1988: Back to the human world for a few years

Chapter 645 I emphasize again, I am not a good person

On April 4, after adopting the opinions of local staff, the working group sent by Dahua Company included three local backbone light textile enterprises into the future industrial cooperation framework and carried out preliminary investigation and asset evaluation work on them.

On April 4, five new companies were added to the proposed cooperation list.

On April 4, the number of new companies on the list remained stable at 18.

On April 4, the number of newly added companies in a single day suddenly surged to 19.

Although the number of new companies added to the list in four days is only 23, and the progress can be described as slow, these 23 companies are all those units that were locked up by the long and short explosions in the white strip market.

The private securities dealers who found that they seemed to have bet on the right horse all breathed a sigh of relief and almost knelt down to thank the gods and Buddhas. Although the market quotations had clearly picked up again, the trading volume of these companies' IOUs in the market suddenly fell to the bottom, presenting a strange state of having prices but no market.

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4 month 20 day.

After hanging up the phone on the desk, Yang Mo touched his ears which were a little hot, then he sighed and looked up at Zhuo Mali who was smiling in front of him: "Sorry, I kept you waiting... Let's continue reporting on our work."

Ever since he took action against Wei Hongjun, he has received no less than six or seven calls of various kinds almost every day. Some are for advice, some are for pleading, and they are from people in all kinds of systems, even from the East China region... If he hadn't been busy with important matters during this period and had to work overtime until late every day, someone might have come to visit him directly.

With his current status, he can get the call directly into the general manager's office of Dahua Company, so the identities of these lobbyists are naturally not simple.

Although Yang Mo was determined to have a fight with Wei Hongjun, he was not stupid enough to even involve these lobbyists.

So for someone like him who is not very good at socializing, dealing with calls from these lobbyists every day is really a headache.

As Yang Mo's chief assistant, Zhuo Mali was used to being interrupted for more than ten minutes during her report. When she heard Yang Mo asking her to continue her report, she just raised her wrist to check the time and smiled, "Forget it, it's already 4:56."

"Today is the last day. No matter what the situation is, Wei Hongjun will definitely call you before leaving get off work;"

"It will take too long to finish the report. You must have been very tired these past few days. Why don't you just take a break? After I answer Wei Hongjun's call, I will report the rest of the work when I work overtime in the evening... There is so much data. If I keep interrupting you, I'm afraid you won't be able to remember it all at once."

Yang Mo glanced at the pile of materials in front of Zhuo Mali, rubbed his temples with a headache, and finally nodded: "Yes, it's better to report things in one go...Okay, there's only half an hour left before the end of get off work, so let's drink some tea and relax."

As the industrial acceptance and cooperation negotiations in Dezhou are coming to an end, for Yang Mo, who has reaped so much rewards that it exceeds his own carrying capacity, how to redistribute these results in order to seek more resources and weight is the next highlight.

Therefore, as Zhuo Mali said, with so much data and key points, it is better to form a framework in your mind at once.

Seeing Yang Mo nod in agreement, Zhuo Mali cheered a little, then immediately ran to the main seat of the tea table, took off her thin coat, rolled up her sleeves, and began to work as if she were familiar with the process.

Then, within five minutes, a cup of Pu'er tea with a deep orchid fragrance was handed to Yang Mo: "Brother, try this. I asked someone to get this from an ancient tree in Jingmai. I also sent some to Qinghai a few days ago. Godfather drank it and said it tasted much better than the ones you gave him!"

Yang Mo has a rather strong taste for tea. In recent months, he has even stopped drinking Pu'er from the Yiwu series and has started to like bitter tea from the Brown series. Of course, Mr. Zhao is not used to it, and he is also worried that a young guy will get stomach problems from drinking it, so he specifically asked his newly adopted goddaughter to persuade Yang Mo. As a result, he has this cup of Jingmai ancient tree tea in front of him, which has a strong aroma but actually has a mellow taste.

Yang Mo was naturally aware of Zhuo Mali's good intentions, but he could not resist the scene before him.

It was because when Zhuomali served the tea, she did not sit down like ordinary tea artists, but stood up and handed the teacup to Yang Mo.

As we all know, the temperature in the north in mid-April is actually not low. In addition, Zhuomali had just taken off her thin coat and was only wearing a white shirt, so this bend...

What a domineering capital!

Yang Mo looked away evasively, trying not to let the stunning glimpse just now affect his mind.

Seeing this, Zhuo Mali chuckled and glanced at Yang Mo coquettishly: "Brother, what is this? You are taking advantage of me and still acting cute?"

"Sister, what did I say? You are the first one to feel embarrassed."

As he spoke, he leaned forward with his hands on the tea table and said, "Tsk tsk, you asked dozens of people to come and plead for me, and they are all well-known figures... In order to vent your anger for me, your actions during this period have been quite scary."

