn other skills from my dad, but I did learn some acting skills!"

As she spoke, the girl sighed heavily and lowered her head in a somewhat disinterested manner: "Originally, I thought that after leaving Tongren, leaving that compound, and going to a completely new place, I could start a new life freely;"

"But I didn't expect that it would be the same everywhere. It was so dull everywhere. I had to work so hard to gain experience everywhere. I had to act like a good girl everywhere!"

Zhang Wenshun glared at her unhappily: "If this was said by an ordinary little girl, it would be fine, but this actually came from your mouth... If you were my girl, I would definitely beat you with a belt!"

Bai Mengmeng looked aggrieved: "See, I knew you were all like this. My dad was like this, and so were you, Uncle Zhang... You all think my new master is right, because you also went through this in the beginning, so you think it's natural for him to do this!"

Bai Mengmeng pushed the rice bowl aside and said angrily, "But Uncle Zhang, have you and my dad forgotten that the times have changed? It's been many years since the reform and opening up, and you still take the old rules as the golden rule... Now the coastal areas are shouting the slogan of survival of the fittest, okay!"

"If Yang Mo has the ability, then teach me. If he doesn't have the ability, then don't bother me. We can choose in both directions and each can get what he needs. Why are you pretending to be a teacher and messing with me?"

Seeing that she started to act like a spoiled brat, Zhang Wenshun rubbed his temples with a headache.

To be honest, he and Bai Mengmeng's father were truly close friends, and he also regarded the little girl who had ridden on his neck when she was a child as his own daughter. If it were someone else, even if there were considerations of mutual assistance, he would definitely make the other person get out... Did he really think that Yang Mo's position as a little apprentice was an understatement?
After a moment of hesitation, Zhang Wenshun sighed, "Qian Ya, as your uncle, I have to tell you responsibly that your new master is only two years older than you, but he is definitely not a simple person... His abilities are not simple, and his way of dealing with people is not simple either;"

"To be honest, this kid was born ten years later. If he was born ten years earlier, not to mention me and your father, even Wang Yinuo would have to call him leader;"

"I won't hide something from you. We paid a huge price for you to become his apprentice. And with Yang Mo's personality, although he hasn't mentioned the apprenticeship tea to me yet, since he is willing to take you, he will definitely not fool around... Again, this kid is a little fox. His sense of proportion in dealing with people is definitely not something that a youngster like you who hasn't even officially entered society can understand."

After understanding the implication of Zhang Wenshun's words, Bai Mengmeng's expression suddenly became much more serious.

She knew that her father was not the only one who wanted to use this uncle's relationship to send his children to Yang Mo as apprentices.
She also guessed that the uncle was partial to her and that she was able to get the only spot in the end. Otherwise, her father would not have given her the bottle of Lai Mao from the Republic of China that he had managed to get before leaving.

But she didn't expect that Uncle Zhang had to pay a huge price for her to become Yang Mo's apprentice... As a child of a local compound who changed his career halfway, she knew very well that when someone like Uncle Zhang used the word "great price", the price must be really high.

only……

Bai Mengmeng still found it hard to understand: "But I really don't think my new master is that great... and I really don't think he has the intention to teach me seriously."

Zhang Wenshun shook his head: "There are some things you don't quite understand... Originally I was worried that he didn't like you from the beginning and was unwilling to really teach you, but judging from his actions of forcing you to read materials and write your thoughts over the past two days, I was worried too much."

Bai Mengmeng was confused: "Uncle Zhang, I don't understand." Zhang Wenshun inevitably looked at his little niece with some complicated feelings, and finally sighed: "It seems that Old Bai really loves you too much. Over the years, I'm afraid your father couldn't bear to say a few harsh words to you, right?"

After making these seemingly irrelevant comments, Zhang Wenshun explained, "Your major is minority languages ​​and literature. Although it is a relatively unpopular major, it is still a language and writing major. You should know that there is a sense of language, a sense of writing, and a sense of painting."

Bai Mengmeng nodded. This is a well-known concept, just like reading 300 Tang poems, you will be able to recite them even if you can't write poems. Some things sound mysterious, but they exist.

Seeing this, Zhang Wenshun continued, "In fact, when it comes to work, especially when it comes to management, operation, and business, there are similar concepts... In the words of Yang Mo, it's business sense."

