1988: Back to the human world for a few years

Chapter 374: A Virtuous Wife Smoked Yuxi

As a person who separates work and life very well, although Yang Mo would work overtime at night under special circumstances, or even take documents home to review them, he would definitely not touch any work during the precious one and a half hour break at noon... not even if the king of heaven came.

Don't ask why.

The question is the last stubbornness of a miserable VC!

So, even though there was a lot of work on hand that needed him to handle,
Obviously he himself doesn't have the habit of taking a nap.
But after lunch, he threw away his rice bowl and began to practice calligraphy in a pretentious manner, as if the thick piles of documents on his desk were nothing but air...

………………

"A spot of red appears on the top of a thousand-foot rock, and the spring breeze blows it down into the shallow grass."

"Wow, Pan Cheng's poem "On the Yandang Road" is so vivid!"

"But if the word 浅沙 in the poem is changed to 轻纱, it would be even better... What do you think, Comrade Yaer?"

A certain high-ranking official picked up a small writing brush that he had picked up from somewhere, looked at the crooked small characters on the letter paper, exclaimed in admiration a few times, then tilted his head and stared at the beauty who walked into the office with a sly smile.

"Huh? Pan Yu? The Pan Yu from the Southern Song Dynasty?"

"I didn't realize you knew him?"

Miss Mu tore a piece of toilet paper from the table and carefully wiped the water stains on the enamel basin that had just been cleaned for someone, looking at this guy in surprise.

In her impression, her man might be great in business, but in terms of literary literacy...

Although he published a so-called poetry collection with those bad friends, this guy is a complete ignorant idiot in this regard. She is embarrassed to tell others that this guy is a college student who graduated from the Chinese Department.

He immediately approached with curiosity, glanced at the dog-paddling calligraphy, and frowned with disdain: "Other people's small regular script emphasizes wide and flat structure, long horizontal strokes and short vertical strokes, retaining the remnants of three-point official script... Not only do your words lack rhythm and spirit, but even the most basic structure is scattered."

Miss Mu paused for a moment, holding back a hundred thousand words of complaints, and said with good intentions: "Yang Mo, writing small characters with a brush requires effort. How about... we do it step by step, first practice writing big characters on the special rice paper for calligraphy, and then write on this letter paper?"

Yang Mo just smiled slyly and said, "Whether the handwriting is good or not... is not important, not important."

"The important thing is, what do you think of changing the word [浅沙] here to [轻纱]?"

Miss Mu looked at him suspiciously and pondered for a moment: "Change it to light gauze? This has nothing to do with the meaning of the poem..."

Before he could finish his words, he saw the lewd smile on someone's face and the dishonest look in his eyes, and immediately reacted: "Bah~!! You rascal! Bad guy!"

Seeing Miss Mu turning around and trying to run away, Yang Mo chuckled, quickly grabbed her hand, and gently pulled it: "Hey, you haven't answered me yet!"

Miss Mu, with half of her body pulled into the other person's arms, was about to cry.

Since returning from Dongying, the two people whose status had been basically determined naturally had a different mentality. Therefore, the night before yesterday, when this guy took advantage of his drunkenness to hold her in his arms and conquered her precious third base, although she was extremely embarrassed, she only resisted symbolically and let this bastard do whatever he wanted.

God knows how I managed to get through the night before. If I hadn't met his parents yet and my lover still retained a bit of sanity, I'm sure he would have been eaten up that night.

and so……

What a crap poem revision!

This bastard is simply taking advantage of the situation and trying to tease me.

Still light gauze?
Pooh!
I, I, I…

Even if you want to change into that kind of clothes, you have to be married first!

Thinking of this, Miss Mu, who was already shaking a little, struggled softly, her tone full of begging for mercy: "Yang Mo, please don't do this, this is an office, people come and go, what if someone sees us?"