"Brother, do you know how the news spreads outside?"

"People are saying that you risked your life for the woman you love!"

At this point, Zhuo Mali held up her cheek with her left hand and made a charming gesture: "Tsk tsk, what do you think, brother? Do you want to find a chance to slip out and shiver on your sister a few times? You can't let people spread rumors, that would be a waste!"

I don’t know if it’s an illusion, but since she acknowledged Mr. Zhao as her godfather, Zhuo Mali’s attitude towards Yang Mo has become more subtle, and she doesn’t even mind letting Yang Mo take advantage of her.

Of course, as a traditional skill, Zhuo Mali's level of dirty jokes remains as high as ever, and even after becoming single again, she has become even more unscrupulous.

Yang Mo had some difficulty in moving his gaze away from the whiteness in front of him.

Beauty, charm, and uniforms, triple BUFF stacked up, which man can resist this!

Yang Mo coughed lightly, took the still hot tea and drank a sip, then wisely changed the subject: "Sister Zhuo, please stop joking. You are Mr. Zhao's goddaughter now, so you don't need to care about those rumors... Besides, smart people know why I got angry this time. Just listen to the words like "I'm going to risk my life for my beloved" and don't take them seriously."

Ever since she met Zhuo Mali, this pretty girl seemed to like playing dirty jokes in private and making herself look bad.

It seems as if this will help turn the situation around, vent the frustration of being exploited by one's own labor force, and gain another kind of psychological satisfaction.

Yang Mo actually doesn't mind this kind of thing.

As an old VC, he naturally knew how much pressure Zhuo Mali was under now, and naturally knew how important it was to find an effective way to relieve stress... In the previous life, some female colleagues even made appointments to ride trains every now and then to relieve stress. What's wrong with Zhuo Mali telling some dirty jokes to herself to find a sense of accomplishment?
However, now Zhuo Mali is Mr. Zhao's goddaughter, and she no longer needs to act with him to seek his protection. Moreover, if some rumors are too exaggerated, it will actually hurt Mr. Zhao's face.

Therefore, the implication of his words just now is very clear. You can make jokes in private, but those gossiping idiots who believe everything they hear should be punished.

Upon hearing this, Zhuo Mali started to giggle again, but in her heart she gave her brother the middle finger.

wood!

A piece of wood with questionable emotional intelligence!
After rolling her eyes helplessly, Zhuo Mali poured him another cup of tea, but her face became serious: "Brother, there are still more than ten minutes until the end of get off work. Wei Hongjun hasn't called yet. I guess it's really difficult to prove your innocence in such a short time."

Zhuo Mali paused for a moment, frowning slightly: "So...if Wei Hongjun can't prove his innocence, you will really take ruthless action tomorrow?"

She said "I cannot prove my innocence" instead of "I cannot give you a satisfactory answer".

With so many people calling to beg for mercy these days, she naturally knew something about the situation.

Begging for mercy is not just a matter of saying a few nice words, you have to bring the necessary conditions... We are all adults, so we naturally understand the rules.

Anyone who could call Yang Mo's office directly must be someone extraordinary. Moreover, Yang Mo's attack this time hit Wei Hongjun's weak spot, so the conditions he offered were very tempting.

But even so, Yang Mo remained unmoved. This shows that what Yang Mo valued this time was not those things.

Yang Mo smiled upon hearing this: "When you are in the underworld, the most important thing is trust... Since I have already said it, if Mr. Wei cannot prove his innocence, then I will naturally not hold back."

Zhuo Mali looked a little worried: "But the Wei family..."

Yang Mo waved his hand: "I know that the Wei family is quite powerful, but this matter is not negotiable!"

At this point, Yang Mo looked somewhat helpless: "My weak foundation is no secret; but the first phase of reconstruction work in the disaster-stricken areas of East China is about to end;"

"By then, even if the organization is unwilling to help me, at least my title will be promoted. Otherwise, it would violate the principle of rewarding meritorious service."

"But the credit for the reconstruction of the disaster-stricken areas in East China should be credited to Dezhou Urban Property Fund Company. And Dezhou Urban Property Fund Company is formally a public institution, so once my title is upgraded, it will bring a very troublesome problem;"

"If I was only promoted one level, from director to deputy director, that would be fine. Under the pretext of managing and operating a large fund account, and with the fact that Texas is a pilot city for tax-sharing reform, I could continue to serve as the company's general manager... Although it's a bit over the top in terms of the organizational structure, if everything goes well, I can still get away with it."

"In fact, even if I become a deputy director, the province is likely to transfer me to Quancheng... Gao Chang told me that influenced by Dezhou's development in the past two years, the province also has the idea of ​​formally establishing a provincial-level urban investment company. At the department level, even if you are a state-owned enterprise cadre, many things cannot be completely determined by your personal wishes."

