1988: Back to the human world for a few years

Chapter 82: Sink and Float

On Monday, Yang Mo did not go to work at Xintai Company as usual.

Following the notice, the management steering group did not hold the weekly work planning meeting as usual.

Everyone knew that the moment to decide the winner had come, and holding such a planning meeting would not only be meaningless, but would also disrupt each other's steps to some extent.

General office.

This new department, which was established only a year ago, is now full of interns who have just reported in. There is no trace of the desertedness at the end of last year. I don't know how that fat guy did it, but he applied for 15 employment targets after the beginning of the spring. This is the biggest step among all departments of the drilling company.

After smilingly admiring the uneasy expressions of the second-tier rookies for a while, Yang Mo pushed the door open and walked into the director's office.

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"Boy, tut tut...you finally still remember that you have me as your director." Zhang Wenshun's voice was a little teasing and a little tired. He stood up, picked up the thermos, and made a cup of tea for Yang Mo.

Glancing at the pile of documents on the table, Yang Mo took the teacup with a smile: "Look at what you said, Director... If it weren't for the endless mess during this period, I would have wanted to hide in our office and drink tea every day!"

Zhang Wenshun pointed at him with a somewhat amused look, "A mess? You kid... Although I knew from the beginning that you would not be quiet, I really didn't expect you to make such a big fuss... Do you know that I didn't even have time to rest these two days?"

Yang Mo took out a cigarette and handed it over, looking aggrieved: "How could I have thought that those guys would be so petty... It's just a PR event costing 70, but they are so anxious and jumpy as if their jobs were ruined... They are adults, but they are still so childish, crying and shouting to call their parents when they are not satisfied!"

Zhang Wenshun glared at him angrily: "Isn't it just a 70 yuan event?... You also know that this is ruining other people's jobs!?"

As he said that, Zhang Wenshun said, "You kid... do you know how thankless it is for you to use your management decision-making power to organize that PR activity?"

"If you screw up, they can legitimately take back your veto power, turning you, the new head of the operations management center, into a toothless tiger;"

"But if it goes too well... like it is now... you take over the publicity, investment, public relations, and procurement of the Mo Mo Bai Zhan project in one go, how are they going to survive?"

As he spoke, Zhang Wenshun smacked his lips in distress.

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To be honest, he had been paying attention to Xintai Management Company the entire time, and he was the first to know about the activity that Yang Mo had suddenly gone crazy about, but due to an unspoken agreement, he did not call a halt to it.

But he never expected that this seemingly nonsensical activity would achieve such amazing results in just one week.

It can be said that, thanks to this event, the experimental project of Qingfeng Food Factory can now write letters of congratulations… Not only has it become one of the most watched chain projects in Dezhou and Jinan, it has also increased the daily turnover of a single store to a terrifying number of 4700 yuan. Letters of commendation from third- and fourth-level authorities in various places are flying in like snowflakes, and there are three or four hundred franchisees around it, waving money and crying for cooperation.

Let’s not talk about anything else, just talk about the three or four hundred franchisees who are very willing... with just one nod, the catering management company established under the framework of Qingfeng Food will have to be started immediately, and then at least hundreds of employees will have to be urgently recruited. Otherwise, the work of selecting a new store site alone will be enough to keep people busy forever.

In addition, there are at least five to six hundred positions from raw material selection and negotiation to logistics distribution and inspection to daily employment in the new store, which is more than four times the initial plan... This does not include the jobs created by family members who directly take charge and become franchisees.

Fame, benefits, social relations, scale, employment positions, they have all been taken care of for you at once, and they have all exceeded your expectations by a large margin, what else do you want! ?

If you follow the result-oriented principle, even the most picky person will not be able to find any faults when faced with such a dazzling report card.

But the problem is, if you really don't find fault, and you, a small supervisor in the operation management center, have done all the work of the steering group except finance, then what is the point of the existence of this steering group?

Just disband it on the spot and let you, Yang, be the only one in charge. At most, you can keep people from the Finance Department and the Asset Management Department to help you with miscellaneous tasks!
Obviously, this is impossible no matter how you look at it.

Therefore, for the sake of unity and the overall situation, everyone can only ignore the result-oriented principle, initiate procedural justice, and start finding fault with everything.

For a moment, Yang Mo, a small supervisor with no sense of existence anywhere, actually became the big devil that everyone needed to join forces to defeat.

By the way, it also made a certain fat patron who looked like Maitreya Buddha spend a few days of torment in pain and pride.

