1988: Back to the human world for a few years

Chapter 163 Fishing (1)

The next day, Yang Mo went to work as usual as if nothing had happened.

I entered the office as usual.
He chatted and talked with Bao Shuxian, Su Yu and others normally.

Sitting at my desk and reading a newspaper normally,

Assign Bai Mengmeng study tasks normally.
Even when Zhang Wenshun came in, he called the director in a normal manner, with a humble smile on his face.

This seemingly normal reaction made Zhang Wenshun feel creepy.

To be honest, he would rather this guy be in a bad mood today and find an excuse to take a leave of absence from work; he would rather this guy put on a sour face in front of him, or even rush into the office to blame him, rather than act as if nothing happened.

No, it wasn't just as if nothing had happened. Today, Yang Mo behaved more like a normal subordinate than ever before, with his usual casualness completely gone.

If it were an ordinary person, he might think that this guy finally faced up to the reality, figured out his position, and obediently accepted his fate of being a tool.

But Zhang Wenshun, who thought he knew Yang Mo well, would never think so. When he found that Yang Mo unexpectedly showed up in the office today, he almost immediately wanted to pull this guy into the office to have a good chat.

The reason why I say almost...

That was because there was a small meeting chaired by Wang Yinuo this morning, and he was specifically asked to attend. Seeing that the meeting would start in less than twenty minutes, he simply did not have enough time to have a closed-door chat with Yang Mo.

Therefore, even though he knew that the longer he delayed something, the more passive he would become, Zhang Wenshun could only give Yang Mo a look that said "I'll explain it to you when I come back later" and hurried away with his briefcase.

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11: 34.

Zhang Wenshun, who had just finished a meeting, hurried back to the General Office, but found that except for Bai Mengmeng and another intern who were still busy writing something, the entire office was empty and Yang Mo was no longer there.

"Qian Ya, where is your master? Did he go to the cafeteria to eat?"

Zhang Wenshun tapped lightly on the white table, as if he was asking a very ordinary question.

Bai Mengmeng, who was biting her fingernails and frowning over the materials, raised her head when she heard this: "You mean Yang...my master? Supervisor Mu called him in earlier, and it seemed like he was asked to assist with some work. The two of them left long ago."

As he said this, he nudged the rice bowl on the desk next to him and said, "His rice bowl is still here. I guess he won't come back for lunch."

Seeing that his little niece still didn't regard Yang Mo as a real master, Zhang Wenshun frowned, but in the end said nothing. Instead, he quietly walked into his office, closed the door, sat on the sofa and began to ponder.

Although Mu Liya is the leader of the Diversified Development Research Group, it is affiliated with the General Office after all. Whenever there are not enough team members, it is normal to dispatch some staff from the General Office to assist in the work;

And because this young lady has many large projects on hand and is currently very successful, asking people from the General Office to assist with the work is actually giving them a chance to gild their resume. Therefore, everyone is very willing to help without delaying their own duties assigned by Director Zhang. Over time, no one even thinks there is anything wrong with this young lady assigning them work.

However, the relationship between Yang Mo and Miss Mu is somewhat different. Manager Mu may invite Yang Mo to her office from time to time to discuss some issues, but except for the trip to Linyi State-owned No. 1 Winery a few years ago, Miss Mu has never assigned Yang Mo to assist in any specific work.

But today the two of them actually went out together, could it be...

Thinking of all the things that happened during this period, Zhang Wenshun's brows were wrinkled into the shape of a "川" character.

After a long time, he sighed heavily.

In the end, I was still distracted by Wang Yinuo's words!

If he had not lost his composure and confessed his true plan to Yang Mo before the joint investigation began, the boy might not have refused.

The result is now...

Not only was Yang Mo's reaction greater than he had imagined, but if someone else had blocked the gap and said something preconceived, he was afraid that no matter how much he explained, the boy might not believe it.

Hey……

Zhang Wenshun fretfully took out a cigarette and lit it. After taking a deep puff, he stared at the chessboard under the coffee table in a daze...

………………

bang bang bang~
"Come in!"

Zhang Wenshun, whose thoughts were interrupted, sounded unusually unhappy.

Bai Mengmeng walked in through the door, took out two lunch boxes from the bag in her hand and put them in front of Zhang Wenshun with a smile: "Uncle Zhang, do you finally feel that you are too fat and are determined to lose weight?"

As he said that, he opened the foam lunch box in front of Zhang Wenshun with a sly smile, and then shook it in front of him: "Today at noon, the cafeteria has made your favorite No. 1 Pig's Trotter and Double Pepper Chicken... Uncle Zhang, are you sure you can resist it?" The so-called No. 1 Pig's Trotter, to put it simply, is braised pork ribs, a very common delicacy in Guizhou.

Although Guizhou's braised dishes are not as famous as Sichuan and Guangdong's braised dishes, as long as the ingredients are well-seasoned, any braised dish will taste good... In addition, this kind of pig's trotter needs to be eaten with dipping sauce, so the flavor is very different from ordinary braised dishes.

Seeing his little niece slyly picking up a piece of sliced ​​pork knuckle and waving it in front of him, Zhang Wenshun scolded her with a smile, took out chopsticks from the bag, picked up a piece of pork knuckle, dipped it in water, and stuffed it into his mouth.

