1988: Back to the human world for a few years

Chapter 459 Zhongshan
October, 24th, Frost Descent.

Yang Mo slept until noon, then woken up by hunger and lazily crawled over the bed which was still covered with a thin summer quilt.

Smelling the faint smell of dust in the room, Yang Mo yawned indifferently.

This smell will appear if no one has lived in the house for a while. It has nothing to do with whether you live in a bungalow or an apartment building. He has long been accustomed to it as his previous generation has been running around all year round.

He is the vice president of Dahua Company and just returned to China last night, so naturally he had at least one day to rest and adjust.

In fact, even if you don't need to adjust and rest, at his level, there is no such thing as reporting for work. Unless there is something important, he can decide how to arrange his schedule and when to go to the company... Of course, the prerequisite is that you don't care about the organization's opinion of you;
Obviously, Yang Mo didn't want to go to the company today as he didn't have anything particularly important to do.

So after thinking about it, I walked shirtless into the already dirty yard, tore open a new toothbrush that had stains from rain on its packaging, and while enjoying the feeling of the late autumn sun, which had lost its fiery undertones, I felt the rusty taste of water in my mouth.

Ok……

It’s very authentic and very vintage.

Looking down at his heels that were exposed outside his slippers and were covered in dust and dirt, Yang Mo suddenly felt happy. Without washing his clothes, he walked back to the bedroom. Then, he took out a somewhat frayed sports jacket from a small compartment in the corner of the closet and put it on.

Looking at the three rustic white stripes on the sleeves, Yang Mo grinned.

This was one of his few old items. It was also the outfit that his parents gritted their teeth and used two large bags of wheat to buy him when he was admitted to university. Although this sports jacket looks not much different from a high school uniform and its quality is really questionable, it is considered tacky by city people, but it was the most presentable piece of clothing in the eyes of the two rural elderly people.

Touching the fur balls all over his clothes, Yang Mo shook proudly.

In his previous life, after he started working, he felt that this tattered suit was a bit embarrassing, so when he got his first quarterly bonus after becoming a regular employee, he quietly threw it away.
But in this life, he did not throw it away, but carefully preserved it, and it became one of the few possessions he owned.

Ok……

Young people should wear such vibrant clothes. Isn't it much better than that tattered suit that looks like a turtle shell?

Yang Mo picked up the lighter and carefully burned off a thread that was sticking out too much. Then he glanced at the handmade suit that was casually thrown on the sofa last night, his eyes full of disgust.

Perhaps because he was alone at home, Yang Mo indulged himself for a rare time. He grinned at the "country student" in the mirror who had a young face but an old-fashioned look between his brows, then tilted his head to think for a while, took out a pair of brand new cloth shoes from the corner of the shoe cabinet, put them on, and then jumped a few times like a naughty student.

Well, the thousand-layer soles my mother made are really good. If you don’t consider the waterproofness, they are much more comfortable than those foreign leather shoes with rabbit-head patterns.

He rubbed his hands on his head a few times, and made his hair, which was a little messy from sleeping, into the most artistic chicken coop style at the moment. After making a "yeah" gesture expressionlessly to the country bumpkin in the mirror who had taken off his mask, Yang Mo suddenly felt that he was dozens of years younger.

Tsk tsk~
Older and younger, the older they get, the younger they get?

Carefully smoothing out the two shallow wrinkles between his eyebrows that had appeared at some unknown time, Yang Mo was very satisfied with his relaxed state today.

Glancing at the bright sunshine outside, Yang Mo chuckled, then put on his old Jiefang bag, stuffed two handfuls of dried sweet potatoes from his own drying room into it, and while chewing on the dried sweet potatoes, he walked out of the door with an arrogant step, like a street urchin...

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Thanks to a series of dazzling operations this year, Dezhou, which has become more and more famous, has not only become the recognized No. 1 economic center in northwest Shandong, but also, with its geographical advantage of being adjacent to Shandong, Hebei and Henan provinces, is quietly heading towards becoming a hub city in a pan-regional economic circle.

The ever-increasing flow of people has brought vigorous vitality and unlimited possibilities to this old industrial city. Therefore, the commodity trading center in the commercial demonstration area, which was just built a few months ago, has entered a full-blown period earlier than anyone expected.