Speaking of "pain", it is of course the constant small meetings every day, a group of department heads who are not to be underestimated in the company joined hands to denounce and blame him;

When he said "proud", it meant that although these people joined hands to put pressure on him, they were always cautious in their words and deeds, and they seemed unwilling to really offend this guy... It was obvious that Director Zhang was no longer the little veteran who had no weight except for his qualifications after this battle.

At this point, he finally understood why Yang Mo had used that strange tone to confirm with him again and again, asking him whether he was really determined to let him act as a third party.

Now it seems that this bastard is really capable.
However, the aftereffects of not playing by the state-owned enterprise’s rules really gave him a headache.

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Seeing the fat guy sighing, Yang Mo first despised him in his heart, then showed a sad face: "Director Zhang taught me that I was too impulsive this time and didn't pay enough attention to unity... I will review this, and make a deep review!"

Zhang Wenshun was stunned for a moment, and looked at Yang Mo suspiciously from head to toe. If it weren't for the prohibition of feudal superstition, he would have almost asked a Taoist priest to take a look to see if this bastard was possessed by a fox spirit.

Coughing, the fat guy thought that what he said just now made the kid misunderstand something, and quickly waved his hands: "Hey~! This is no big deal. Unity is important, but if we only consider unity...then will we still do anything?"

The guilt on Yang Mo's face became even worse: "No, I must do a self-examination!"

"We are a new department and have not yet established a firm foothold. Director Zhang, although you are a veteran of the company, you were transferred back last year... Times have changed... No matter from what perspective, we should now make unity our top priority."

"So... I feel deeply guilty for my impulsive behavior that ignored the overall situation... After careful consideration, I implore Director Zhang and other leaders to revoke my membership in the Operation Steering Group and keep me on probation as a warning to others!"

kindness? ? ?
Zhang Wenshun frowned when he heard these rather nonsensical words.

This bastard mentioned "unstable footing" again and again, obviously reminding himself that he should leave some way out and some fault tolerance and redundancy, and it doesn't matter if he makes some concessions for this - that's fine, this guy is like a seasoned veteran, there are some things that ordinary employees may not understand clearly, but they can't be hidden from him.

But the last sentence is worth savoring.

No matter from which angle, for a hero who has made such outstanding achievements, the punishment of "revoking the qualification of being a member of the management guidance group" is too heavy and too much... You know, the biggest wish of those people in the general manager's office is to redistribute power and responsibilities and enter a situation where everyone has their own responsibilities. They don't want Yang Mo to use the influence of this matter to monopolize power.

But what we really need to ponder are the four words "stay on probation".

What is this “position”?

He is nothing more than the director of Xintai Management Company!

Logically speaking, Yang Mo's main identity there is actually a "member of the business guidance team". The so-called "head of the operation management center" position is actually just a temporary and nominal position based on the membership... Since he is going to withdraw from the business guidance team, there is absolutely no reason to keep the position of the head of the operation management center. So the question is, if he withdraws from the business guidance team, then the position of the head of Xintai Management Company will become a useless thing, and it is an extremely marginalized useless thing. Except for getting a little more subsidy every month, it has no value.

Zhang Wenshun had some understanding of Yang Mo's personality. Although this bastard looked greasy, he was actually very proud in his heart - the salary and benefits of formal employees in state-owned enterprises were already high, and Yang Mo had the project commissions from Xialiu Marketing Commune as extra income, so he didn't seem to be short of money. He didn't believe that this guy would cling to the position of supervisor just for a subsidy of a hundred yuan a month.

Since it's not for that little subsidy, Yang Mo must have other intentions in wanting to keep this identity.

Could it be...

Does this guy have any backup plan? Is he planning to use this identity to fight back when the time comes?

The fat guy touched his double chin and fell into deep thought.

As an old fox who has been transferred several times, Zhang Wenshun has a much deeper understanding of the word "ups and downs" than others.

Transfer or diversion is certainly not a gratifying result, but looking at the state-owned enterprise circle and the entire history of China, there are few people who can reach a high position and hold power without ups and downs... Smooth promotion only exists in YY novels. Even if you have a strong background, you have to work at the grassroots level for a few years, let alone people like him and Yang Mo who are not even from a humble family?
Of course, it might be easy for people like them to sink, but it is not so easy to float up.