Feeling the sour and spicy taste mixed with the aroma of Chinese medicine melting in his mouth, Zhang Wenshun sighed with satisfaction: "The stew is good, and the dipping sauce is also good!"

Bai Mengmeng carefully coated the pig's trotter in her hand with chili peppers, and then stuffed it into her mouth: "Isn't it delicious?... Let me tell you, I asked the canteen chef, the one who made this dish is from Guizhou, Zunyi. Although there is no Qingyan vinegar dipping sauce, the taste is still authentic."

"And Uncle Zhang, let me tell you, only when you are full can you have the energy to lose weight... Besides, most people who want to lose weight just eat less at night, but how can they save lunch like you do?"

"If you really want to lose weight, how about this? After work, I'll take you to play basketball. You can't lose weight just by dieting without exercise... And don't think I can't play basketball just because I'm short. Let me tell you, when I was in junior high and high school, I could play half a game with those boys without any hesitation!"

Listening to his little niece chattering like a sparrow, Zhang Wenshun laughed and patted her head gently: "I told you to learn to speak Mandarin here, why are you speaking dialect again?"

Bai Mengmeng smoothed her messed up bangs and pouted unhappily: "I see that apart from our department, many people in the company also speak dialects. Why do we have to speak Mandarin when we come here?"

Zhang Wenshun glared at her: "Because your master can't understand the southwestern dialect!"

Bai Mengmeng sneered: "If you can't hear it, then don't hear it. You'll get used to it slowly. This is the Southwest Drilling Company. We can't ask tens of thousands of people to accommodate him!"

Zhang Wenshun frowned and said, "They are them, and you are you. They don't have to accommodate your master, but you can't... Your master is lazy. If he feels tired communicating, he might not bother to teach you many things that you should have learned."

Bai Mengmeng curled her lips indifferently, then picked up a piece of boneless chicken with skin and put it in Zhang Wenshun's lunch box with a smile: "Don't we have you, Uncle Zhang? As long as you tell me, my new master will dare not teach me with all his heart and soul?"

During this joint investigation, Bai Mengmeng had certainly seen Yang Mo's abilities, and felt that it was not unreasonable for his father, Uncle Zhang, and others to be willing to pay a price to send him to the other party as a disciple;

But at the same time, after seeing the level of this would-be new master, he couldn't help but feel a little contempt for Yang Mo again... There was such a big pit in front of him, but under the command of his own Uncle Zhang, this new master still jumped in without hesitation. It was really hard to find such an obedient person these days.

Zhang Wenshun's brows twisted into a "川" shape again when he heard this.

Silly niece...this is what he is most worried about, okay!

Including this little niece, most people in the drilling company had no idea of ​​the delicate relationship between themselves and Yang Mo, nor did they know how powerful the young man was and how important he was to them.

In their eyes, Yang Mo was nothing more than a subordinate who was very capable, highly appreciated by them, and obedient to them.

It just so happens that Yang Mo, this kid, appears to be greasy on the surface, but is actually very arrogant in his heart. What just happened has already created a long rift in the originally very good relationship between the two.

If someone with ulterior motives pushes the physical nodes and blocks them, and other people have the same perception of his little niece, then it will be really difficult for him to repair the relationship with Yang Mo!

The worst thing is that Yang Mo doesn't only have this boat to ride on, he has many choices!

If it was three or four months ago, he would not have needed to worry so much. After all, although Miss Mu had always wanted to win over Yang Mo, that was a flat-bottomed boat that looked magnificent but was actually unable to handle deep water. With Yang Mo's intelligence, he would naturally not do such a stupid thing.

but now……

Not only can Miss Mu's ship try to sail in deep waters, but there are more important people who have taken a fancy to that boy than just this woman!
Thinking of Yang Mo who was suddenly pulled away by Miss Mu, Zhang Wenshun sighed in annoyance, and then looked at his niece with a very serious expression: "Qian Ya, I don't care what others say or what others think, but you must remember..."

After a brief pause, Zhang Wenshun's tone was serious and almost stern: "You are absolutely not allowed to be disrespectful to your master... The relationship between your master and I is absolutely! Absolutely! Not just a simple superior-subordinate relationship as you think!"

Putting down his chopsticks, Zhang Wenshun leaned forward slightly, crossed his hands and arched his knees, with an indescribably harsh expression: "Niece, don't blame your uncle for speaking harshly... From today on, if I find that you are disrespectful to your master, or show any contemptuous attitude, I will immediately help you pack your bedding and send you back to Guizhou!"

Looking at the uncle in front of him who suddenly made his hair stand on end, Bai Mengmeng's face turned pale.

"Okay, okay, I understand..."

………………

Just as Zhang Wenshun was frowning and sternly admonishing his little niece.

Linyi County, on the bank of a section of Pan River.

Yang Mo lifted the fishing rod which hadn't moved for a long time, and then shouted with dissatisfaction: "Hey, hey, hey, Miss, can you do this? I'm almost starving to death and there's no movement... Is there really a fish in the nest you found?"

Mu Liya, who was wearing a white dress, sat on the stool with a smile, and handed over a roast chicken from the pocket beside her: "Don't worry, there must be fish...an elder of mine who is very good at fishing told me so!"

(End of this chapter)