1988: Back to the human world for a few years

Chapter 5 Harmony brings wealth
For a long time, no matter in the north or south, there were few villages adjacent to each other that were not related.

As a local, Yang Mo really wanted to establish some kinship with the old man, so it would not be an exaggeration to call the old man in front of him "uncle" - after all, Yang Mo's aunt married into this village, and he used to come here often to play, so he had indeed greeted the old man several times.

Although after entering the 1980s, the complicated relationship between Qi and Lu was of no use, but calling him uncle at this juncture was a good way to ease the tense atmosphere - of course, if it was accompanied by a warm hug, no matter who it was, it would be difficult for them to have the urge to take action.

"You are……?"

The old man in the lead was a little dazed by Yang Mo's enthusiasm. After struggling to break free from the young man's embrace, he looked at the slightly familiar face with a hint of doubt in his tone.

"Hahaha, my uncle, have you forgotten? I, Yang Mo, am Yang Shidan from the next village! I used to come to our village to play... Last time, I was pulling the elm seeds in front of your house and you spanked me with your pipe, have you forgotten?"

Yang Mo pointed at his nose with a smile, and saw a man in the crowd hesitated for a moment, but finally let go of the shovel in his hand. He breathed a sigh of relief - in his previous life, it was this thoughtless bastard who took the initiative to fight during the argument, which caused such a big incident.

The old man stared at the young man in front of him with some suspicion for a while, his eyes rolled around, and suddenly a big smile appeared on his wrinkled face. Then he patted Yang Mo's shoulder heavily, like an enthusiastic elder: "Oh~ It turns out to be you, kid... What's the matter, you work in a drilling company now?"

Taking the old man's rural cunning into account, Yang Mo was very sure that this uncle, who was only barely related to him, didn't remember him at all;
However, this did not prevent him from seeing the other party's thoughts - seeing that the attitude of Southwest Drilling Company No. 1 this time was tougher than his own, this uncle who had become a shrewd man did not want to make things too awkward, nor did he want to offend a young official from the Agricultural Bureau who had not proved his identity.

Therefore, the most correct approach is to find some excuse to ease the atmosphere, then do a favor and put the matter aside for the time being.

However, Yang Mo did not intend to control the matter to the point of "quit while he was ahead".

the reason is simple……

Given the actual situation of the villagers, even if the thirteen five-layer and a half casing pipes were "found" this time, they would definitely be lost again in the future.

What to do then?
The company will definitely send out more young people from the general office to continue searching for it!
But the problem is that it is now the late 1980s, and the actual reasons behind the series of casing loss incidents at Southwest Drilling Company are extremely complicated.

Relying on "personal connections" or "hard pressure" is only a temporary solution and not a fundamental solution. Even if you don't consider how you will conduct yourself in the local community in the future, in this special historical environment, if you are not careful, you may get yourself involved in a conflict. With the memory of rebirth, Yang Mo may be able to nip this conflict, which could have had extremely serious consequences, in the bud, but he is really not sure about the next unknown conflict.

Thinking of this, in front of everyone, Yang Mo's smile became even brighter. He turned around and put his arm around the old man's shoulders without any respect, leaned close to his ear and whispered, "My uncle, I know our village is poor. Every year after dealing with the three retentions and five unifications, life is not easy. If there are more tasks from above like this year, it will really cost us our lives... But even so, there is no need to take such a big risk!"

"Well, I'll help you apply for a way to make money easily from the company. I guarantee that you guys will be able to deal with the current difficulties in a few days... But our Qilu is a land of etiquette after all, and everything requires giving back. If the leader agrees, how about you tell the uncles to return those tubes?"

As he spoke, Yang Mo lowered his voice a bit: "My uncle, this batch of five-and-a-half-layer casing is indeed of great importance. The company can't just give up. The leaders have already found out that all the casings are in Uncle Mengzi and Aunt Zhao's yard. If they really push it to the limit, they will ask the county police to go out on a large scale. This disaster is not small!"

Even though he had already made up his mind about what happened today, the old man was still shocked when he heard Yang Mo's words.

After hesitating for a while, the old man looked at Yang Mo with doubt in his eyes: "What kind of job can make so much money? Young man, do you know..."

Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by Yang Mo: "Uncle, isn't it just a third-level road less than one kilometer long? At most, it's only a little over 20,000 yuan. What's the big deal?"

Just over 20,000?

The old man gasped in shock at the young man's toad-like tone.

Do you know how much money 20,000 yuan is?

Do you know that if you don't count the oil fields, you can't find ten people with an annual income of over 10,000 yuan in the entire Linyi County?
Seeing the old man's mind briefly lost, Yang Mo did not intend to give him a chance to wake up. He immediately asked, "Uncle, I want to ask you, are you happy about this...Uncle, you must remember that I am also a local!"

In the last sentence, Yang Mo's voice was very low, but his tone was very powerful.

Although he didn't like the guy's disrespectful tone at the beginning, the last sentence obviously touched the old man. After thinking about Yang Mo's thoughts for a while, the old man glanced at the guy's smiling face and finally nodded hesitantly: "Yes!"

Seeing the other party's statement, Yang Mo did not hesitate at all. He used his body to block the old man and the villagers and gave them a thumbs up. Then he immediately turned around and walked back, and then invited the two leaders Zhang Wenshun and Yang Jin to one side.

