1988: Back to the human world for a few years

Chapter 167 Whale Fall Plan
Mu Liya looked at Yang Mo with a complicated look, she really didn't expect that this guy could be so calm and rational... In his early twenties, isn't it the time to take revenge?

Where's your anger tank?

Why can't I see it?
Seeing her expression, Yang Mo chuckled twice. You are an old man whose age in two lifetimes combined is almost half buried in the ground. You are using the thinking of an ordinary young person to guess me... Isn't this a joke?

However, he was not willing to continue the conversation on this topic, and returned to the main topic: "First, this is ripe Pu'er tea, please wash it a few more times, three times is the minimum requirement, and four times would not be too much for me... Don't ask me why, if you have the opportunity to visit the tea factories that produce ripe Pu'er, you will know."

Mu Liya was stunned for a moment, then she very obediently poured out the reddish-brown tea in the fairness cup, and continued to pour water to wash the tea.

Seeing this, Yang Mo nodded with satisfaction: "Second, some things are better done early than late. Now that the list of candidates for the temporary office has been announced, let's not delay... I'll trouble you, the leader of the foreign trade industry coordination group and the liaison officer of the special working group, to call several units that have completed business restructuring and ask them to send a few technicians and people who can really take charge to work with us early tomorrow morning!"

tomorrow?

Mu Liya looked at Yang Mo in surprise: "Have you figured out how to carry out the second phase of work?"

Yang Mo rolled his eyes. "Didn't I tell you long ago that the reason why major companies are having trouble operating and the triangular debt problem is that it is essentially caused by the blockage of commodity and value circulation links... To put it bluntly, it is because these products can't find a market... Now that we know the root cause, can't we just find a market for them?"

Mu Liya stared at him blankly: "I understand what you said, but the problem of sales channels is not for one or two companies, but for hundreds of companies... Even if we have three heads and six arms, it is impossible for us to help them all find sales channels at once!"

Yang Mo chuckled and knocked on the table, motioning the young lady to pour him some tea: "Secretary Mu, don't be too picky about everything. You need to learn to look at things from a macro perspective!"

"The reason why you think it's difficult to help them find sales channels is because you are judging market acceptance based on their current product form and quality. According to the existing standards, it is naturally difficult... If the current product quality and form are really competitive in the market, they would have sold it long ago. Why would they need our help?"

Hearing this guy calling her Secretary Mu again, Miss Mu blushed and glared at him angrily: "Are you planning to instruct them on product upgrades? Well... although this will cause the original inventory to be scrapped, and the cost of adjusting and introducing new production lines and production processes is not small, but Uncle Wang still has enough ammunition now, so we can barely afford it."

Yang Mo sneered: "Do you really think that 7 million is a lot?... Well, 7 million is indeed a lot, but it is only a lot for one company. If you spread the money among hundreds of units, it won't even be a drop in the bucket!"

Mu Liya was completely confused: "What do you mean by what you just said?"

Yang Mo shrugged: "My plan is very simple, it's nothing more than three words: [pull], [change], and [support]... As I said before, although 7 million yuan is a lot of money, it is nothing compared to the size of the regional economy. Therefore, the essence of the second phase of work is actually to set up a game!"

Mu Liya became more confused as she listened. She even forgot to pour the tea and just stared at Yang Mo stupidly.

Yang Mo knocked on the table in dissatisfaction, indicating that he was thirsty. Seeing that the woman finally reacted and poured tea into the cup in front of him, he smiled and said, "Although the domestic economy is in a cold winter right now, I have said before that our domestic consumption driving force is still sufficient."

"The reason why the regional economy is collapsing on a large scale is that, in addition to the fact that the products of various units are indeed unable to keep up with the needs of the times, it is more because last year's price breakthrough was put on the brakes. Under the chain reaction, people dare not consume at will, nor are they willing to consume at will;"

"Therefore, we should work on both the supply side and the demand side at the same time, set up a plan, and show these companies how to change their production, sales and business models at the lowest cost, while stimulating and motivating the public so that they dare to consume, right?"

hiss~!

Mu Liya did not find it strange that Yang Mo used such descriptive words that usually only appear in administrative departments.

State-owned enterprises are semi-official and semi-private institutions. Since the founding of the People’s Republic of China, they have been involved in the formulation and implementation of almost all economic policies… They are ready to fire 7 million yuan of ammunition, so how could it be just a simple commercial rescue?

only,
[Pull] and [Change] are fine, but...

【keep】?
Mu Liya, who vaguely understood how Yang Mo was going to set up the scheme, looked at him in disbelief, her voice a little hoarse: "Yang Mo, you, you...are you planning to...?" Yang Mo smiled, tilted his head and stared at an old newspaper on the newspaper rack in the office for a moment, then took a sip of the teacup: "Don't Southern newspapers shout every day that state-owned enterprises are wrong in this and that? Not only have they shouted the slogan of state-owned enterprises withdrawing from the private sector, but they have also asserted that state-owned enterprises will disappear from the stage one day?"

"Oh, I admit that they are right in some places, and I also admit that a large number of state-owned enterprises will disappear from the stage of history; it's just that..."

With an expression that Mu Liya could hardly understand, Yang Mo played with the teacup in his hand and said, "When a whale falls, all things come to life. If possible, I hope that one day, those state-owned enterprises really sink to the bottom of the sea, and nourish the floating algae and krill that may never float to the surface to see the sun in their lifetime... instead of the sharks and lampreys that come here to smell the blood!"

Mu Liya understood what he meant, and her mouth trembled: "Are you crazy? "

Yang Mo looked at her with amusement: "Let's not discuss whether I'm really crazy or not. If anyone is crazy, it was your Uncle Wang who went crazy first... Since everyone is crazy, then I'll go crazy with him!"

"Uncle Wang?" Muliya felt that she was a little confused.

Yang Mo put out the cigarette in his hand, took out another one and lit it, took a deep puff, and suddenly tilted his head to look at the beauty in front of him: "Miss Mu, you haven't figured out yet that your Uncle Wang has always had plans for Whale Fall, right?"

After finishing speaking, Yang Mo seemed to have lost interest in continuing the discussion. He turned his head to look at the shelf again, left the tea table, returned to the sofa, and continued to look through the materials.

Following Yang Mo's gaze, Mu Liya saw the yellowed old newspaper on the newsstand.

She had deliberately had someone leave it there a long time ago, and it was so long ago that she almost forgot about it.

The name of the newspaper was The Texas Journal, and it was not a very influential newspaper;
You don't need to read the above content to know that it is a report on their deeds of helping migrant workers return to their hometowns.

However, the title at the top of the newspaper was quite eye-catching to those who paid close attention.

The negotiation is not going smoothly...

Is there any good news after the illness?

Mu Liya stared at the eight words in a daze.

If I remember correctly, there was also such a newspaper under the glass plate of Uncle Wang's desk at home, and it was pressed in the middle to the left.

If what Yang Mo said just now was not a lie...

Uncle Wang, after enduring for most of your life, do you finally want to become that light?

Yang Mo and Wang Yinuo, these two men whom she thought were very familiar, suddenly became unfamiliar in Mu Liya's sight...

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