"Yes!" When director Hong heard nianxiaomu's promise that he would not shut down the factory, his attitude towards her was instantly respectful.
She is going to visit the factory. Director Hong is walking in front of her.
With Nian Xiaomu, I saw the whole factory and took her to visit a lot of surrounding residents.
Everyone is full of praise for the clothes and articles launched in the factory.
It seems that the public praise is very good.
How can such a factory run out of money?
In the eyes of Nian Xiaomu, there was suspicion. "The one and only one thing as like as two peas is the same as the way of binding," he said. "I remember that grandpa had never built a dyed factory. Instead, he bought cloth from the hands of those minority compatriots and encouraged them to produce, right?"
turned to the director of the factory.
"That's right! There are many old villages that provide us with goods. They are inheritors with outstanding craftsmanship. Mr. Lao Mo is always kind-hearted. At first, I heard that he is ill. The residents of those villages have come to visit him. In these two years, there are many people who want to see him. Unfortunately, I can't even see him. I don't know how he is. "
Director Hong said with emotion.
The master of Mohist family is really guarding these ancient traditional craftsmen. Mohist group is like a big platform. It has purchased the works of those craftsmen at a high price, and then, with the help of Mohist's ability, through packaging optimization, it is pushed to the market again.
Those craftsmen who have enough economic resources can continuously create better works, inherit and enrich tie dyeing technology.
Compared with ordinary businessmen, the masters of Mohist family do more things with a sense of social responsibility.
That's why they are so loved and remembered.
"Grandpa's body is recovering, you will see it again!" Xiaomu turns to look at director Hong and comforts him.
I chatted with him again before leaving the factory.
As soon as I got in the car, Nian Xiaomu became silent.
With his little head down, he looked at his fingers and didn't know what he was thinking.
Yu Yuehan drives the car out of the factory and glances at her. "What are you thinking? Can I give you some advice?"
"Have private dishes in the evening. I know there is a private dish in a shop. It's very good. Zheng Yan recommended it to me. I'll take you to have a taste?" Year small Mu suddenly looked up, smart eyes bright, long curly lashes fluttering.
It's like trying to hook his soul.
Obviously there's fraud!
It seems that she saw something wrong with the factory and wanted to do something
The colder I am, the brighter my eyes are, and the lighter the corners of my mouth are
The car turned around and drove straight to the address that Nian Xiaomu said.
Soon, I stopped in front of a courtyard with unique decoration and elegant scenery.
As soon as the car stopped, Nian Xiaomu found a few familiar figures standing in front of him before he could get off the bus. He was ready to untie his seat belt.
Blinked in amazement.
"Is it my eyesight? This is... "
"Let's go somewhere else." As soon as I saw the figure of Fanyu, I was cold.
Just about to restart the car, Nian Xiaomu has excitedly pushed open the door and ran out.
Wave to the people in front.
"Zheng Yan! Fan Yu! Ink forever! Do you come to dinner, too? Together! "
Yu Yuehan: "..."