1988: Back to the human world for a few years

Chapter 278 Lone Wolf (1)

In the eyes of many people, Yang Mo, who became a powerful section-level cadre at the age of 24, is not only difficult to understand, but also has shockingly few hobbies.

This man doesn't like fine wine; even if you put a bottle of Lai Mao made before the founding of the People's Republic of China in front of him, he would just drink it with his nose pinched, as if it were poison;
This person doesn't like delicious food; he rarely eats in the cadre cafeteria, and has never taken the initiative to eat in the Bichuan Restaurant. Although he is already the head of the critical department, the things he eats the most are pickled vegetables and the pancakes that his childhood friend made for him;
This guy also doesn't like fancy clothes; apart from the suits and woolen coats that the company provides to section-level cadres, this guy doesn't have any other high-end clothes and shoes; when you occasionally meet him on weekends, he is definitely wearing a very tacky military coat, plus a pair of tacky cotton-padded safety shoes... Even the only leather jacket he has is a gift from Miss Mu after she couldn't stand it anymore.

Besides, this person doesn't hide famous watches; he doesn't like socializing; he doesn't like going out for fun; he doesn't like jewelry, jade, antiques; and he doesn't like to take care of flowers and plants.
Even when it comes to beauty, this guy doesn't seem to be that interested... This is really scary.

24 years old is the age when hormones are secreted vigorously, and admiration for beauty is also the nature of any young person engraved in the genes. However, even though this man has been with a beauty of Muliya's level for a year, and many people have noticed that this young lady is not averse to him, he has not shown any signs of wanting to pursue her.

This young man is not interested in any of the three things: wine, sex, money, or power.

It can be said that in the eyes of many people in the drilling company, Yang Mo, the excessively young "partial wealth god", is definitely the most difficult person to get in touch with.

Fortunately, with the presence of Miss Mu, Wang Yinuo actually knew that Yang Mo did not have no hobbies at all.

At least……

This guy who is terrible at fishing is actually very good at tea.

It’s just a little strange that this guy is not interested in the current mainstream good teas such as Longjing, Taiping Houkui, Dongding Oolong, etc. Instead, he is very fond of the rather unpopular Pu'er... and this guy doesn’t like to drink cooked Pu'er, he only likes to drink raw Pu'er.

Although due to objective limitations, few people in the drilling company knew about this guy's preference; but this did not prevent Wang Yinuo from secretly asking someone to bring two cakes of good tea from southern Yunnan and put them in his office more than a month ago.

However, due to various reasons, Yang Mo had not had a chance to sit alone in the general manager's office since he became the section chief, so the two cakes of fine tea were always displayed in the tea cabinet in good condition;
But now, this tea has finally reached its unpacking moment...

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"Xiao Yang, you know what? Actually, when I was quenching the queue, I also really liked drinking Pu'er... But at that time, I rarely used it to make cakes. I only drank the loose ingredients."

After turning the tea cake over and slightly loosening it, Wang Yinuo picked up the tea needle and very skillfully peeled off the relatively loose tea leaves one by one, then took them out one by one, then slowly picked out some thick black strips, and put them into the covered bowl one by one... It is obvious that Wang Yinuo, who likes Tieguanyin, is also an old hand at drinking Pu'er. In this era of mixed picking of large and small trees, only old hands know how to select and put tea in this way.

Yang Mo looked at him in surprise.

He was not surprised that Wang Yinuo had once worked in the countryside. This practice of working in the countryside has been around since 1950. At that time, it was common for anyone who had gone to school for a few years to have had the experience of working in the countryside.

What surprised him was that the name "Xiao Yang" had a strong personal connotation... It was working hours now, and this did not quite match his impression of Wang Yinuo.

After thinking for a while, Yang Mo looked at the peacock pattern on the tissue paper with interest: "Boss Wang, is this tea from Banna? Which mountain is it from?"

"The top of the mountain?"

Wang Yinuo was stunned. He had not yet started to pursue the mountain, so it was the first time he heard such a term. However, these two words were very easy to understand. Therefore, after coming to his senses, Wang Yinuo just smiled and said, "I only know that this is tea from Mansa. As for which mountain it is from... I really don't know."

"Mansa" is Yiwu, one of the six ancient tea mountains. It is also the area with the largest production of commercial tea in southern Yunnan at that time, even larger than Bulang.

Yang Mo nodded in understanding. At this time, all the tea was picked together, regardless of the size of the trees or the specific hills. They were processed in batches after being collected. Therefore, at most, we can only give you a general production area. If you want to drink the good tea you really like, it really depends on luck.

