But what have they done in these three years?

Which is really in line with the spirit of carrying forward the culture of Mohist ancestors? What achievements have been made?

They forget their roots

They are not even as good as a young moo who just came back to Mohist school, and they have more Mohist style.

This is the idea of almost all shareholders present.

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

No one speaks.

Mo Kun saw that the situation was not right. He coughed twice and said slowly, "those workers are very pitiful. We Mohists don't want to leave them alone, but from the perspective of the group, we should consider what kind of way is more suitable..."

"Mr. Mo's so-called Deputy workers considered that they proposed to shut down the factory with the so-called media reports as soon as they came up?" Young Mu mercilessly interrupts him.

Stroll back to your seat and glance at everyone in the meeting room.

All the people she saw lowered their heads unconsciously.

"According to your opinion, is it difficult for the factory not to make money and continue to operate? Reconstruction is light, how much money do you know? Mohism is a business, not a philanthropist. Don't you think about the shareholders and other employees of the group? "

Mo Kun's slightly ironic way.

Smell speech, year small Mu picked eyebrow to see him.

"If I can guarantee that after the reconstruction, the clothing factory will turn into profit, or even restore the grand occasion when Grandpa was in power?"

“……”

Mo Kun choked again.

Nian Xiaomu's words seem to tell everyone that Mo Kun can't do something. She can.

In the Mohist family, it is not his son but nianxiaomu's granddaughter who can have the style of the head of the Mohist family.

Face slapping!

Mo Kun is biting his teeth. Just about to say something, other shareholders in the meeting room have been excited to see Nian Xiaomu.

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

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

"I agree, too!"

"Me too..."

“……”

In the conference room, there are many voices of approval.

Mo Kun didn't have a chance to speak at all. With a blue face, he watched the shareholders he specially called, and turned to Nian Xiaomu.

The hand on the table became a fist.

Nian Xiaomu seems to be worried that the stimulus is not enough. Hearing the shareholders' approval of rebuilding the factory, he first sighs of relief, and then deliberately turns 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 to admit that he can't do it, so the clothing factory was defeated in his hands in three years, and now it's up to Nian Xiaomu to save it?

He can't say anything!

Mo Kun can't imagine that Nian Xiaomu would think of sword's deviation. He didn't argue with him about whether the clothing factory could make profits in the future. Instead, he directly took out the data of the past few decades and compared it with his three-year operation.

In front of all shareholders, I slapped him severely!

"Since Xin'er is so sure, I will give you the third project later. I hope you can do well and don't let everyone down."

Mo Kun has a black face, but also in front of the shareholders to act as if nothing had happened, and encourage Nian Xiaomu with a strong heart.

Don't mention how depressed you are. As soon as the meeting is over and you come back to the office, you smash everything in the office!

"Nian Xiaomu" -