But what have they done in the past three years?

Which one is really in line with the spirit of the Mo ancestors to promote culture? What achievements have been made?

They forgot their roots......

They are not even as good as a young Mu who has just returned to the Mo family, and they have the demeanor of the Mo family.

This is the idea of almost all the shareholders present.

For a moment, there was a long silence in the conference room.

No one spoke.

Mo Kun saw that the situation was not right, coughed lightly twice, and said slowly, "Those workers are very pitiful, and our Mo family is not unsettled, but from the perspective of the group, we will consider what kind of way is more suitable for ......."

"Mr. Mo's so-called consideration for the workers is to take the so-called media reports as soon as they come up and propose to let everyone close the factory?" Nian Xiaomu interrupted him mercilessly.

Pacing back to his seat, his eyes scanning everyone in the room.

The people she had seen unconsciously lowered their heads.

"According to you, is it possible that the factory will continue to operate if it is no longer profitable? Do you know how much it costs to rebuild and how much it costs? The Mohist family is a businessman, not a philanthropist, so don't you think about the shareholders and other employees of the group? ”

Mo Kun said with a slight mockery.

Hearing this, Nian Xiaomu raised his eyebrows and glanced at him.

"What if I could guarantee that the garment factory would turn a profit after rebuilding, or even restore the grandeur of grandpa's reign?"

“……”

Mo Kun choked to death again.

Nian Xiaomu's words seemed to be telling everyone that what Mo Kun couldn't do, she could.

In the Mo family, the person who can have the demeanor of the head of the Mo family is not his son, but the granddaughter of Nian Xiaomu.

A slap in the face!

Mo Kun gritted his teeth, and just as he was about to say something, the other shareholders in the conference room had already looked at Nian Xiaomu excitedly.

"What did you just say? Can you turn a factory into a profit? ”

"If that's the case, then I'll agree to rebuild the factory!"

"I agree!"

"Me ...... too"

“……”

In the conference room, voices of approval came and went.

Mo Kun didn't have a chance to speak at all, Tie Qing had a blue face, looking at the shareholders he had specially gathered, and they all turned against Nian Xiaomu.

The hand on the table clenched into a fist angrily.

Nian Xiaomu seemed to be worried that he would not be enough to stimulate him, and when he heard the shareholders agreeing to rebuild the factory, he first breathed a sigh of relief, and then deliberately turned his head to look at Mo Kun.

"Mr. Mo, what do you mean?"

“……”

What else can he say now?

What are you doing against all the shareholders? Or admit that it is indeed he who can't do it, so the garment factory was defeated in only three years in his hands, and now it is up to Nian Xiaomu to save it?

He couldn't say anything!

Mo Kun really couldn't imagine that Nian Xiaomu would think of the sword going sideways, and did not argue with him about whether the garment factory could make a profit in the future, but directly took out the data of the past few decades and compared it with his business in the past three years.

In front of all the shareholders, I slapped him hard!

"Since Xin'er is so sure, then the No. 3 project will be handed over to you in the future, I hope you can do it well and don't let everyone down."

Mo Kun had a dark face, and he had to pretend to be casual in front of the shareholders, and encouraged Nian Xiaomu seriously.

Not to mention how depressed I was, as soon as the meeting was over and I returned to the office, I smashed everything in the office!

"Nian Xiaomu—"