1988: Back to the human world for a few years

Chapter 88 Trouble is coming
Knock knock~
Knock knock~
knock knock knock.

A rhythmic knocking sound was heard. This old iron door, which had been in use for more than ten years, probably never expected to encounter such a polite knocker in this life.

Two minutes passed before Yang Mo, who was busy working in the house, heard the noise. He then came out reluctantly to unlock the door.

As expected, the visitor was Mu Liya, who was wearing a light velvet spring dress.
Carrying a large bag with some difficulty,

Just standing there quietly,

He stood upright, without showing any sign of anxiety or impatience.

The spring evening breeze blew slowly by, causing ripples on the long skirt. Together with the hair rippling on the cheeks, it created a beautiful picture under the sunset.

"Huh? Miss Mu? What a rare guest, please come in, please come in... Um, didn't you agree to come here on Saturday?" Yang Mo blinked and looked at the beauty in front of him with a strange expression.

Tugou's rash action last time caused Yang Mo a lot of trouble.

Seemingly out of curiosity, or perhaps out of shame, Miss Mu first emphasized their "friends" status several times, and then brought up the original agreement. Eventually Yang Mo had no choice but to retreat and promised this guy that he could come over every Saturday and attend classes with classmate Tu Gou, and he would never hide anything from him... Of course, let him be frank in advance, he himself is also a half-baked good-for-nothing, and whether Miss Mu can understand him or not is none of his business.

"Where's Yingying?" Miss Mu did not answer Yang Mo's question. Instead, she looked into the yard and then naturally handed over the bag in her hand.

Miss Mu was naturally aware of Yang Mo's original little thoughts, but she did not point it out and agreed to it so straightforwardly - she was not a beginner like Lu Yingying whose logic was not yet self-consistent. As the saying goes, if you know one thing, you can know everything. Even if she does not have a complete knowledge system in some aspects, as long as she can get a little inspiration, she can easily reverse deduce a whole set of logic in her own way.

To some extent, fragmented knowledge is a chronic poison for ordinary people, but for people like her, it is a small tonic that may bring pleasant surprises.

Yang Mo took the heavy bag, opened it and saw that it was full of chopped mutton. He immediately replied without much interest, "That girl has been busy these days and has been back late... I guess your mutton won't be able to go with the pancakes today."

Miss Mu is of Hui ethnicity, so every time she comes to visit Yang Mo, she refuses to eat anything except the pancakes made by classmate Tugou... In order to take care of his sister Mu's feelings, classmate Tugou even spent a huge sum of 7 yuan to buy a high-quality iron pan and placed it in the storage room, specifically to make pancakes for Mu Liya.

Hearing that Lv Yingying hadn't come back yet, Mu Liya was a little disappointed. She glanced at Yang Mo's stinky face and said lightly, "I know you don't like the smell of mutton. This is the lowland sheep from Zhanhua, Binzhou. It has been processed and has no smell of mutton. The taste is also very delicious. You can even cook it directly in water and make hand-pulled mutton... If you still think this is smelly, I will bring you beef next time you come."

Seeing Miss Mu's somewhat arrogant look, Yang Mo naturally knew that not all mutton was qualified to be made into hand-pulled mutton... Any mutton that was cooked with a stronger smell, a little tougher meat, or a less mixed taste would bring shame to the host.

Although Yang Mo had never eaten the lowland sheep from Zhanhua in his previous life due to his taste preference, since it could be included in the list of the top ten famous mutton in Qi and Lu, it must be good.

Nodding, Yang Mo took the big pot out from the storage room and washed it, then repeated his previous question: "Why did you suddenly think of coming here today?"

Mu Liya walked over to him, turned on another faucet and washed her hands: "It's good that Yingying is not here... I encountered an emergency and I need to discuss it with you... There may be a lot of people on Saturday, and it's not appropriate to talk to you alone, so I came here directly today."

Yang Mo frowned when he heard this.

Let’s not talk about whether there will be too many people talking on Saturday.

Miss Mu has always been close to Tugou and would never avoid her in trivial matters. But today she actually said, "It's better if Yingying is not here"?
It seems that this so-called emergency situation is not simple.

"Take out the mutton and rinse off the blood...what happened?"

While Yang Mo was washing the pot, he was instructing Miss Mu to work, completely ignoring the fact that she had just washed her hands.

Mu Liya glared at him with a slight frown, then rolled up her sleeves, picked up the bag beside the sink, and began to wash the mutton carefully: "At noon today, President Wang suddenly asked me to have a meal... in the private room of the company's small cafeteria."

Dinner date?

It is easy for outsiders to think wrongly when hearing this word with a strong personal connotation... After all, Mr. Wang is still in his prime, and Miss Mu's beauty is well known. Loving beauty rather than the country is not the exclusive domain of ancient tyrants. It is also normal for a man to suddenly meet a woman who wants to kill him in the second half of his life.

But Yang Mo understood one thing very well, that it was difficult for a man to hold such a high position if he was not rational and calm enough... It was normal to have a few mistresses, but as the head of the company, in front of everyone, no one with a bit of brains would do such a thing as inviting a beautiful woman to lunch for such a small thought.