Seeing this, Yang Mo chuckled, "So what if they saw us? We are an open couple. We will report this to the organization soon. Even if we act a little intimate during lunch break, we won't be able to say anything if others see us... As a young couple, if we are not clingy and affectionate, can we still be called a young couple?"

Having said that, he still loosened his right hand.

He knew that this young lady was thin-skinned. He could do whatever he wanted when they were alone together, but when they were outside, he still had to consider her feelings.

Besides, he himself has no habit of doing anything wrong in the office. He may talk nonsense, but he is not so perverted as to do something really.

As soon as Yang Mo let go, Miss Mu quickly ran away three meters away, made a "Pooh" sound, and then stared at him angrily, not saying a word, but not leaving either.

Seeing the words "I'm angry, hurry up and comfort me" clearly written on the face of this young lady, Yang Mo scratched his cheek with some amusement. After thinking for a while, he suddenly touched his jacket pocket: "Oh, Comrade Yaer, my cigarettes are almost gone, why don't you go buy me one... I want Yunnan Yunnan!"

Miss Mu widened her eyes and looked at him in disbelief.

Are there such shameless people in this world?
Hey, hey, hey, you were wrong. You were the one who teased me first in public, okay?

I am very angry now!

You don't come to coax me, you don't come to apologize, and you even ask me to buy cigarettes for you?

This this……

Is this justified?

An inexplicable feeling of grievance rose in Miss Mu's heart, and she shook her head: "No!"

Yang Mo looked at her slyly: "Really not going?"

Miss Mu snorted, "If you said you won't go, then don't go. If you run out of cigarettes, why don't you ask your apprentice to buy some for you? I'm in a bad mood now, so I'm going back to my office for a nap!"

Having said that, his feet did not move at all.

Hearing this, Yang Mo blinked his eyes and said, "Oh my, this is difficult to handle. It's not appropriate to let Xiaobai buy these cigarettes, and it's even more inappropriate to let others buy them. Even if I buy them myself, it's not appropriate... Well, since you are unwilling to help, then I won't be able to smoke this Yuxi."

As he said this, he sighed as if he had a toothache: "Okay! It seems that I can only smoke other cigarettes during this period... What a pity, I was particularly craving for this Yunnan Yunnan cigarette."

Miss Mu wrinkled her nose and said, "It's not like the company doesn't have cigarettes for entertaining. If you want to smoke something else, just buy it yourself. Why can't you smoke if I don't buy it for you?... So the cigarettes bought with my money are better?"

The designated cigarette for hospitality at Dahua Company was Huazi, so if Yang Mo wanted to smoke Huazi, he could have as much as he wanted; but if he wanted to smoke other cigarettes, he had to buy them with his own money;

Moreover, this guy has a bad habit of taking advantage of people he is close to, from a whole carton of high-end cigarettes to a steamed bun. He will definitely take advantage of anything he gets, as if the things he gets are particularly delicious.

Although everyone knew that this was a way for this guy to show closeness, and a lot of people wanted him to take advantage of them but couldn't, Miss Mu was definitely not one of them at this moment.

The reason is very simple. When the two were just friends, Miss Mu had already been blackmailed enough. And since she established a relationship with this jerk, almost all of Yang Mo's living expenses were covered by Miss Mu.

There's no way, this guy is too lazy and too compromising in his personal life.

Miss Mu felt that if she didn't help him, this guy would end up living like a beggar. Of course, Miss Mu's family was rich, but after she started working, she never asked her family for a penny, and used her own salary. Although as a senior executive of Dahua Company, Miss Mu's salary and bonus were very considerable, her own expenses were not small. She bought the best food, clothes and shoes for Yang Mo, so at the end of each month, there was not much left from her salary.

In fact, as far as Miss Mu was concerned, she didn't care how much money she spent on Yang Mo. Even if she transferred all her own expenses to him, as long as she could serve her lover comfortably, she would have no complaints... It was Yang Mo's business that he didn't lack money, but if she could make his life comfortable, she could get a sense of accomplishment like a good wife and mother.