This also made people realize once again how powerful Dahua Company is. If the popularity of the Chinese herbal medicine trading area was expected, then the agricultural machinery trading area and industrial parts trading area, which were not optimistic at the beginning, went from being deserted to being crowded in just three months, which made everyone drop their jaws... It has to be said that the traffic strategy that is commonplace in later generations is terrifying in this relatively simple and pure era.

With the increase in traffic, all kinds of strange people and things can be seen. Therefore, when a country bumpkin with a messy hairdo and black cloth shoes appears in the industrial parts trading area, no one takes it seriously.

Just kidding, it’s no big deal if you wear a tattered cotton jacket like a beggar in the summer, dragging a dirty bag of fertilizer to your booth, then piling up half a sack of ten-yuan bills in front of you and placing an order directly?
"With a glorious history of 24 years, Dezhou Ruijun Machinery Manufacturing Factory, a well-known manufacturer of medium-speed wire EDM machine tools in Dezhou, has opened its doors to invite friends from all over the world to cooperate sincerely"

Looking at this incomprehensible doorplate advertisement, Yang Mo curled his lips in disgust. This was a typical advertisement for machine tool sales and wire cutting business that insiders didn't need to look at but outsiders couldn't understand...Except for the technicians or senior salesmen in this industry, who the hell knew what the medium-speed wire EDM machine could do!
《Processing of various small aluminum plate accessories - powder metallurgy, die casting, vacuum suction typesetting, starting from 1000 pieces, tolerance guaranteed within 8 wires! 》

Well, this is better. Although it looks rustic and messy, at least those insiders can know what your business is just by looking at this information.

But the tolerance can only be guaranteed within 8 threads?
It seems that the level of mechanical processing in Texas still needs to be greatly improved. If it were in the future, if the tolerance of small aluminum plate accessories dared to exceed 5 wires, people probably wouldn't even look at you.

And the minimum order is 1000 pieces. It seems that the state-owned enterprises in Texas still can't let go of their face!
In the following years, even if the order was for 300 pieces, there would always be people bending over to rush to take the order!
Yang Mo strolled around while complaining without any psychological burden, completely ignoring the fact that the local state-owned enterprises were willing to take these "small orders", which was a huge improvement in attitude; he also ignored the fact that the other party was willing to lower themselves and open a window in the commodity trading area to take such scattered small orders, which was entirely out of their respect and trust for Dahua Company.

Some people like to spend the whole day wandering around the tea market to kill time, while others like to relax in the spare parts market full of industrial atmosphere.
At this moment, he was just a young man who was just wandering around. The vice president of Dahua Company did not exist!

"Hey, boss, can you really process anything?"

At the corner, Yang Mo was looking at a young man in a shop who seemed to be only a few years older than him, with a hint of imperceptible mischief in his eyes.

Proficient in drilling, boring, planing and milling, and can handle both large and small parts?
Hehe, I didn’t expect that such exaggerated advertisements would appear in this year.

Although it is not clear whether the boss sitting in the hall is the real boss, there is no doubt that he is from a business background... That kind of temperament with a hint of sneakiness in his honesty and a bit of vulgarity in his confidence can't be concealed from others.

"Boss, what parts do you want to process?"

Seeing the guests coming, a small boss with a business background suddenly became excited.

Yang Mo scanned the dazzling array of accessory samples on the shelf and asked with interest, "Can you really process anything?"

The boss looked confident: "As long as it's machining work, I can do it!"

Yang Mo blinked his eyes: "What equipment do you have here?"

The boss chuckled and said, "Turning, milling, planing, grinding, boring, wire cutting, EDM, sheet metal cutting, welding, it can do everything!"

In this day and age, if such bold statements are made, the other party’s identity as a business intermediary will be immediately revealed.

Yang Mo hummed twice: "Boss is really very capable, can you make some samples for us to see?"

The boss calmly withdrew his gaze from the Seagull watch on Yang Mo's left wrist: "So... Excuse me, boss, how do you pay...?"