“The reason why you are asked to read materials and write your thoughts continuously is actually to assess your level of sense of smell in these aspects;”

"For newcomers like you, when you are exposed to completely unfamiliar work, if there is no special person to guide you, it is inevitable that the report you write will be based on your own intuition as a reference, and then reversely deduce a complete or incomplete set of logical content;"

"The intuition generated by this first impression is your business sense... just like your sense of language, it is very mysterious, very real, and very important."

As he spoke, Zhang Wenshun smiled meaningfully: "At first glance, the materials in the General Office about the reorganization of the brother units are mostly clichés and empty talk, but in fact they are the result of highly concentrated information... Just like there are a thousand Hamlets in the eyes of a thousand people, such highly concentrated reports are the most suitable for testing and testing a person's sense of management and business."

"And I can tell you responsibly that if you bury yourself in those materials for a week and still don't have any decent insights, then it can basically be judged that you are not suitable for working in a government agency!"

"Just like those candidates who want to take up key leadership positions in the system are often required to have more than one year of clerical experience, there is both training and screening involved... This old-fashioned method may seem inhumane, but it is actually very effective. It is far from being as simple as a deterrent that you young people think!"

At this point, Zhang Wenshun said with emotion: "To be honest, this is also what I regret the most; if I could have honed my skills in this area for a year or two, not only would Wang Yinuo have to respectfully call me leader, but at least I wouldn't be just a deputy section chief like I am now, and even your father would tease me from time to time!"

Bai Mengmeng felt a little uncomfortable when she heard this. She knew of course how powerful Uncle Zhang used to be. In fact, if it weren't for her father by chance, he wouldn't have been qualified to be his brother.

Seeing that this once famous uncle was now only a deputy section chief, she, as his niece, wanted to comfort him but didn't know how to start.

Zhang Wenshun laughed when he saw this, indicating that he had let it go, and then continued: "The reason why I keep asking you to write experience reports is not only to evaluate your sensitivity to certain jobs from different angles, but also to test your work character!"

“This is very important, even more important than your work sensitivity… For a leader, he may tolerate your work ability being only 60 points, but he will never tolerate your work character being only 80 points!”

"So whenever you walk into any company, you will find a lot of people with mediocre abilities sitting in core positions... This is not simply because these people are good at flattering or have strong connections, but more because their work character is high!"

Work quality?
Bai Mengmeng is relatively unfamiliar with this term.

Zhang Wenshun smiled and explained: "Everyone has their own name. Some people like to call it character, but I like to call it work character. After all, I still like to separate work and private life;"

"The so-called work character is to see whether you will really follow the intentions and requirements of the leader and do your best to complete the work within your ability."

"Just like a student hiding behind a pile of textbooks and doing something naughty in class can hardly hide it from the teacher on the podium; it is also difficult to hide from the leader whether the employees below have done their best to complete the work assigned by the superiors within the sight range... Although most leaders will not say it directly, your performance has become a score recorded in the leader's little notebook."

After teaching his niece a little bit of the most basic knowledge about working in state-owned enterprises, Zhang Wenshun sighed again: "Masters are not leaders in the strict sense, but some masters are much stricter in examining their apprentices than leaders are in examining their subordinates!"

"The reason why Yang Mo asked you to write so many reflections every day is, if not unexpectedly, to test your work sense and work character while you are fully loaded;"

"Even an ordinary person can tell whether your thoughts and reports are perfunctory through a large amount of text comparison. Not to mention that Yang Mo is not an ordinary person. I'm afraid that if you say one or two sentences that are perfunctory or thoughtless, he can tell at the first time."

"Therefore, at least in the first half month or a month, your performance is very important... After all, Yang Mo once confessed that he doesn't have the time and it is impossible for him to teach his apprentice everything. He must teach students in accordance with their aptitude and decide the teaching content based on your actual situation."

At the end, Zhang Wenshun looked at his niece with a worried look on his face: "So... Qian Ya, tell Uncle Zhang honestly, have you been writing the experience report you submitted these two days completely and seriously?"

Seeing Zhang Wenshun staring at her with a hint of worry, her pretty face was filled with embarrassment, and her two little hands twisted around nervously: "Well, Uncle Zhang, the first day was fine, I wrote my experience seriously, but later... I was a little lazy."

As he spoke, he stretched out two white scallion-like fingers and measured the distance between them: "I was just a little bit lazy... just a little bit!"

Looking at the evasive expression of his little niece, even though he had expected it, Zhang Wenshun couldn't help but frown.

A little bit……

Are you sure you were just a little lazy?
(End of this chapter)