To put it simply, in Miss Mu's heart, the two of them are already a family, and it doesn't matter whose money is used.

But right now, Miss Mu is feeling aggrieved.

This guy took advantage of me the day before yesterday, and today he treated me badly in the office. When he saw that I was angry, he not only didn't come to comfort me, but sent me to buy him cigarettes...

I've been so nice to him, but he's such a ruthless person!

I swear I will never be so nice to him again!

If you want to eat meat, buy it yourself!

If you want to smoke, buy it yourself!

hum~
Seeing Miss Mu's angry and aggrieved look, Yang Mo nodded heartlessly: "That's right, no matter what kind of cigarette it is, the ones bought by Comrade Ya'er are always more delicious... Although the Huazi supplied by the company is expensive, it always tastes a little worse than the ones bought by Comrade Ya'er."

Pooh!
Miss Mu spat in her heart, is this just a way of flattering me?
late!

I am very angry now, and just a few nice words like this are not enough!

Although he felt so conflicted inside, he couldn't help but slightly curl up the corners of his mouth.

Just when I was thinking about saying something tough, I heard Yang Mo continue, "It's just that these Yunnan Yunnan cigarettes are really only available to Comrade Yaer... If someone else buys them for me to smoke, it will be a big problem!"

Only I can buy it?
Will there be big problems if someone else buys it?

Miss Mu was completely confused. What on earth was going on?!

Just as he was wondering, he saw this fellow staring at him with a sly look, and said leisurely: "A virtuous wife at home smokes Yuxi... Comrade Yaer, you must have heard this saying, right?"

诶、

Eh! ? ?
Is there such a saying?

Miss Mu looked at the jerk in front of her stupidly, her mind a little confused.

"Hmph~ You bad guy... Wait, I'll buy it for you now!"

After glaring at the bastard with gritted teeth, Miss Mu turned around and rushed out of the office with elegant steps. However, her eyes, which always looked a little cold in front of outsiders, had unconsciously curved into a thin crescent.

………………

"Eh? Master, where is Minister Mu doing? Why is he in such a hurry? He almost bumped into me."

As Miss Mu stepped out of the door, a white head popped out from the door.

Master Yang, who was grinning slyly, saw his little disciple appear. He coughed lightly a few times and quickly put on the dignity that a master should have.

The young disciple saw his master's expression-changing tricks, and recalled the blush on Miss Mu's face just now, and pouted: "Master, didn't I tell you that next time you want to be intimate with a girl, let me know in advance, and I'll help you keep watch... Don't worry, I'm familiar with this matter. With me here, even the gods can't get within ten meters of your office, and I guarantee that you won't be disturbed!"

Seeing his little apprentice's proud look, Yang Mo's forehead darkened and he immediately slapped her on the head: "What a mess! A little girl keeps talking about these things all day long... Pay attention to your personal image, okay!"

Bai Mengmeng covered his head with a grin, muttering softly, "Your kindness is taken for granted. If you weren't my master, I wouldn't even bother to keep watch for you... Besides, what does it mean to pay attention to your personal image? Can you eat that? You Qilu people are just too proud... In our place, no one would be as timid as you, Master, in such matters!"

Hearing the contempt in his apprentice's words, Yang Mo almost couldn't hold his breath, and immediately rolled his eyes: "Why are you running over here in the middle of the day instead of taking a rest in the office?"

Upon hearing this, the young disciple sat down on the chair with his head down. "Master, you think I don't want to rest, but I have to have some rest time... Things have been happening one after another these past two days, and I'm almost exhausted."

As he said this, the little disciple pitifully brought his little face closer to his master, asking him to take a good look at his increasingly dark circles under his eyes.

