1988: Back to the human world for a few years

Chapter 160 Begging for mercy
7 p.m.

After Yang Mo and several team members had a hearty but not grand dinner, they returned to the Linpan Guesthouse early to rest, accompanied by the staff.

Don’t think that the word “small” in front of the word means you are being disrespectful to them.

In fact, it's just the opposite. This kind of small guesthouse is specially used to receive leaders. Not only are the various hardware facilities inside excellent, but the service is also very good... Although the people at Linpan really don't like this kind of working group that comes specifically to find trouble, the documents and specifications of the base camp are there, and no one dares to neglect them.

According to unwritten custom, team leader Yang Mo lives in the middle room on the second floor, and there is a public security staff member living in each of the rooms on the left and right sides of the same floor; the rest of the staff live on the first and third floors according to a two-by-two system, and there are also public security staff members living in the adjacent rooms.

It is difficult for outsiders to understand this unwritten arrangement.

On the one hand, there are public security staff stationed on each floor, which can indeed ensure the personal safety of the joint team members... Again, don't think that this is in the future, and don't think that this is in the bustling big cities of the 21st century. The madness in the corners of this era is difficult for people in later generations to imagine.

But on the other hand, the living arrangement of Yang Mo, the team leader in charge, is very intriguing.

This small guesthouse has seven rooms on the first floor. Public Security Bureau staff are stationed on the left and right sides, ensuring personal safety while leaving enough privacy for him, the team leader... There are a distance of two rooms between the left and right sides, so no matter what Yang Mo wants to do or if someone comes to find Yang Mo, they can completely avoid disturbing each other.

what?
What if a criminal sneaks up to the second floor and robs this house?

Please~ please look carefully, whether it is the first floor or the third floor, the security forces are there, do you think ordinary people can get in?
So, you can guess it, right? If someone could enter Yang Mo's room quietly, it must be an acquaintance or someone from the Linpan Refinery... Why would someone knock on Yang Mo's door quietly at this juncture? You can figure it out even if you use your butt to think about it.

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So, 8:30 p.m.

When Yang Mo opened the door a little amidst a knock that was lighter than a cat's paw, he was speechless: "Fatty, why is it you?"

Outside the door were the fat boys Zhang Jun and Zhang Jianjun.

After making a "hush" gesture, Zhang Jun squeezed in through the crack of the door like a thief. After quietly closing the door, he breathed a sigh of relief: "Keep your voice down. If others find out, there will always be trouble."

Yang Mo threw a cigarette over with a look of disdain, but sat back on the cotton chair without caring: "Why are you pretending? This kind of room layout is just to leave a convenient passage for knocking on the door... When has there been less people knocking on the door when the leaders inspected or the investigation team came to check?"

Zhang Jun turned on the TV with a bitter face, turned up the volume a little, and then whispered, "Brother, some things are better left unsaid. Why didn't I realize that you were so careless with your words before? Trouble comes from the mouth, don't you know?"

Yang Mo sneered, snatched the remote control and turned down the volume: "It's you who came, why do I have so many doors on my mouth... If it was someone else, they wouldn't even be able to get through the door!"

Zhang Wen was overjoyed when he heard this, and like a lackey, he took out a match and lit Yang Mo's cigarette: "You are indeed our brother, you really give me face!"

Yang Mo glared at him unhappily, picked up the thermos from his feet, and made him a cup of tea: "To be honest, I really didn't expect someone to knock on the door tonight, and I didn't expect the person knocking on the door would be you... Tell me, why did you come here?"

Comrade Zhang Jianjun heard this and his slightly fat face wrinkled into a bitter gourd again: "Brother, if possible, I don't want to come... But my dad and the others got together tonight and grumbled for a long time, and they found that only I am the most suitable person to be the spittoon bucket, so what can I do?"

The fat boy's father is the chief of the asset management department of Linpan Oilfield, so it is normal for him to be extremely sensitive to this joint investigation team that holds a powerful sword.

Yang Mo curled his lips: "I guess your father and his friends are drunk. If you want to knock on the door, you should go to knock on Director Zhang's door. Why are you looking for a small fry like me... He is not only my leader, but also the head of the joint investigation team this time."

Yang Mo was not trying to shirk responsibility or be modest, but in this kind of emergency investigation team, there may be many people doing the work, but there can only be one person who makes the final decision. Not only will it be useless if you knock on the wrong door, but negotiating terms with the deputy will only offend people and create variables out of thin air, and you will gain nothing.

Zhang Jun rolled his eyes: "Brother, although my dad and his friends may get confused from time to time, they are very clear-headed about things like this!"

As he said that, he found an ashtray and put it on the table, looking at Yang Mo with a strange expression: "Logically speaking, you haven't seen Director Zhang yet... Don't you find it strange?"