Yang Mo said proudly: "Don't worry, I will pay you and deliver you the goods at the same time, and I will never default on your payment!"

The boss was immediately delighted: "No problem! Boss, what type of parts do you want? Tell me what you want and I'll see if I have any ready-made samples!"

Yang Mo was a little embarrassed: "Oh, I just checked, it seems that there is no... How about this, I will tell you the requirements and see if you can accept it?"

The boss was shocked when he heard this: "You say."

Yang Mo tilted his head and thought for a while: "It's like this, this job, our company has a batch of small parts, and we need to process a two-millimeter hole."

Boss: "This job shouldn't be difficult... Boss, I want to ask, what material is this part made of? Do you have any special requirements for the hole?"

Yang Mo touched his chin. "Well, the material is high-temperature alloy, the hole is an inclined hole with an inclination of 12 degrees, the position accuracy is relatively high, it cannot be off-center, the hole depth is 153... It seems that there are no other special requirements, and the accuracy tolerance is required to be controlled within 10 wires... It shouldn't be difficult, right?"

The boss was a little embarrassed: "Such a small hole, so deep, and an oblique hole... It's not easy to make!"

Yang Mo rolled his eyes: "Why are you talking so much nonsense! Just tell me how much money it is?"

The boss was not angry but happy: "Boss, you are really a straightforward person. Since it has come to this, I will accept this sample... Including the fixture, how about the processing fee of 200? This is already the price for making friends, and it can't be any less, I won't do it for even a penny less!"

Yang Mo acted like a complete layman, without any hesitation: "No problem, I'll give you 300, please expedite it and see if you can make it tomorrow... If the sample is well made, as long as the gas hole can make the hammer reset continuously and stably, I will not only give you a large order of 2000 pieces, but also other work will be given to you later!"

Air guide hole?

Strike, hammer?
The boss's expression suddenly became a little stiff. After swallowing, his voice trembled a little: "Boss, what other jobs are you talking about...?"

Yang Mo waved his hand and said, "I see you can process a lot of parts here. As long as the samples you mentioned today satisfy me, I will let you process another batch of steel pipes. Don't worry, I have money!"

The boss's face turned green: "Steel, steel pipe?"

Yang Mo nodded loudly: "When the time comes, I'll ask you to get us a batch of steel pipes. The inner diameter should be drilled to 12.7mm, with internal spiral reinforcement ribs, left-handed, with a pitch of 10.6 and a twist angle of 4.5; the negative line is 0.48 and the length is 130."

At this point, Yang Mo seemed to remember something and added, "By the way, this batch of steel pipes should preferably be chrome-molybdenum alloy steel. It would be even better if we can get 4150. They should be manufactured using cold forging technology. After drilling, the inner bore should be chrome-plated, high-frequency quenched or, and the outer surface should be blackened... We will make them as clothes drying rods!"

Clothes drying pole?

Looking at Yang Mo with a smirk on his face, the boss felt his legs go weak. After shivering for a long time, he suddenly pounced on him and pinned the unprepared Yang Mo down. Then he shouted in a shrill voice, "Someone, someone, come here~ Security team, hurry up, go call the security team... I caught a big fish today!"

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Fifteen minutes later...

Accompanied by several security guards with strange faces, Yang Mo walked out of the market security office with a groan. "Hiss~ You were so cruel, my arm was almost broken... It was just a joke, why take it so seriously?"

Yang Mo pressed his aching shoulder joint and shook it gently a few times, looking unhappy.

In later lives, when he was bored, he would often go to various exhibitions and spare parts markets to make such jokes. The bosses there would only talk nonsense to you seriously, and by the way, they would ask you if you wanted him to design a set of non-standard automated equipment to assemble and press a batch of metal peanuts for matching use.

It's not like in these days where someone would rush up to you and pin you to the ground without saying a word.

It was just that I was lucky. The boss I met was not a martial artist, nor a retired soldier. Otherwise, my arm would have been crippled.

Damn it, people these days have no sense of humor at all!

The captain of the security brigade who rushed over after hearing the news looked speechlessly at this young man who looked completely different from the one in the rumors. Seeing Yang Mo swinging his arms in displeasure, he hesitated for a moment, but finally came over and said, "Boss Yang, forgive me for being blunt... Don't make such jokes again in the future, it will cost lives!"