Bai Mengmeng learned a lot from Yang Mo, her master, and her growth rate far exceeded that of her peers. However, her workload increased day by day.
When she was working at the drilling company, her workload was already staggering. She often worked overtime until one or two in the morning. Except for the weekends when she could catch up on some sleep, she didn't even have time to watch TV.

Well, according to my uncle Zhang, that was due to lack of business proficiency and low work efficiency. Once my inner strength is improved, those things can be handled in an afternoon at most.

But as her proficiency in basic business improved, she was transferred to Dahua Company with her master.

Well, the work here is more varied, the business coverage is wider, and the difficulty is rising sharply... So, the young apprentice was once again caught up in endless overtime work.

Especially after Yang Mo came back from Dongying, the tasks he was assigned were one after another, and the nodes were tighter than one another. These tasks were very important just by the names, but Yang Mo had only about 20 to 30 people who he could truly trust and who were capable of pushing these tasks forward... So, Bai Mengmeng, the young apprentice, unsurprisingly fell into dire straits.

Although it is true that practical work can help people grow rapidly, it is a rare and precious opportunity and support in the workplace when someone gives you the power to lead or promote a project after setting a general framework for you.

But to be honest, if you are given a project to be responsible for, that is an opportunity; but if you are assigned four or five projects at the same time and are required to complete the initial docking and promotion work within one month, it is definitely a hardship.

So, Bai Mengmeng has hardly slept these days, and has been immersed in reading those mountains of books... Just think about it, even a large block of sleeping time every night has to be squeezed out, not to mention the lunch break at noon?
To be honest, it's only because she is young and can bear it, plus she's not in a relationship yet and can spare enough private time, otherwise she would have rebelled long ago.

Unexpectedly, Yang Mo, the master, only sneered after hearing his apprentice complaining: "Not being able to squeeze out some rest time only shows that there is something wrong with your working method... I won't sympathize with you!"

As he said this, he glared at her defensively: "Also, don't think about finding work for me during lunch break... You know I never work during lunch break!"

Being an apprentice naturally has its own conveniences. When others receive a task, they can only rack their brains to think about how to complete the work perfectly. When they really have no other ideas, they will risk having their ratings lowered in front of their leaders and run to Yang Mo to ask for guidance.
But Bai Mengmeng has no need to worry about this. Whenever she feels that she has encountered some difficult problems, she will definitely run to her master for help as soon as possible.

As a disciple, it is not shameful to ask your master for guidance!

Besides, what does it matter whether the leader scores or not? Can a master be equated with a leader?

Therefore, after hearing Yang Mo's warning, Bai Mengmeng had no scruples at all: "Master, I know you don't have the habit of handling work during lunch break, but there is nothing I can do... I have to go to the city to coordinate work at 3 pm, but I still have no idea about the direction of the project."

At this point, Bai Mengmeng looked at him pitifully and said, "Master, you can't bear to see your gentle, lovely, filial and hardworking apprentice encounter a major setback when he is in charge of a project for the first time in his life... How frustrating it must be. If you tell others about it, you will lose face, right?"

Looking at his little disciple who was blinking his eyes and acting cute, Yang Mo was speechless: "Why should I be ashamed? The master has brought us here, and it is up to us to practice..."

He was only halfway through his words when he saw his little apprentice obediently and pitifully handing the teacup to him, like a kitten that had been abandoned by its owner. He immediately rubbed his temples with a headache and said, "I'm afraid of you. Tell me... What is the project?"

Seeing that his tried-and-tested trick had once again worked wonders, Bai Mengmeng was overjoyed. He took out a few things from his bag and placed them in front of Yang Mo, then quickly went behind him and massaged his master's shoulders: "Master, this is it."

Looking at the mysterious objects on the table, Yang Mo's forehead darkened, and he turned his head away with a bad look on his face: "You came here in the middle of the day just to let a grown man like your teacher discuss... sanitary napkins with you!?"

Bai Mengmeng didn't seem to notice anything wrong and blinked as if asking:
Is there something wrong?

(End of this chapter)