Wang Yinuo glanced at him and continued to unpack the tea slowly: "Xiao Yang, originally I thought that these two cakes of tea should have been unpacked long ago... but I didn't have the chance until today, and I took the initiative to unpack them... I have to say, you disappoint me a little!"

Upon hearing this, Yang Mo smiled shyly like an ordinary junior.

He naturally knew what Wang Yinuo meant.

In a central enterprise with a relatively high degree of verticality, such as a drilling company, being awarded the title of section chief may not mean anything, but becoming the head of a section chief-level department means that you have officially entered the core middle level and truly have the power of life and death in your own little piece of land.

If you still don't understand what this means, let me put it more bluntly... After becoming a core middle-level manager, as long as you don't become so cowardly as Yang Jin of the Industrial and Agricultural Science Department, who was stripped of his power, then you will have the capital to not have to look at anyone's face. Unless there are documents and tasks from superiors, even the general manager and deputy general manager have to respect your personal opinions and discuss with you on matters outside of their job duties.

Wang Yinuo and Feng Yuan originally strongly recommended Yang Mo to become the section chief of Momo Baitou. In addition to the fact that he was the most suitable candidate for this position, they also wanted to split the relationship between Yang Mo and Zhang Wenshun.

In their opinion, the reason why Yang Mo has always stood firmly on Zhang Wenshun's side is not only because they have a good personal relationship, but more importantly, Yang Mo has no capital to "betray" Zhang Wenshun... Or in other words, in Yang Mo's opinion, as long as he is still in the General Office, it would be a loss for him to part ways with Zhang Wenshun;

But if Yang Mo's personnel relationship was transferred away from the General Office, and he had his own piece of land, and became a section-level cadre with authority half a level higher than Zhang Wenshun, then the biggest obstacle would no longer exist.

As the saying goes, a wise bird chooses the right tree to roost in. As a native of Shandong, Wang Yinuo became a powerful section chief in a southwestern enterprise like a drilling company in just over a year. Wang Yinuo thought that even if Yang Mo was embarrassed by the young man's appearance at the beginning and would not come over to express his opinion immediately after taking office as the section chief; but after seeing the two cakes of Pu'er tea in his office, he would definitely find time to come over to drink some tea and chat, right?
Don't think this is embarrassing. You have to know that Wang Yinuo, who has already won the competition, has the capital to attract any young and ambitious people to come and show their loyalty with his achievements this year... It can even be said that this qualification is not possessed by everyone.

But unfortunately, Yang Mo has been in office for almost two months, but he seems to be blind. He seemed not to notice the two cakes of tea placed in the most prominent position in the tea cabinet in the general manager's office, nor did he find a reason to come over alone to have a heart-to-heart talk with his top leader.

Not only that, this guy even teamed up with that fat guy Zhang Wenshun and pushed me hard from behind, trying to send me away...

How could this not make Wang Yinuo angry and disappointed?
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Yang Mo was just smiling ashamedly, like a student who failed the midterm exam, but he didn't say anything.

Wang Yinuo sighed in disappointment, and then passed a cup of tea to him: "Xiao Yang, I am Xiao Ya's uncle after all... So, now, can you tell me why?"

Seeing that this guy actually started to play the personal emotional card, Yang Mo looked at him in surprise.

However, since the other party had already bluntly stated that his current situation was not good, Yang Mo no longer felt comfortable playing dumb.

He took a sip from the cup in front of him and raised his eyebrows: "Good tea, Uncle Wang, this should be the raw materials collected from the sinkhole, right?"

Seeing this kid looking around and talking about other things, Wang Yinuo was a little unhappy at first, but when he heard the other party call him "Uncle Wang", he was immediately shocked... No, not just shocked, he even felt a little flattered. He sighed with some emotion... If I had known this, I should have used my relationship with Yaer to play the emotional card with this kid!
After thinking for a while, Wang Yinuo showed a calm smile on his face: "I'm not sure whether the material was collected from the sinkhole, but my friend assured me that these two cakes are indeed good tea."

As if he didn't hear Wang Yinuo's hint, Yang Mo nodded: "The ancient tree tea over there in Luoshuidong is indeed good tea. The tea soup is also full and fragrant, and it is more obvious that it makes you salivate... It's just a pity that I actually prefer the tea from Manzhuan and Mangzhi."

Wang Yinuo frowned: "Why is this?"

He had no research on the mountain, nor did he know the difference between the three types of tea, but he understood that Yang Mo might not be talking about just tea...it was even uncertain whether the cup of tea in front of him was made from the material in the sinkhole.

Yang Mo shrugged: "Because the tea from Manzhuan tastes stronger, while the tea from Mangzhi tastes purer... No matter which one it is, the flavor and satisfaction after drinking it are more satisfying than the cup of sweet water in Luoshuidong."

violent?