………………

"What!? You plan to let the company give these people some affiliated quotas, let them sell food on the company's territory, and also plan to include their rice and vegetables in the canteen and service team's procurement scope?"

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"

After hearing Yang Mo's so-called solution, Yang Jin from the Department of Industry and Agriculture said nothing, but Zhang Wenshun, the director of the General Office, rejected it outright. It was not that the director wanted to manipulate his subordinates regardless of the occasion, but that Yang Mo's suggestion did involve some cause and effect.

You know, after more than ten years of development and growth, Southwest Drilling Company No. 1 now has more than 4,000 formal employees. If the employees' families are included, the number has exceeded 10,000 - even in the densely populated north, this is definitely not a scale that can be underestimated.

more importantly……

As a unique branch of the current heavy industry, there is no poor enterprise that has anything to do with oil!

In other words, these more than 10,000 people, including employees’ families, are definitely “high-quality customers”!
So here comes the question;

In such high-quality gathering places for people with state-owned enterprises as the core, the competent departments of enterprises have extremely strong voice and implicit redistribution benefits, but they dare not arbitrarily destroy the already stabilized business ecosystem.

Take Yang Mo's proposal to allow some villagers to sell food openly on the company's territory - the pie is only so big, and if you come here to sell food, what about the families of the company's employees who rely on snacks for a living?
You know, this generation of southwestern workers has always been known for having many brothers and sisters. Even though the wages of oil workers are now unique in all industries, it is not an easy task to support so many family members. If the family members lose an income subsidy, the living standards will plummet, and there will be trouble!
In comparison, although the issues of purchasing rice for the canteen directly supplying employees and the labor insurance benefits for the service team are not as wide-ranging, as a seasoned veteran in the workplace, Zhang Wenshun would never be willing to touch this area - at least he cannot take the lead in this matter.

Yang Mo was no longer the naive and almost stupid rookie in his previous life, so he naturally knew the reason why the director reacted so strongly.

He just shrugged and said worriedly: "If you don't want to help these villagers find a way out, it's fine. At most, the company will pay for them to build the road. I believe these P110 carbon steel five-and-a-half-layer casings can be taken back. However, it is better to teach a man to fish than to give him a fish. If the company only wants to do this kind of one-time deal, it is hard to say whether such things will happen again and again. "

"I'm sure you know, Director, that with the development of the national economy, the oil gap is getting bigger and bigger. In recent years, the company's production campaigns have increased more and more, and the indicators have also become higher and higher;"

"And right now, there is no such thing as a thief who steals for a thousand days. If something goes wrong and delays the company's major battle, then our department and the Department of Industry and Agriculture will definitely be the first to be punished..."

Although Yang Mo's words were just a passing mention, Zhang Wenshun still understood the meaning behind them, and his eyes couldn't help but twitch.

It is actually not difficult to let the company pay and take the initiative to take on the task of road construction for these villagers. To be frustrating, Southwest Drilling Company No. 1 has been being taken advantage of here for more than a year or two. In the past ten years, they have borne the full cost of almost all the secondary roads in Linyi County except the national highway. Therefore, there is no problem at all in paying the construction cost of the third-level road of more than 20,000 yuan.

But one thing Yang Mo said really touched his heart: You can't be on guard against thieves for a thousand days - over the past decade or so, he has seen the changes in the attitude of the locals towards Southwest Drilling Company No. 1 bit by bit, and the "aftermath" work one after another has really made him physically and mentally exhausted.

and so……

This young man’s suggestion might not be something that can be considered?

Although Zhang Wenshun had not learned the concept of "local interest community" from books, it did not prevent him from understanding the hidden meaning of this proposal from his own perspective.

As the saying goes, one should be grateful to the one who eats the food, and one should be grateful to the one who receives the gift. If the villagers are to count on the drilling company to make money in an honest way in the future, they will probably be more restrained, and they won't have to suffer from poor sleep all year round.

As for other departments of the company...

Hey! I would rather die than let my friend die!
Anyway, production is the company's top priority, and with the big hat of the drilling campaign under its belt, no one can blame themselves.

Besides, this matter still needs the final decision of the general manager. Even if someone is unhappy, they can't just blame him.

Turning his head to look at the group of villagers who were still blocking the road, and then looking at the uncles in hats who looked no different from clay figures from beginning to end, Zhang Wenshun quickly calculated the gains and losses in his mind and sighed softly.

"Does the village store have a phone number? I need to ask the general manager!" Zhang Wenshun looked at Yang Mo deeply, his tone somewhat inexplicable.

"Yes! There's a phone call from the store at the entrance of the village. My uncle... hurry up and tell him to get out of the way. Our director has to go and ask for instructions!"

Hearing the meaning of Zhang Wenshun's words, Yang Mo gave him a look of admiration and praise without hesitation, just like a confused young man who suddenly met his life mentor.

Tsk!
What a bastard!
How does he look like a freshly graduated college student?

He is clearly a veteran!

Taking in Yang Mo's acting skills, which were not deliberately concealed, Director Zhang, who has been in the workplace for nearly twenty years, suddenly felt his cheeks itchy.

Yang Mo, on the other hand, smiled respectfully, as if he did not notice the change in his director's expression.

(End of this chapter)