Yang Mo frowned. This was also the thing that puzzled him tonight.

Even though I had a somewhat unpleasant argument with that fat guy yesterday, I have already taken on this job after all. Logically, both parties should get together after finishing work today to communicate and review the situation.

He hasn't been able to see Director Zhang tonight. He originally thought that it was a deliberate arrangement by the Linpan Oilfield. After all, this trip was to cause trouble, so it was normal for the other party to secretly use some tricks including the "sticky trick" and the "dragging trick". He was thinking that even if the fat guy came back drunk at eleven or twelve o'clock, he would still talk to him for half an hour... But after hearing what the fat guy said, it didn't seem to be the case?

Zhang Jun sighed when he saw this, "Yang Mo, I know what you're thinking. I admit that my dad and his friends initially planned to find some of Director Zhang's acquaintances to come over, and then sneak over to have a drink with him in a private capacity, and then ask him some questions and beg for mercy...but they didn't plan to separate you two."

As he spoke, the little fat man stared at Yang Mo and said word by word: "But in fact, Director Zhang did not pay attention to those people. Instead, after some polite conversation, he took the initiative to ask to stay in the big guesthouse... In other words, he will not stay in the small guesthouse today... Do you understand the meaning of this?"

Yang Mo's expression darkened when he heard this.

He knew very well the meaning of big guesthouse and small guesthouse. The fat guy was just throwing himself out as a shield!

"What happened in the meantime?!" Yang Mo's tone was a little cold.

Zhang Jun shrugged. "I don't know. My dad and the others have been grumbling about it for a long time but they can't come up with anything. But even if Director Zhang is staying here, you still have to go there."

Yang Mo frowned again: "Why is this?"

The little fat man looked at him with a very strange look: "Why? You actually asked why... Are you unsure yourself?"

Yang Mo's heart skipped a beat for some unknown reason, and then he shook his head: "I really don't understand the connection between these two things."

Zhang Jun stared at this guy for a long time, and finally sighed: "Well, I'll tell you why... You were so powerful at the tertiary service company today, and you drew a lot of bets, do you remember?"

Yang Mo twitched his lips: "Remember, no more, no less, exactly ten strokes."

The fat guy twitched his lips as if he had a toothache: "It's good that you know... Ten cases! From the minute you stepped into the tertiary industry management service company, you found a case every half an hour on average... Not even Di Renjie is as good at it as you!"

Yang Mo curled his lips in disapproval.

There is absolutely no comparison between the two, okay? Those bugs in the Linpan Oilfield Tertiary Industry Management Service Company used all outdated methods. In addition, when they were doing their work, members of the Finance and Discipline Inspection departments of the drilling company had already outlined the possible suspicious links. This kind of thing of catching cicadas with a flashlight at night does not require any technical skills at all, okay?

Seeing Yang Mo's expression, the little fat man sighed: "I know you are capable, but you shouldn't show off your ability like this... You can catch ordinary small insects, but you moved three executives of the tertiary service management company in a row this afternoon, which really scared my dad and the others!"

As he spoke, Zhang Jun looked at him with a face full of resentment: "It's only the first day, and you've already taken down three executives of the tertiary industry service management company. On the second and third day, will you turn your knife to the core departments of our Linpan Refinery?... You know, some things are often beyond our control in the end."

After hearing this, Yang Mo finally understood why this guy was here. He waved his hand nonchalantly, "Don't worry, we know what we are doing... You might as well tell your dad that Director Zhang and I planned to launch a blitzkrieg. As long as the money we find reaches our expectations, we will naturally stop."

Zhang Jun looked at him with a strange look again after hearing this. After a long while, he said quietly, "That may not be the case. I'm just afraid that you won't be able to stop when the time comes... You know, Director Zhang only made four signatures in the Logistics Department today... And, those who were caught were all small fry, and no deputy department-level people were harmed."

!!!

Yang Mo stood up with a bang, with disbelief and raging anger in his eyes.

He finally understood why the fat guy ended up staying in the big guesthouse, and why Zhang Jun's father and others had specially sent him to knock on his door. He also understood what the fat guy meant when he said "I'm afraid you won't be able to control yourself by then."

Before this trip, they were forced to hand over a military order to Wang Yinuo. If they did not find a sufficient amount of money within the specified time, they would be held accountable.

Although Yang Mo was not really willing to be the unlucky guy, the time was tight and the task was heavy, and he actually admired Wang Yinuo's work in the first stage of this matter. Therefore, under Zhang Wenshun's persuasion, he reluctantly agreed... This feeling was very contradictory, but actually understandable.

