"Vice President Nian, to tell you the truth, you came today, everyone is actually very nervous, because we heard a few years ago that the group seems to think that our factory is not profitable, wants to introduce a new production line, and says that it will lay off ......employees."

The director of the Hong factory is nearly 50 years old and has worked in the factory all his life.

He has good ability, a strong sense of responsibility, and a high salary, even if he doesn't do it, he will have a pension when he goes back to retirement, and there is no problem in life.

But there are other people in the factory, and there are tie-dyeing processes that they can't let go.

If the factory is really going to be closed, everyone here is reluctant.

So when they heard that Nian Xiaomu was here to inspect, everyone was very nervous.

Looking at her with a blank eye, he was afraid that she would really let the factory close.

"Who said that?"

When Nian Xiaomu heard Director Hong's words, he looked up at him in some surprise, and then turned his head to look at the other workers in front of him.

I found that everyone's expressions and eyes were the same, and they all seemed to think that she had come to inspect and was preparing to close the factory.

But she has read the group's project materials, and the No. 3 project has always been one of the important projects promoted by the group, and it has been done since her grandfather was in power, and no one has ever said that the project should be stopped.

Where did such rumors come from?

Nian Xiaomu's eyebrows twisted, and just about to ask something, Director Hong had already taken the lead in handing her a financial statement.

"This is the last time I went to the group for a meeting, the finance department gave it, saying that the profit in our factory is too bad compared with other factories, and if this situation cannot be reversed this year, the group will have to make other arrangements."

Director Hong's face changed slightly, paused, and added.

"This was said to me by Mr. Mo himself, I begged him for a long time, and he was willing to give me a little more time to try to see if he could change the status quo."

Her grandfather is not dead yet, and everyone respectfully calls him Mr. Mo.

Mr. Mo refers to Mo Kun who occupies the magpie's nest!

Nian Xiaomu's eyes narrowed, and his gaze looked at the financial statements in his hand again.

She had just returned to the Moshi Group, and she didn't know much about the group's operations, but she still vaguely remembered some of the previous events.

In my impression, although the factories under the Moshi Group are not profitable, they are not so much that they cannot even maintain basic operations.

Especially such a distinctive garment factory.

But as long as the publicity is in place, the sales will not be bad, why is it in the hands of Mo Kun, and it is going to be closed?

And since Mo Kun wanted to close the factory early on, why is there still a code for Project No. 3 in the files of important projects?

A large amount of information poured into Nian Xiaomu's mind.

She pursed her lips and didn't say anything right away, but asked Director Hong to show her all the information in the factory.

The longer she looked at it, the more ugly her face became......

The surrounding employees, seeing that she was not smiling, were all worried.

Until Nian Xiaomu put down the information in his hand, everyone's eyes were on her.

"Don't worry, the factory won't be closed, as for other issues, I need to look at it again, you all go and get busy first, don't worry about me."

As soon as Nian Xiaomu spoke, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Director Hong took the opportunity to let them all disperse.

In the office, there were only four people left.

Yu Yuehan and Nian Xiaomu, as well as Director Hong, and the assistant who followed him, a young man.

"I want Director Hong to accompany me to the factory to see everyone's usual work."