The captain who was transferred from the army looked embarrassed. "The world is not safe now. Although the country has not started special rectification, we have held meetings again and again to emphasize the need to strengthen supervision in this area in order to create a good business and social environment.

"The commercial demonstration street is one of the faces of Dezhou, and safety precautions are of utmost importance. In the past few months, we have been promoting it every three days and giving lectures every five days to mobilize all merchants. This has basically unified their thinking, and we are determined to nip any hidden dangers in the bud."

"To be honest, you are lucky today, Mr. Yang. Not only did you not run into a martial artist, but the colleague on patrol nearby also happened to know you. If you had run into someone who didn't know you, or if this happened at night..."

At this point, the security captain showed a trace of fear on his face, and looked at the eccentric young man with a look of resentment in his eyes: "Boss Yang, we have our security regulations and emergency response rules... Even for your safety, don't make such jokes next time. If you are not careful, it will really cost someone's life!"

This was undoubtedly telling Yang Mo implicitly that their security team would take drastic measures when they judged that they had encountered an emergency.

Yang Mo was shocked when he heard this, and then he reacted.

Today's Texas, especially the commercial demonstration area, has become 80% similar to the common commercial CBD in later generations due to the efforts of Dahua Company and all sectors of society. It is prosperous and peaceful everywhere. As a senior executive of Dahua Company, I never need to worry about safety issues wherever I go.

But if you are really confused by the scene before your eyes and regard it as the afterlife, then you are greatly wrong.

The social order in this era was still unstable, and various unknown dangers still existed. Therefore, under the guidance of the idea that severe punishments must be used in troubled times, the security brigade responsible for maintaining market order and personal safety, when they deem it necessary, took countermeasures that were far less gentle than those of the security guards and police in later generations.

Therefore, the probability of someone losing their life due to a misunderstanding may not be very high, but getting injured as a result is a very normal thing.

How can you seek justice when you are injured on your own turf because of the rules you set?

Feeling the fear and complaint in the security captain's tone, Yang Mo smiled and apologized sincerely: "It's my fault this time. I shouldn't have made such a joke... Don't worry, I will pay attention next time."

He never thought that he was a perfect person, and he never thought it was shameful to apologize after doing something wrong; since he almost got into trouble today because of his excessive indulgence, he had to show the minimum attitude.

After saying that, he thought for a moment and said, "By the way, the boss who subdued me today is just an intermediary, but he is not a bad person by nature... I will send him a banner for his bravery tomorrow!"

The security captain heard this and realized that this gentleman really had no intention of blaming him. He breathed a sigh of relief and nodded quickly: "Okay, Mr. Yang."

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If there were someone familiar with Yang Mo around, they would definitely be shocked by what Yang Mo did today.

After slipping out of the market security office from the back door, Yang Mo, who had just suffered a loss, had no intention of going home. As if he had no idea how to restrain himself, he left the commodity trading center with messy hair and continued to wander around.

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15:01
Yang Mo appeared in the "Cultural Corner" on Commercial Street 2, which had just been established for less than two months.

After gathering in a small crowd and listening to a young man with glasses reciting with great enthusiasm a few prose poems he had just written, I immediately started yelling, cursing that the poems written by the other party were shit, and that a grown man only knew how to write about love all day long, and the whole poems were filled with coquettish and pretentious whining.

Under the instigation of the onlookers who were eager to watch the fun, the young poet who was originally full of vigor and vitality suddenly blushed, and then argued with Yang Mo word by word for a full ten minutes with a flushed face.

In the end, someone who was outmaneuvered shamelessly recited a few poems from "Linshui Four People's Collection" and then proudly told everyone that the author of these poems, Chen Mouyu, was his friend.

After being refuted word by word and receiving countless boos, Yang finally fled the scene in embarrassment.

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15:30
In the leisure square at the entrance of Commercial Street 1, a band temporarily formed by young people was discussing who should be the main band, who would be the guitarist, and who would be the drummer.

