In the conference room of Mojia Silk Fabrics, there was silence. I don't know how long it took before a middle-aged man opened his mouth below.

"President, now that the company has reached this juncture, I will look ......at it," the middle-aged man said, looking at several people around him who were about the same age as him, and several of them exchanged glances.

Then, another person picked up on his words and continued: "Sell some of the company's shares to solve the current crisis, president." There's nothing else to do now. ”

The rest of the crowd almost all nodded their heads, as if they acquiesced.

Indeed, the shareholders of their board of directors have a good relationship on weekdays, and they will discuss some things together. This time, such a big thing happened to the company, and they naturally had ventilated before, which was also the result of their discussion.

Because, if they don't sell their shares, maybe the Mo family's silk will fall like this, and their money will be lost at that time, so it is better to cut a little meat in exchange for the safety of the Mo family's silk.

Although I also know that this Mo Shaoqi is not helpful, it is much better than the company being swallowed up by other people or taken away by the bank.

One by one, they also followed Mo Shaoqi's father to fight the world, and naturally they had some affection for him, and they couldn't bear to watch this nephew who had seen him lose his family business like this.

It can be said that between the Mo family silk and them, there is a cold lip and a tooth, and no one can be missing.

This decision is difficult for any shareholder.

"Is there no other better way?" Mo Shaoqi's eyes were full of gloom, his eyes were bloodshot, as if he had been sleepless all night for this matter. How easy is it to sell the family business that my father has worked so hard for?

Several people looked at each other, shook their heads, and did not speak again.

Now, it seems that there is nothing else to think of other than this. Now there are not even other companies willing to cooperate with Mojia Silk, so naturally there is no way to find others for help, those companies are waiting to see a good show, wanting to get a piece of the soup when Mojia Silk falls, and some have even begun to think about how to annex it.

If you want to save it, probably no one will make a move at this time, after all, this is also a thankless thing.

But selling shares is different, the market value of Mojia silk is still very good, and the price reduction and selling at this time is destined to be snapped up. In this way, they can not only become shareholders of Mojia Silk, but also take advantage of this time to make a lot of money, why not?

However, what no one knows is that this matter has already been known to the business giants, and there is no chance for others at all.

In the end, Mo Shaoqi took a deep breath and finally made the decision that he didn't want to play.

He looked at the circle of people sitting next to him with deep eyes, and said in a very deep tone: "Ladies and gentlemen, you are all people who started from scratch with my father and laid down the Mo family's silk world. I naturally don't have any reservations about you, if I really want to make such a decision this time, I hope that you will continue to help me in the future, so that the Mo family silk can be revitalized!"

As soon as these words came out, the faces of the middle-aged men present changed slightly, and some of them had begun to shake their heads and sigh, obviously reluctant to give up the Mo family silk.

"President, you can sell less shares, it's better to sell two factories. ”

Suddenly, a voice came from below. A group of people looked at the voice one after another, with some surprise in their eyes, someone actually offered to sell the factory?

Mo Shaoqi also cast his gaze over, and what he saw was the face of a middle-aged woman. She is not one of her father's veterans, but a shareholder who joined later, and is said to have been an executive of a large enterprise named Lin Lihua.

"Director Lin, our factory has always been operating well, why should we sell it? If we sell the factory, wouldn't it have a greater impact on the company and implicate our production?" Mo Shaoqi obviously disagreed with her opinion.

You must know that most of the reasons why Mojia silk can do so much comes from the sophistication of the factory, which can continue to operate exquisite and high-end silk for the upper class and people with economic ability to choose. If there is no factory, it will inevitably damage the company's interests, which is tantamount to making things worse!

However, this Lin Lihua is also one of the shareholders of the company, and holds 8% of the shares, and he can't ignore her opinions at all.

"Yes, Director Lin, I'm afraid this idea is not appropriate, right?" There were also people next to him who were questioning, but the voice was not very loud, obviously lacking confidence. After all, at a time like this, it's good to be able to come up with a solution.

Those who have been silent all the time are not as good as those who dare to come up with ideas in times of crisis.

Lin Lihua lifted her gold-rimmed glasses, glanced at everyone calmly, and then slowly explained: "Recently, the sales volume of Mojia silk has decreased significantly, and everyone has the report in their hands, knowing that our output is greater than the supply, even if we sell it until next year, we will not be able to sell it out." At this time, the most important thing to solve the company's urgent needs is not to spend a lot of money and energy on production. ”

As she said this, some people's faces began to waver.

She continued: "The cost of labor and machinery is getting higher and higher, and the company spends a huge amount of money on the factory every year, but there is no equal return. If the factory can be sold at this time, it can help the company solve the current financial dilemma, and secondly, it can also reduce the burden, which is more effective than selling shares. ”

After saying this, the people around her no longer had the previous doubts, and some even began to nod their heads in agreement.

Mo Shaoqi's hand was placed on the table, and he gently clapped the table with his index finger, causing everyone's eyes to converge on him, not knowing what kind of decision he would make.

However, in fact, he didn't even think about what to do.

Lin Lihua's words are reasonable, and the analysis of the company's current situation is in place, and this solution is indeed feasible.

However, he couldn't just listen to her side. After all, selling a factory is not a trivial matter.

"Director Lin's words are very reasonable, and the analysis of the company is accurate, but selling the factory is not a trivial matter, and I hope that the decision will be made by everyone on the board of directors. In this way, everyone should think carefully about Director Lin's proposal when we go back today, and we will hold another board meeting tomorrow afternoon, and everyone will vote on this matter together. ”

The people who were hesitant at the bottom naturally had no objections, and they all nodded in agreement.

This matter is indeed nerve-wracking, and it needs to be discussed carefully. Several veterans of the board of directors have secretly agreed to go back to discuss after the meeting.

However, no one noticed Lin Lihua's slightly strange look.