Since it is unlikely that hormones are clouding the mind, there is only one possibility... Mr. Wang has something to ask Miss Mu, and he is doing business in a private capacity, otherwise he would not have chosen such a subtle time as noon, nor would he have chosen such a slightly mysterious location as the company cafeteria.

Then the problem is coming...

Even in the year of change of leadership, is there anything a well-known outsider in the company can do that is worthy of the company's top leader personally asking for help?
Thinking of Mo Mo Bai Zha, whose influence is gradually becoming more prominent, and this leader, whose voice seems to be rising slightly, but whose actual situation is becoming more and more passive,

I think of the fleet of vehicles that was suddenly transferred to Xintai Management Company not long ago, but which Miss Mu can also call upon.

Yang Mo suddenly tilted his head and asked tentatively, "Boss Wang wants to ask you for help to save the situation in foreign trade?"

Muliya suddenly stopped what she was doing and let the faucet run.

He stared at Yang Mo with a very complicated look for a while, and suddenly smiled softly: "I was right, you asked to withdraw from the management guidance group... and the Mo Mo Bai Zha project has a huge pit that is unknown to the public."

Miss Mu said this without thinking, and caught the shock in Yang Mo's eyes. She felt that she had turned the tables a little, so she put away her bright smile and immediately went back to washing the mutton: "Boss Wang told me that if nothing unexpected happens, after next Monday, the right to evaluate intangible assets will be handed over to the Finance Department... And out of fairness, my diversified business research team can retain the right to independent financial accounting, while also promoting the affiliation and restructuring of foreign trade project-related companies in the form of corporate credit."

This statement was equivalent to confirming Yang Mo's guess, and also told him the interests involved and the content of the exchange.

Out of habit from his previous life, Yang Mo stayed where he was, pondering, and didn't even notice that the water in the pot was full.

And Muliya did not disturb him. She gently helped him turn on the faucet, then turned down the water flow on her side and continued to wash the mutton quietly.

After a long while, the sound of pouring water came to her ears. Mu Liya looked up and found that Yang Mo had come back to his senses. She smiled jokingly and said, "During the meal, Mr. Wang also mentioned your name... How about it? Now that one side is growing while the other side is declining, do you want to come over to my side?... The position of deputy team leader is still reserved for you!"

This is the truth. In the past month or so, Miss Mu has recruited quite a few interns, all of whom are college students. If academic qualifications are equivalent to quality, then in the entire company, except for the general manager's office, there is no other department whose employee quality can be compared with that of the Diversified Business Research Group.

If the intangible asset evaluation rights are really transferred to the Finance Department, then, if nothing unexpected happens, this team led by a parachuted person will gradually get rid of some rules and then quickly become a new department that everyone is paying attention to with its powerful invisible resources. It can be said that in this case, as long as everything goes well, the position of deputy team leader is not only the second-in-command with real power and the deputy section level that is within reach, but also a breeze that can help people rise to the top.

Yang Mo just smiled when he heard this, and then put the iron pot on the stove: "I already know the general situation, so...what do you want me to help you with when you come to me today?"

Seeing this, Mu Liya was a little disappointed, but she didn't pester him. Instead, she used her jade-like slender fingers to pick up pieces of mutton from the bamboo sieve and put them into the iron pot. "In fact, you have guessed it. Now the east wind has arrived, but there is nothing left to do... I came to you this time to discuss the next step for foreign trade exports."

What’s the next step?
Yang Mo looked at Mu Liya in surprise: "Haven't you already opened up the northern route? How could you not know what's in demand over there? Foreign trade these days is just like a porter. You just need to sell whatever people want to them, right?"

Mu Liya looked at him dissatisfiedly: "You said before that you treated me as a friend, but now you are pretending to be stupid in front of me?"

As if she was disgusted by the guy's rough cooking skills and his complete lack of understanding of the essence of hand-pulled mutton, Miss Mu turned down the stove fire a little, and then continued: "You must know the situation in the north. They can only barter over there... Although I can't say it clearly, most of the goods I exchanged here cannot be circulated on the market. They can only be purchased domestically... Unfortunately, the procedures in our country are complicated. If you want to get the full payment, it will take at least half a year... Even so, I can't guarantee that I can get all the money back."

At this point, Miss Mu sighed and said, "To be honest, although this route must be maintained no matter what, in terms of pure commercial value, this route is not up to standard, so... I'm thinking about whether I should try the route in Northeast Asia."

Yang Mo understood immediately.

In fact, ever since Mu Liya first told him that she was going to take the northern route, he had vaguely guessed the purpose of this young lady getting those drinks... This is not surprising. This kind of small trick of breaking the whole into pieces to pick up bargains is very normal in this era, and it happens both openly and covertly, especially in the Northeast and coastal provinces. As a rich kid among state-owned enterprises and close to the seaport, if the Dongying Command just watches quietly, it will be punished.

It is completely understandable why Miss Mu despises the northern route and plans to reach out to Northeast Asia... The northern route may be a crazy way to make a fortune for ordinary traders, but for players who really have resources, it is nothing but chicken ribs.