A shameless guy, after listening to a few young people's audition, stood up arrogantly and shouted that their level was not good enough, so why not let me be the lead singer.

These young people had no social experience, and they were not familiar with each other. When they saw someone arrogantly claiming that he was the only one who could sing the lead vocal, they were actually intimidated and handed the microphone to him obediently, allowing someone to cut in line and sing.

So, after someone howled half of the song "Very Awesome", the young people who could no longer bear it raised their middle fingers and asked him to get out and give up the microphone.

Little did they know that Yang was so shameless that when he let himself go, he saw the microphone being snatched away, he shamelessly asked the guitarist to audition.

Where have these young people, whose average age is just 20, ever seen such a shameless guy?

Seeing this guy bragging about how unique and personal his guitar playing was without any shame on his face, after hesitantly discussing for a while, he let someone succeed again.

So, when someone took over the classical guitar that had obviously been well maintained, and played a rough-style song "Red Youth" with messy fingering, but it sounded completely weird when listened carefully, everyone could no longer hold back and started laughing and cursing.

Perhaps because they had never seen such an interesting person in their lives, this group of young people gathered together, listening to someone bragging shamelessly, and then poking at someone else's boasting while laughing and bragging.

After more than half an hour of talking nonsense, Mr. Yang, a layman who knew nothing about pop music, not only laughed and joked with these young people who were just playing around, but even received enthusiastic glances from several female fans.

In the end, even the captain spoke up, half-jokingly and half-seriously inviting Yang Mo to join the band. Although this guy was terrible at playing other instruments, at least he had no problem playing a maraca.

Mr. Yang felt looked down upon by the captain's invitation, so he rejected the captain's kindness in a depressed manner. He left with a hurt look on his face despite the strong requests from others.

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16:40
Yang Mo wandered around to the vegetable market which was just across the Second Commercial Street.

After walking around the vegetable stalls filled with all kinds of strange and exotic vegetables, I paid 2 cents to buy a bag of garlic cloves, and then took it to the restaurant next door.

After spending a full half hour arguing with a stubborn boss about whether this wild vegetable tasted better fried with meat slices or with eggs;
In the end, with the processing fee of 80 cents, Yang Mo happily picked up a piece of fried eggs with garlic and put it in his mouth with a chopstick in the face of the boss's dissatisfied eyes...

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18:20
After finishing his meal, Yang Mo went to the Leisure Plaza No. 2, which had been basically completed, to digest his food. Then he went to a small stage that had never changed and enjoyed the Qilu Bangzi opera performed by a performance team with a few other audiences.

When the song reached its most exciting part, Yang Mo in the audience had just started to howl twice when a childhood friend who was passing by ruthlessly dragged this troublemaker out.

then……

There's no after that.

After being threatened with harsh words, Mr. Yang, facing two small fists that he knew he could not defeat, could only admit defeat and go home to sleep obediently.

A day of frivolous indulgence,
This is the end...

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The next day, Yang Mo, with a warm smile on his face again, had just arrived at the company and had not had time to look at the itinerary submitted for today, when his part-time assistant apprentice appeared in his office in a hurry... Yang Mo always believed that it would be harmful rather than beneficial for his young apprentice to observe the operations of the island country, so he did not take her with him on the trip to the island country, but left her in Texas to continue to contact and learn other projects.

The young disciple rushed over immediately, of course not to express his dissatisfaction to his master, but to tell his master that the Organization Department wanted him to come over for a talk.

Although he was somewhat curious as to why the organization would talk to him right after he got to work, he could not afford to hesitate on such a matter.
Without any hesitation, Yang Mo briefly explained the work and then got up and left the office.

Then,
Yang Mo arrived at the location not long after and knocked on the office door politely. When he saw two unfamiliar faces with warm smiles, he knew what was going on.

With a quick glance,
as predicted……

Two sets of finely crafted Zhongshan suits were neatly placed on the sofa next to the coffee table. Next to the Zhongshan suits, a small flat box was quietly placed.

Huh~
I knew it!

Yang Mo sighed with a complicated feeling in his heart, and his eyes were briefly dazed.

From now on, I probably won’t be able to wear that old set of clothes for a long time...

(End of this chapter)