A word from Nian Xiaomu speaks loudly.

The clear voice seemed to echo several times in the conference room.

Many shareholders were stunned.

Looking up at her in amazement, Mo Kun blacked his face directly, "what do you mean? How can you not agree to close a factory that is not profitable and has been burned to the ground? Do you want to rebuild it on such a storm? What are you kidding about! "

Mo Kun's words fell, many shareholders echoed.

"Yes, at this time, the media are making a lot of reports. If they are in a hurry to rebuild, they will certainly attract attention from all walks of life, which is not consistent with the low-key style of Mohist school."

"What I'm worried about is whether it's worth it or not. The cause of the fire is unknown, but the loss is in front of us. Can we recover the cost by spending a lot of money on reconstruction?"

"I agree with Mr. Mo that we should temporarily shut down and appease the staff. We can consider the reconstruction, but we can't rush for a while..."

“……”

Only a few shareholders who agreed with the reconstruction were drowned in opposition.

Seeing that all shareholders are on their side, Mo Kun's eyes flash a smug light, but he doesn't take the opportunity to attack Nian Xiaomu, instead, he pretends to be magnanimous.

"Xin'er is young after all. Although she has dealt with some of the business in the mall, she is easily flustered to make a wrong decision when encountering a big event. Please give her more time and practice slowly."

Mo Kun's words seem to be good words for Nian Xiaomu, but after careful consideration, he is telling all shareholders that Nian Xiaomu is young, ignorant and embarrassed.

The present shareholders, looking at each other and nianxiaomu, all changed.

"Mr. Mo said this earlier."

Nian Xiaomu stood up from his seat in front of the eyes of the crowd.

Hand the information you have already prepared to the Secretary of the meeting, and ask the Secretary to send it to the shareholders present.

"Directors can see that this is the operation status and financial details of the clothing factory in the past three years. I believe that you can easily see that the clothing factory started to decline from three years ago, and one year is not as good as one year. As a result, President Mo also believes that the clothing factory does not make money and wants to close the clothing factory. Is that so?"

The eyes of Nian Xiaomu sweep Mo Kun coldly.

Mo Kun didn't know what she wanted to do. He narrowed his eyes vigilantly and didn't answer.

Young Mu continued.

"But you seem to have overlooked one thing. At the beginning of the establishment of the clothing factory, my grandfather personally supervised it. I believe that the senior directors still have the impression that a factory that has made profits for decades in a row will not lose money only three years after my grandfather's illness. The problem is not that the managers should close it ahead of time."

“……”

In the conference room, there was a moment of silence, and then all eyes turned to Mo Kun who was sitting in the front.

How profitable the clothing factory was at the beginning. When we paid dividends, we were all impressed.

After three years of giving it to Mo Kun, it will be closed. They thought it was due to market changes. No one dared to associate with Mo Kun.

Now when Nian Xiaomu says that, it's like tearing a hole.

Tear everyone's discontent out!

Young Mu put everyone's face into his eyes, and his eyes turned to scoff and look at Mo Kun. "Is mo always so anxious to close the clothing factory, afraid that everyone will find out that the responsibility lies with you?"