According to the previous plan, he and Zhang Wenshun will adopt thunder tactics and dig out enough termites as quickly as possible within three days in order to fulfill the required amount on the military order while minimizing the cause and effect.

You know, this kind of trouble in the logistics department is usually a conspiracy, and as long as the investigation continues, it will inevitably involve the management of the core departments of the Linpan Oilfield.

From this perspective, although adopting the thunder tactics and completing the work within three days may seem scary, it is actually setting boundaries on another level to avoid getting involved too much.

After the three-day investigation is completed and the money to be confiscated is confiscated, the subsequent investigation will naturally be taken over by the relevant departments or special teams of the Linpan Oilfield. By then... everyone will understand.

With a fixed amount of money required, this thunder tactic naturally also has a minimum quantity requirement... That is, each person must dig out at least ten valuable termites every day, otherwise it would be difficult to reach the required number on the military order without stopping in three days. But now Zhang Wenshun only dug out four small worms on the first day, so there is no need to explain the intention.

He didn't want to bear too many consequences, so he simply used physical isolation to deceive Yang Mo as well, and then delayed the investigation for three days to let things ferment. He then used the worms dug out from Yang Mo's side to pull out a few big fish.

With the big fish, Wang Yinuo's rigid demand for the amount of money would naturally be met. Although he, the leader of the joint investigation team, was overshadowed by his deputy because of "slow work progress", he was spared from all the consequences and naturally made a fortune in silence.

Yang Mo, the deputy who has been very successful at work, will naturally face endless troubles after a short period of glory.

TNND, this abacus is even louder than that of a 30-year-old accountant!
Yang Mo gritted his teeth, his face as gloomy as water.

Although he didn't know why Zhang Wenshun suddenly wanted to trick him, he felt that this move was both a shady and open one. Once he fell into the trap, there was no way to recover.

He is the person in charge of the joint investigation team. As long as it does not exceed the seven-day limit on the military order, he can investigate for as many days as he wants.

But as long as Yang Mo made a start as agreed on the first day, he would have no control over how things would develop... There was also a special department, the Public Security Bureau, involved in this matter. In four days at most, the materials revealed by those big bugs he dug out today would bring disaster to the heads of some core departments of the Linpan Oilfield.

Thinking of Yao Shanping's statement this afternoon, Yang Mo felt a headache.

The love, hatred and vengeance involved in this kind of conspiracy are far more complicated and subtle than what is shown on TV, and the administrative level of the Linpan Oilfield itself is not enough for the "bosses" to pose a real threat to their accomplices, so the smooth development of some things is a natural thing.

By the time……

You will be in big trouble!
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Looking at Yang Mo's extremely ugly face, Zhang Jun secretly breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that his father's guess was right. This matter was indeed far more abnormal than it seemed. His brother was indeed framed by his leader without knowing it.

Since there may be other reasons for this incident, and Yang Mo has also realized that something is wrong, then some words can be discussed in detail.

Reaching out to take the cigarette butt that was about to burn Yang Mo's fingers and extinguishing it, Zhang Jun handed over another cigarette: "Yang Mo, I think we can discuss anything;"

"Everyone knows that this joint investigation was ordered by your CEO Wang, and we also know that you didn't come here to carry out this work willingly;"

"So, what my dad means is...why don't you tell us what you want, and see if you can cooperate with each other to complete the work in the shortest possible time, and then both sides can end this matter amicably?"

At a certain point, everyone was playing with their cards openly, so people like the fat boy's father naturally understood what Wang Yinuo was planning.

However, in many cases, although the people above know each other well, the people below often encounter unexpected changes in the execution process, and there are several sets of rules intertwined. Now there are people from the Public Security Bureau involved. Some things cannot be stopped just because you want to. Therefore, the smartest way is for both parties to secretly show their cards to each other, and then cooperate tacitly.

Although many people do not want to see this outcome, it is much better than letting things become completely out of control.

Yang Mo calmed himself down and looked at Zhang Jun deeply: "Fatty, we are friends, so there are some things I can tell you, but before I say it, I hope you can tell me seriously... Can your father really make the decision?"

Unlike other people of the same age, Zhang Jun is much more sensible in this regard. Hearing this, he pondered for a while and nodded gently: "Our Linpan Refinery is different from your drilling company. The weight of the Asset Management Department is much heavier than that of your company. There are very few departments that can bypass our work. And... my father has been nominated as the vice president this year... ranked second among all the vice presidents."

Yang Mo understood immediately.

He immediately reported a number: "1.7 million... Within three days, no matter if you use self-inspection methods like cutting off the tail of a gecko or adding more children to the stove, as long as you can make up this number, the work of the joint investigation team can be stopped... This is a death order issued by our President Wang, and there is no room for bargaining."

1. 170 million!