Moreover, the game operation logic of different circles is completely different. For ordinary players, "the more you use your relationships, the stronger they become, and the more you use your network, the wider it becomes" may be a truth, but for advanced players, a high-quality network of contacts often only has one chance to be used... Since there is only one chance to use it, you naturally have to use the best steel on the blade.

After thinking for a while, Yang Mo asked a seemingly irrelevant question: "Northeast Asia is a piece of fat meat, but...are the resources connected there from your family or others? Are they public lines or private lines?"

Mu Liya looked at Yang Mo with a hint of admiration in her eyes: "It's someone else's personal line, and it's the Nanyang line, but because of family reasons, he doesn't have to pay too much cause and effect to get on board... In fact, this is also why I'm a little nervous. After all, in this case, it's basically operating according to market rules. What matters is the product strength. Those relationships are not of much help in most cases."

Personal line?
Doesn't that mean it's not a compensatory trade order or a replacement trade order?

And it’s the Nanyang Line…

Although the 1980s was the second peak period of overseas Chinese in Southeast Asia supporting the construction of the motherland, due to some historical reasons, these overseas Chinese are generally more cautious. In the case of Miss Mu, people may give you the convenience and help to get on the bus because of some emotional tendencies, but when the time comes to see the real results, it still depends on performance.

Nodding in understanding, Yang Mo glanced at Miss Mu's empty hands and looked at her strangely: "Where is the information?"

Mu Liya was stunned: "What information?"

Yang Mo rolled his eyes: "The information of the companies you plan to reorganize... How can I help you refer to and select without the information?"

Mu Liya smiled and tilted her head to look at him: "Didn't you mention a concept to Yingying, called market first and then factory... So, I came here today just to hear if you have any ideas... Once there is a relatively clear goal, I will go to select the reorganization target... Don't worry, since Mr. Wang has agreed to give me a break, it's legitimate, so we can handle it specially, so this matter is not a big deal!"

hiss~!

Yang Mo took a breath of cold air when he heard this.

After we have made the goal concrete, we will push for restructuring, and do it in a special way?

These two sentences may sound unremarkable at first glance, but in the current environment where state-owned enterprises are everywhere, only those who know the business know how much power they contain.

This young lady is so awesome!

Catching the doubt in Yang Mo's eyes, Mu Liya looked at him with a smile: "Of course, friends have a financial friendship. If the two of us can work out a relatively reliable plan, then I can't be stingy... How about helping you to set up a third-party cold chain transportation fleet as much as possible within my framework?"

! ! ! !
Yang Mo looked at the beauty in front of him with horror.

Seeing this, Mu Liya smiled indifferently: "Yang Mo, I have always said that as a minimum respect, please don't treat others as fools... Although I still don't fully understand what the huge pitfalls are in the Mo Mo Bai Zha project, based on the current operation of this project and the known development plan, cold chain transportation is definitely one of the biggest constraints."

"Perhaps, a large-scale third-party cold chain fleet cannot determine the life or death of this project, but at least... when you need to take action, such a new force can help you reduce a lot of unnecessary troubles, right?"

Looking at Miss Mu who looked so confident, Yang Mo smiled bitterly and shook his head... As expected, no matter what era, there are always a lot of powerful people in this world.

After thinking for a while, Yang Mo asked, "Within three months, at least 100 van-type cold chain vehicles. The temperature control technology does not need to be very advanced, as long as it can transport frozen products normally... The affiliated unit can be a mixed-ownership private enterprise or a mixed-ownership township enterprise, but it cannot be a state-owned enterprise... In addition, the equity structure must be reserved according to my requirements in case of emergency... Are you sure you can do it?"

100 vehicles?
Mu Liya frowned. This number was a little beyond her expectations. After all, refrigerated trucks were very expensive these days. If she wanted to get this number, money alone was not enough. She also needed some connections.

But what surprised her even more was the three-month deadline.

What I mean is...there will be problems with Mo Mo Bai Zha within three months?
With deep confusion, Mu Liya repeatedly calculated the pros and cons in her mind, and finally nodded: "Okay, as long as you can come up with a reliable plan, I will try my best to meet your requirements."

Hearing the words "try your best", Yang Mo felt relieved... At least this meant that the other person was not trying to fool him.

After a moment's hesitation, Yang Mo brought two stools and said, "The matter you are discussing with me requires not only employment for a large number of family members of the drilling company, but also successful entry into the Northeast Asian market, and sufficient profits to maintain the cooperation of the line... To be fair, considering the current industrial and agricultural level in Qilu, it is really not an easy task."

Mu Liya smoothed her long skirt, then sat sideways in a very elegant posture and nodded: "I know this is not easy. If it is just to export the most basic agricultural products, I would not have to come to you for consultation."

Yang Mo took out a cigarette, lit it, and exhaled a long puff of smoke: "The selection and design of any project cannot be taken for granted... So, let's start the deduction step by step, aligning the needs and controllable resources simultaneously... Let's see if we can work out a more reliable plan together!"

Mu Liya admired Yang Mo's rigorous way of doing things, which was extremely rare among his peers. She did not hesitate and stroked her hair: "Okay!"

(End of this chapter)