1988: Back to the human world for a few years

Chapter 80 Aftermath
Since there was vigorous media publicity and official intervention, the problem of these stranded migrant workers was naturally solved easily.

First, the city's state-owned enterprises vacated their land to accommodate these stranded people in batches;

Soon after, the bus companies and passenger transport companies worked together and dispatched more than 25 vehicles to pick up and drop off people returning home. Although there were very few buses these days and most of them were passenger cars with less than seats, they were enough to divert more than % of the new passengers that day.

Qingfeng Food was also very sensible. As soon as the national team took action, they immediately retreated to the second line. Not only did they stop delivering meals, but they also removed all the tents in the square and the black cars outside the train station on the same day.

From the fourth day onwards, the protagonists of newspaper and TV reports became the local state-owned enterprises. In the current environment, the considerations are self-evident.
However, in return, in view of Qingfeng Food’s sensible attitude, various media occasionally mention this initiator when reporting on the advanced deeds of state-owned enterprises, and do not object to some newspapers and media digging deep into this mixed-ownership township enterprise.

As a result, a series of subsequent changes occurred that were beyond everyone's expectations.

First, some citizens in Dezhou and Jinan would rather take the bus in the rain and run to the Mo Mo Bai Zha stores at the entrance of the railway station/bus station to contribute their own strength.

From the fourth day after the incident, the three stores were packed with people. They would not close until 9 p.m. or when the raw materials were sold out. Even so, a large number of consumers could not wait for the box of fried skewers, so the "white slip" phenomenon became popular again, forcing the managers of the three stores to carve a private seal overnight to avoid any problems.

Secondly, at Qingfeng Food’s side, the phone is almost blown up every day... There are commendations from local administrative units, calls from township governments where resettled workers live to express their gratitude, enthusiastic people who want to donate, and companies that take the initiative to approach them to seek cooperation.

Of course, the majority of people want to join actively, including people from other regions.

In theory, this is a good thing. After all, with the fermentation of media and public opinion, the name Mo Mo Bai Zha has not only successfully come into everyone's attention, but also won the favor of many third- and fourth-level administrative departments. It can be said that it has solved the social visibility and the most important public relations problem at one go.

Even the work of attracting investors was solved. As long as Qingfeng Food gave the nod, more than two hundred high-quality customers would come to discuss franchising with them within minutes.

To be fair, the 70 yuan Yang Mo spent was well worth it... In this day and age, many problems really cannot be solved by just paying money.

But the problem is...

Sometimes, doing something too well may offend people, especially if you accomplish it after overcoming other people's objections.

Well, you, Yang Mo, have completed all the work related to publicity, raw material procurement cooperation, investment promotion, and social resource integration by yourself. How do you think the other people in the management steering group will feel?

So, just as the resettlement of migrant workers was completed, the business guidance group held several meetings in succession and began to make things difficult for Yang Mo... After a fruitless sparring match, they even forced Director Zhang and the heads of several other departments to gather together again for another small meeting.

Of course, as the initiator who dug the huge pit long ago, Yang Mo hoped that the fat man would be defeated under the pressure of others, and he also hoped that he would be removed from the position of director of the business management center for a period of time.

………………

Saturday.

“Hey, hey, hey, Fatty Zhang, be careful when you come up here. Follow that wooden board and don’t step on the asbestos tiles next to it… That stuff is not strong. With your weight, it will definitely make a hole if you step on it… It doesn’t matter if you fall down and get crippled, but if you force me to find someone to repair the eaves of this living room, you will be committing a great sin!”

Seeing this bastard being so righteous, the fat boy Zhang Jun cursed a few times, carefully stepped down from the branch, and then climbed up to the roof crookedly stepping on the thick wooden board: "Yang Mo, you beast, my life is not as valuable as your broken roof?"

Yang Mo laughed and asked everyone to move around so that this kid, who weighed more than 180 pounds, could sit properly on the concrete beam.

That’s right, they are having a dinner on the roof now, and there are quite a few people coming. In addition to the little fat boy Zhang Jun, Su Yu, Bao Shuxian, Zhang Lin, and Chen Feiyu are all here.

As a friend who had helped him without regard for the consequences before, he was willing to do the favor regardless of whether Yang Mo had a backup plan or not. So when he finally waited until the weekend, he did not follow the cliché approach of inviting everyone to a meal at the Bichuan Hotel. Instead, he invited them to his own small courtyard and to the rooftop to sit together and drink tea and chat.

This is a way of gathering that is full of childhood memories, and it is also a way of gathering that removes the sense of boundaries. If the relationship is not close enough, one would never adopt this method that goes one step further than inviting someone to dinner at home... Although you can regard it as a way to break the ice, Yang Mo swears that he does not mean that.

Lazily lying on the tiles, Bao Shuxian first gently kicked Zhang Jun on the butt, then threw a bag of braised beef over to him: "Damn it, you said you'd come in the morning, but you took so long to get here that it was almost eleven o'clock... If it wasn't inconvenient to drink on the roof, I would have forced you to drink three glasses first!"

Zhang Jun happily picked up a piece of beef tendon shuttlecock and put it into his mouth, then complained: "You think I am happy? This morning, a group of people from the Fifth Farm came to visit our house. With my father's pressure, I couldn't get away at all... If I hadn't found an excuse later, it would have been a big problem whether I could go out today."

Su Yu, who had just learned how to make Kung Fu tea, handed over a cup of Tieguanyin tea with a grin, "Why, the Fifth Farm has tasted the sweetness and wants you to help them continue the cooperation?"