The little fat boy was completely frightened and stood there in a daze.

Seeing this, Yang Mo sneered: "This number is not given randomly. Although 1.7 million sounds very scary, it is not a small number even for the Linpan Refinery, but in fact... let alone Mr. Wang, even I can see that this number is at most 1/4 of the loopholes in your logistics and tertiary industry departments!"

Yang Mo sighed, "I have to admit that our President Wang is a tough guy. His judgment of the scale is simply terrifying. The figures given to you cooperating units can make you bleed a lot, but they will not hurt you... And you don't have to be unbalanced. I tell you the truth, you are already the lowest. The figures given by President Wang to our drilling company and Linyi Refinery are even higher!"

Zhang Jun's face turned pale and blue when he heard this. Everyone knew about the mess in the logistics and tertiary industry departments of each unit, but he never expected that his own unit had such a big hole in this regard.

1.7 billion!

This is only about 1/4, the real situation...

No matter how rich the oil unit is, this is not the way to play!
Taking a deep breath, Zhang Jun said frankly: "This is a big matter. I can't reply to you now. I have to go back and tell my dad and let him make the decision."

Yang Mo nodded. Since the fat boy's father had been nominated as vice president, and ranked second, he could probably guess who the "they" he was talking about was.

I looked at him seriously and said, "Okay, just go back and tell your dad the truth, but I might as well be frank... Once the arrow is shot, there is no turning back. I will continue to do what I should do in the next two days. If your dad still doesn't take any action within three days, then I'm sorry, the rest of the matter will not be decided by either of us... I'm just a pawn who has no choice but to do something. Apart from telling you my trump card, I can't do anything."

Zhang Jun sighed: "I know this. Everyone in the system is like this... If you are willing to tell my dad and the others about your cards, you have already done them a huge favor!"

As he said that, he stood up and laughed: "Now that we have finished talking about business, it is time to talk about some personal matters... It is rare for you to come to our Linpan, so as a brother, I must treat you well."

Although Yang Mo admired this guy's ability to take things easy, he just shrugged his shoulders when he heard this: "Hey, hey, hey, I'm still the captain of the joint investigation team. Even if I really want to eat at a rich restaurant, do you think it's convenient for me to go out with you for a drink and a barbecue?"

Zhang Jun smiled slyly: "Who said that we have to go out for drinks and barbecue to entertain you... Don't you have the title of the team leader of the investigation team? You are definitely a special leader holding the Emperor's Sword... If you entertain a leader, you should behave like one. If you don't have this title, you won't be able to get some good things!"

As he spoke, the little fat man walked to the landline, picked up the receiver and dialed a number at the main reception desk: "The leader in room 204 is thirsty. Send up a pot of good tea."

Seeing this, Yang Mo curled his lips and said, "After all this fuss, it's just a pot of tea... It's not that I look down on you, it's just some green tea, what's so good about it? It's better to ask the service desk to send two boxes of beer!"

Zhang Jun smiled obscenely: "That may not be the case... It doesn't matter whether the tea is good or not. The most important thing is whether the person who brought the tea is pleasing to the eye or not."

???

Yang Mo, who vaguely sensed something, was stunned and was about to say something.

There was a barely perceptible knock on the door.

The fat boy walked over with a sly smile and gently opened the door.

Suddenly, a rather handsome waiter came in with tea.

After looking up and down at the girl in cheongsam, Zhang Jun clicked his tongue twice, then put his arm around Yang Mo's shoulders and pulled him into the bedroom.

"How is it? Not bad, right? Her facial features aren't particularly pretty, but her figure, wow, it's second to none!"

Zhang Jun winked at Yang Mo and gave him a smile that every man could understand, then gestured to Yang Mo to admire the beautiful girl who had come to his door.

The waiter was also very sensible, and when he saw the two men looking at him, he first gave a shy smile, then stood up straight, pretending to avoid the leader's conversation, and turned sideways to face the two men, showing off half of his snow-white calves and his obviously irregular figure to the fullest.

Yang Mo frowned, and before he could say anything, the little fat man sighed and said, "What a pity! Logically speaking, it's a rare opportunity. As a brother, I should find a better candidate for you. "

"But there is no way. Even if it is a small guesthouse, the conditions are like this now... There are no new waiters willing to report here at the moment, so we can't drink the first spring tea before the Qingming Festival. "

"But even though this girl has been reported for half a year, she only has minor flaws. Moreover, according to one of my uncles, this girl is very knowledgeable and has a lot of room for discussion and exchange. Most people who come here would not ask her to serve and receive them... What do you think, brother, am I nice enough?"

Looking at the girl who was slightly delighted by his appearance, and then at the obscene little fat man, Yang Mo's eyelids could not help but jump...

(End of this chapter)