At this point, Yang Mo sighed heavily: "But if I'm lucky enough to be promoted twice in a row like I was before, then I'll be in big trouble... Whether it's the organizational structure of the drilling company or the organizational structure of the Dongying headquarters, it determines that if I accidentally get promoted to a full-time director, then being transferred to the province to be in charge of the work of the provincial urban investment company is already the best outcome."

"But this time, we raised 10 billion yuan to help build East China at all costs. The results are too impressive. In addition, many of my previous achievements were deliberately suppressed. Therefore, even from a procedural point of view, it is not reasonable to jump directly from a director to a director... Even if it is a live promotion, it is not promoted this way."

"But the problem is that this is not completely impossible... After all, my situation is indeed somewhat special, and as the country deepens reform and opening up, the current environment is also very different from before."

Zhuo Mali nodded in understanding. She knew that if Yang Mo got lucky and was promoted from a senior official to the enviable position of a senior official, it would definitely not be a good thing for him.

Putting aside the worst possible outcome of being transferred to the head office, even if he was transferred to the provincial urban investment company, it would magnify Yang Mo's unstable foundation tenfold or even a hundredfold... even though Quancheng is only sixty kilometers away from Dezhou.

Yang Mo spread his hands when he saw this: "So I can only make two preparations." After a slight pause, he suddenly looked at Zhuo Mali and asked: "Sister Zhuo, have you seen the flat-headed brother in the animal world... that is, the honey badger?"

Zhuo Mali was stunned. She nodded first, then shook her head. Obviously, she didn't know what Yang Mo meant.

Yang Mo laughed: "Honey badgers are known for their violent personalities. Let alone hyenas and leopards, if you provoke them, even lions, the absolute overlords of the grassland, will fight you if you don't obey them."

"Although this animal is small, it has good teeth and thick skin. Even a lion cannot kill it with one or two bites. But if it bites you, it will be a big trouble... You have to know that under the jungle law of the grassland, even if a lion is injured, it faces the risk of being expelled from the lion group or even being besieged and killed by other carnivores."

"So, after all, although the honey badger cannot be said to be the bully of the grassland, it is definitely an existence that all animals try to avoid... Unless it kills itself, or the grassland encounters a severe drought, otherwise, in a sense, it has no real natural enemies."

Zhuo Mali suddenly understood: "You mean, the reason you went to such great lengths to attack Wei Hongjun is because you want to become a honey badger in the eyes of others? Or even to take the opportunity to avoid the risks brought by being promoted twice?"

Yang Mo nodded: "That's right, no animal likes honey badgers, and no animal wants to see honey badgers appear in their territory."

"Also, the wonderful thing about this world is that although no one likes lunatics, when you really see a lunatic, you will always put on a smile and won't even mind the lunatic's rudeness to you... As for those stupid things that can easily anger a lunatic, they won't do them easily."

"In short, when you are facing a lunatic, the wisest thing to do is to stay away from him and let him play in the corner!"

Taking out a cigarette and lighting it, Yang Mo slowly exhaled a puff of smoke: "So, if I didn't pester Ren Hongjun, who would know that I, Yang, am actually a hot-tempered honey badger?"

"If I hadn't spared no effort to kill him, who would have known that I, Yang, was actually a lunatic who could go crazy at any moment?"

"If I am not allowed to play around in the corner for a few years, how can I consolidate my own territory? How can I protect the projects that I have poured countless efforts into?"

Zhuo Mali looked at the man in front of her with some pity. Only those who don't have a strong background to rely on know how helpless this self-destructive behavior is.

But she still reminded him carefully: "But, brother, even if you want to establish your authority, you should choose a more appropriate target. The Wei family... is not an ordinary family."

Yang Mo sneered: "If you want to establish your authority, you have to find a big guy to establish your authority. If it weren't for someone like the Wei family, I would be too embarrassed to take action!"

"Besides, there's nothing to be afraid of about the Wei family. Even though their current momentum is still very intimidating, believe me, it's actually not a big deal to offend them... Believe me, the Wei family is not a lion. Even if they can hold their heads high, they can only be regarded as an old African leopard. If they get injured in the leg, they will definitely die!"

As a reborn person, Yang Mo knows the significance of the Southern Tour Speech better than anyone else, and it is easy for him to see some things from some trends in later generations.

Shaking off the cigarette ash, Yang Mo looked at Zhuo Mali seriously: "Sister Zhuo, believe me, I may need to be a lunatic... but not a fool!"

Zhuo Mali stared at him blankly for a long time, but her expression became complicated: "Brother, if... I mean if."

"What if my case really wasn't caused by Wei Hongjun and his gang?"