As a second-generation rich kid, he certainly knew what it meant to run over to visit someone early in the morning on weekends. In fact, as the reputation of Momo Baizha spread and the franchise plan was exposed, everyone knew the business opportunities it contained - to put it bluntly, as long as the Fifth Farm became the main supplier of Momo Baizha, even if the supply price was lower, it could turn losses into profits and temporarily get rid of the risk of restructuring.

Zhang Jun said bitterly, "That's right. Those guys brought a lot of bags and asked my dad to help them... The worst thing is that they didn't even want to let me go. They brought a pretty girl as their helper... We met that girl last time. Her name seemed to be Tang Tingting... Damn it, they even used the honey trap. Shameless!"

Everyone laughed when they heard this. They had been getting together for the past few months and knew that many of the men had psychological trauma after the last blind date, especially Bao Lao Si and Zhang Jun. When Yang Mo heard the name of his ex-wife again, he was surprised to find that he didn't feel any emotion. He tore a chicken leg and handed it over, then asked with a smile, "Did you agree?"

Hearing Yang Mo say "did you agree" instead of "did your father agree", Zhang Jun naturally knew the huge difference between them, and grinned and said: "How can I agree to this... I'm not stupid, seeing that you are in trouble now, how can I cause you more trouble?"

Yang Mo laughed: "It's not a big deal, but it's a good thing that you didn't agree... Otherwise, if they hate you in the future, it won't be worth it... You can just leave it alone for now, and wait until they are at their wit's end before you make a move. It will undoubtedly be a much bigger favor!"

Hate me?
As expected of a family with a deep background in learning, Zhang Jun immediately realized something. He did not ask Yang Mo what was going on like a curious baby. Instead, he lay on the tile and took a bite of the chicken leg happily: "Okay, I'll listen to your arrangements. Whenever you let me sell favors, I'll do it!"

Seeing that this guy was so sensible, Su Yu liked this little fat guy even more and immediately handed him a cigarette: "Eat less. If you gain a few more pounds, you may not be able to get on the roof in the future!"

Everyone looked at the exposed belly of this guy and started laughing again.

After laughing, Bao Shuxian was a little depressed: "You all showed off your skills. Zhang Lin took care of the staff hospital, Zhang Xiaopang got in touch with the Fifth Farm, and Su Yu was even more outrageous. He called in nearly a hundred people from Xialiu Tongxiao Commune with just one phone call... Only Feiyu and I can do anything."

According to Yang Mo's original plan, he wanted to ask Chen Feiyu to help write an inflammatory news release, and Bao Laosi's task was to create a CF draft for emergency shooting.

But unfortunately, a chief editor suddenly appeared and a news commentary overwhelmed thousands of articles. Not only did Chen Feiyu's press release fail to make any splash, but after Yang Mo's careful consideration, Bao Shuxian's CF draft was also completely scrapped. The 30-second prime-time advertisement became a public service advertisement made up of news materials. The only slogan was a quote from the editor-in-chief in the article... No one cares about you except your family!

Although the effect of this public service advertisement was unexpectedly good, and it also helped the overseas brands Qingfeng Food and Momo Baizha win recognition from countless people, but as a creator who was highly regarded at the time, I would be lying if I said I was not depressed to see the hard work I had put in a whole night of writing go to waste.

Yang Mo handed him a cup of tea with a smile, and stuffed a piece of beef jerky into his hand: "Comrade Lao Si, don't be discouraged! Believe me, you will have plenty of opportunities in the future... Although I can't say that the TV screen is full of your masterpieces, it shouldn't be difficult to get the national audience to watch two or three of your works... Not only you, including Feiyu, you two are the best writers among the people I know, so I will force you to take private orders in the future!"

Nationwide?

Bao Shuxian and Chen Feiyu both widened their eyes in disbelief.

Su Yu and Zhang Jun on the side looked at Yang Mo in surprise, as if they couldn't understand why this guy of the same age had such a big appetite.

To be honest, if Yang Mo's move this time hadn't been so sophisticated and beautiful, they almost thought he was bragging.

………………

Just as a few people were basking in the sun, having tea and bragging on the roof, a heartless bangzi song was heard along with the sound of an iron gate twisting.

"Yian, the king is sitting in the west."

"There are two classes, civil and military!"

Got it!
Classmate Tugou is back.

They had been dealing with Lu Yingying a lot during this period, so they naturally recognized that this was the voice of Yang Mo's childhood friend.

Hua Hua Hua~
As the branches shook, several caterpillar-like poplar flowers fell down, and Tugou's head appeared in front of everyone: "Wow! Fried peanuts, braised beef, braised donkey meat, roasted chicken, beef jerky, and maltose!? This lunch is quite rich!"

Like a monkey, he climbed up in a few seconds. Tugou squeezed Bao Shuxian and Su Yu without any hesitation, then grabbed a piece of maltose and stuffed it into his mouth: "Make way, make way, make some room."

Bao Shuxian was quite familiar with this girl and knew her character. Under her push, he rolled over unwillingly on the tiles to make room for her. Then he shouted in dissatisfaction: "Hey, girl, that's too much. I've already reserved space for you. Why are you still not satisfied?"

Tugou, whose mouth was full of maltose, glared at him and said, "Who told you that it's enough to leave one seat? Didn't you see that someone else wants to come up?"

Anyone else?
Everyone looked at each other in surprise... It seemed that all the people who were familiar with Yang Mo were here, right?
At this moment, with a nightingale-like cry, the branches shook slightly, and a delicate head appeared in front of everyone, then glanced at the poplar flowers on its head with some confusion.

hiss~!

Seeing the appearance of the person coming, Chen Feiyu and Zhang Jun, who were meeting Miss Mu for the first time, took a deep breath...

(End of this chapter)