Without a good opportunity to cut in, it is not easy for you to get back to your original position;

Similarly, if your own abilities are not strong enough, even if you have the opportunity to break in, you will still only make a fool of yourself, or even lose your current position, let alone move up to the next level.

Simply put, in this era, if you want to make progress in state-owned enterprises and hammer down a tough problem, you must be able to withstand the pressure of sinking and also have the ability to float up - this is a process of sifting through the sand, and the mystery involved is far from as simple as outsiders think.

But the problem is...

He and Yang Mo both knew that with the success of the pilot project, the importance of the identity of "actual operator of the tertiary industry project of the drilling company" was far beyond the reach of ordinary positions.
As long as he can accomplish 2~3 more projects with similar scale and effect to the current Momo Baizha, the power and influence of this trader will exceed that of most department heads, and may even be on par with several deputy managers, making him a definite representative of high power.

It is easy to decline such a potentially important position, but it is definitely not that easy to get back!

unless……

There was some uncontrollable change in the middle, forcing everyone to bow their heads and kneel down to beg a certain first-generation leader named Yang to come back;

Or maybe there is some big pit that outsiders cannot understand at all and will bring huge losses to the company. Once the successor steps into it and is stuck in the quagmire, this guy will be able to use his marginal identity as the "director of Xintai Management Company" to leisurely make some sarcastic "advice" on the side, and then step by step force these people to invite him back.

Although Zhang Wenshun could not see what was fishy about this, he knew that no matter which situation it was, Yang Mo, who had returned, would be able to seize power openly and turn a certain group into a one-man show under his control.

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Thinking of this, Zhang Wenshun took a breath with some toothache, and looked at Yang Mo with a complicated look.

"Boy, have you really thought it through...are you sure?"

After pondering for a long time, Zhang Wenshun put out his cigarette and asked in a casual tone.

Looking at the nonchalant expression on the fat guy's face, Yang Mo shouted in his heart, "Great!"

Anyone who has been in management knows that the company's so-called rules and regulations are just used to fool ordinary employees. For the real core employees, managers are always half public and half private, using emotions as a bond to keep them from leaving.

The fat guy's words just now simply expressed two meanings:
1. I have roughly guessed what you are thinking, but out of trust and respect, I will not ask for the details.

2. Just go ahead and do it. I will take care of any problems you have.

Although he was confused as to why this fat guy trusted him so much,

After all, unless forced into an extremely dangerous situation, a qualified manager would not trust an ordinary employee so much to seek a glimmer of hope.

But he was smart enough to suppress his curiosity and didn't ask... As a human being, you have to know the minimum respect. No matter what, people have expressed their trust in you and didn't ask you for details. If you ask them why they trust you so much, it not only makes you seem disrespectful to them, but also makes you look stupid.

And I have to admit that this kind of emotional soft knife, which seems soft and childish at first glance, is really lethal. Even though Yang Mo has lived two lives, he was almost moved by it.

After all, the chance of people meeting each other is only one in tens of millions; and when you are insignificant, the chance of meeting someone who is willing to let go and trust you is often only one in a hundred billion.

After adjusting his mood slightly, Yang Mo looked at the fat guy in front of him with a smile: "Yes!"

Zhang Wenshun nodded and handed over a large Chongjiu. "There is a small meeting this afternoon...do you need my cooperation in anything?"

Yang Mo shook his head: "No, just do your favor and remember to keep me as the director of Xintai Management Company."

Zhang Wenshun heard this, with a hint of disappointment in his eyes, and nodded: "Okay!"

Yang Mo noticed the guy's reaction, thought about it, and suddenly slapped his forehead: "Oh my, look at my memory... I remember, there is one thing I need your help with."

Zhang Wenshun perked up: "What's the matter?"

Yang Mo smiled and picked up the thermos to refill his cup with water: "You know Lv Yingying... She's my childhood friend... Look, can you help her get the position of manager of the brand operation management department of Qingfeng Food Factory at the meeting this afternoon?"

Zhang Wenshun looked at Yang Mo with some confusion at first. Qingfeng Food was just a affiliated enterprise, and its marginality was even two levels lower than Xintai Company. He didn't understand why a small department manager in a food factory was worthy of this guy's attention.

but……

Childhood friend?

Lu Yingying?
Is he the temporary worker who made a splash at that event and was even interviewed by reporters?

I don’t know what he had misunderstood, but the fat guy’s expression suddenly became vulgar.

"it is good!"

Zhang Wenshun nodded with a smile, the wrinkles on his fat face could hold two melons...

(End of this chapter)