Yang Mo was stunned, then smiled and waved his hands: "Impossible!"

"I have deduced this over and over again with Mr. Zhao and even Mr. Wang. Considering various factors, apart from Wei Hongjun who is eager to set up a presence in East China, no one else has sufficient reason to attack you, the chief assistant, at this critical juncture!"

Zhuomali shook her lips unconsciously and was about to say something...

Ring ring ring~
The phone on Yang Mo's desk finally rang.

I looked at the clock on the wall:
5:43 p.m.

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five minutes later.

Yang Mo hung up the phone expressionlessly, leaned back in his chair slowly and heavily, and looked unusually calm.

As calm as a sculpture that has not yet been painted.

Zhuo Mali, who had been sitting far away at the tea table, couldn't help but feel a little worried when she saw this. After hesitating for a while, she finally stood up and walked to his side: "Boss, is it Wei Hongjun calling?"

Yang Mo didn't open his eyes and replied softly, "Yeah."

Zhuo Mali unconsciously lowered her voice: "What did he say?"

The corners of Yang Mo's mouth twitched, and he just smiled: "What can I say? Of course, I will say that this matter has nothing to do with him."

His tone was flat, as if he was telling a story that had nothing to do with him.

However, the fact that Wei Hongjun could go to Hong Kong and spend a huge amount of money to purchase overseas intelligence obviously cannot be solved by simply saying "it has nothing to do with me".

Since you are trying to prove your innocence, then of course you have to find out the real suspect, and by the way, you have to provide you with some evidence that is enough to clear yourself of suspicion... Yang Mo is not someone who can be fooled easily. It would be too naive to expect him to believe you just by empty talk.

Of course, Zhuo Mali knew this very well.

But what was a little strange was that although she was the first victim in this matter, Zhuo Mali did not ask any questions. Instead, she asked softly, "Then Boss, should we let Director Song and the others come back first? There is still a lot of work that needs their coordination here."

It was obvious that she didn't want to see Yang Mo fighting to the death with the Wei family from the beginning to the end.

Upon hearing this, Yang Mo opened his eyes and stared at Zhuo Mali calmly.

Being stared at by this pair of calm eyes, Zhuomali's body trembled slightly, but she just bit her lips lightly, and finally showed no signs of dodging.

After staring at Zhuo Mali for half a minute, Yang Mo suddenly laughed softly: "Why do you want Song Wenxuan and the others to come back?"

Zhuo Mali was stunned: "But didn't Wei Hongjun call me?"

Then he said with some doubt in his tone: "Could it be that he...didn't find evidence to clear his suspicion?"

Yang Mo's eyes passed Zhuo Mali's charming and pretty face and fell on the red-topped goose palm in the corner: "No, Mr. Wei has found enough evidence to prove himself."

Zhuomali opened her mouth and her voice suddenly became quieter: "Then you...?"

Yang Mo retracted his gaze, and the smile on his lips suddenly turned cold: "I've said before, when you're in the underworld, the most important thing is trust."

Looking at the time on his watch, Yang Mo said without any emotion: "It's 5:55 now... Mr. Wei seems to have forgotten that people get off work at : in the north!"

Hearing this extremely perfunctory reason, Zhuo Mali shuddered inwardly: "But..."

Yang Mo raised his hand to interrupt her: "No buts!"

"You just need to. I need an opponent who is strong enough to fight with me now."

"It doesn't matter whether this opponent is the Wei family or not;"

"So, whether Wei Hongjun was wrongly accused or not is not important."

"The important thing is..."

"Once the arrow is shot, there is no turning back. Since I have paid so much to do this, there is absolutely no reason for me to give up halfway!"

At this point, Yang Mo looked at Zhuo Mali seriously: "Sister Zhuo, I emphasize again that I am not a good person, really not a good person, and I will never be a good person;"

"So, all I want is a result... understand?"

Zhuo Mali naturally knew what the implication was and bit her lip: "I understand."

Yang Mo hummed and nodded gently, the light in his eyes began to become fierce: "I know what you are worried about, Sister Zhuo. It's nothing more than worrying that the Wei family is too powerful. Although continuing to fight will cause them great harm, if they counterattack in the future, my life will not be easy... right?"

Zhuomali took a deep breath and nodded slowly: "Yeah."

Yang Mo suddenly laughed, and with his eyes that never wavered, he was indescribably creepy: "I am a snake. Since I paid such a high price for this, there is absolutely no reason for me not to have enough tricks up my sleeve."

"Oh~ If you don't remove the roots, the grass will grow again in the spring breeze."

"Don't worry, the Wei family won't have another chance this time!"

Casting his gaze on the green pot of red-topped goose feet again, a hint of deep fatigue flashed in the depths of Yang Mo's eyes...

(End of this chapter)