Pure?

Thinking of all the things this young man had done this year, he suddenly laughed: "So you think Director Zhang prefers Mangzhi, which tastes purer?"

Yang Mo did not give a definite answer: "I don't know how the latter rhyme will taste, but at least the first two cups taste like Mangzhi."

Wang Yinuo pursed his lips without commenting: "Then who is Man Zhuan? Xiaoya's father...Mu Siyuan?"

Yang Mo blinked his eyes: "Uncle Wang, how would I know that! ... To be honest, if possible, I prefer to drink the more domineering Lao Ban Zhang... But unfortunately, we can't get it."

Although he guessed that the other party was only revealing some of the truth because he had only been working in the drilling company for a short time, Wang Yinuo was still shocked by these words.

Prefer a more domineering tea?

Looking at everything this young man has done since taking office, it seems that he has not deceived himself.

only……

After all, they are young people, and it’s still too intense.

Thinking of this, Wang Yinuo laughed and shook his head slightly: "Does your uncle Wang look like this soft little sweet water? ... Maybe, this little sweet water is actually very strong!"

Yang Mo looked at him with a smile: "Character determines destiny... Just like a person who kneels for too long will not be able to stand up, no matter how ambitious you are, Uncle Wang, you have been wearing that soft mask on your face for too long, and you will no longer be strong... People always have inertia!"

Wang Yinuo seemed to have his inner secret exposed. He immediately became angry and stared at Yang Mo for a long time. Then he sighed helplessly: "Xiao Yang, whether you believe it or not, Lao Zhang's purpose is far from as simple as you think; and Lao Mu is actually far from as courageous as you think!"

At this point, Wang Yinuo smiled bitterly and turned the teacup in his hand: "As for me... Well, I admit that I may not be as courageous as I think I am. I have been enduring for a long time, and I may not even be able to see the little thing in my crotch... But no matter what, I still think that I am actually better than Lao Zhang and Lao Mu."

Yang Mo stared at him for a while, then suddenly laughed: "Uncle Wang... Actually, I think your evaluation may not be wrong... Maybe, you are indeed better than Director Zhang and Miss Mu's father... At the very least, not all superiors are willing to admit their shortcomings in person."

As he spoke, Yang Mo sighed: "But it is precisely because of this that it proves that what I just said is correct. It is indeed difficult for you to become fierce;"

"You may be a very good elder, and you may also be a very good leader who maintains the status quo, but..."

Before he finished speaking, Wang Yinuo interrupted him: "But this is exactly what you need, isn't it?"

Seeing Yang Mo's somewhat stiff expression, Wang Yinuo chuckled again: "One of the important reasons why you have always stood firmly on Lao Zhang's side is that Lao Zhang will not interfere with your seemingly daring behavior;"

"And the reason why you have such a good relationship with Xiaoya is also very important for the same reason... Xiaoya will not only not interfere with your behavior, but will give you as much support as possible."

"Have you not noticed that, apart from Lao Zhang and Xiao Ya, you don't have a very harmonious relationship with any of the company's leaders... You can't even get close to Chief He of the Asset Management Department, who admired you very much at the beginning; you have also been wary of Tang Chaoxian and Vice President Feng, who once showed kindness to you."

At this point, Wang Yinuo said lightly: "Xiao Yang, after all, you just want an environment where you can display your talents and ambitions without any scruples. It doesn't matter to you who helps you in this regard and whose side you stand on... isn't it?"

Yang Mo's expression suddenly froze.

Although he did not completely agree with Wang Yinuo's evaluation, it was really difficult for him to refute it all at once.

Actually, what Wang Yinuo said was not wrong. He had been in the future for too long, and it was difficult for him to truly trust anyone except Tugou from the bottom of his heart... And when it came to work, he had his own ideas and little calculations, so it was impossible for him to completely trust or rely on anyone else.

In the words of later generations, he had a typical lone wolf mentality.

Therefore, for him who has foresight to some extent, as long as he does not cross the red line and does not step into those huge pitfalls, it actually does not matter who he stands with... but the prerequisite is that you cannot interfere with his plans.

Seeing that he didn't say anything, Wang Yinuo sighed again: "So, Xiao Yang...don't you think that after all the calculations, it is actually the most beneficial for you to have a leader like me in the front?"

???

Yang Mo looked at him with some confusion...

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PS: It was originally supposed to be a 12-word chapter, but something urgent happened and I won’t be back until tomorrow night. In order to make sure I’m fully present, I’ll split it into two chapters. The next chapter will be posted at a.m. Please forgive me.

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