Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
“!!!”
Mo Kun looked embarrassed.
Anyone could criticize his inabilities, except for Nian Xiaomu.
She was Mo Qian’s daughter, she sounded as though she was mocking him that even though he was living as Mo Qian, but he would never be as capable.
That was what made him feel the worst!
Mo Kun calmed himself down to explain when he realized that all the shareholders were looking at him.
“What are you talking about? The factory was not making any profit because the clothes were no longer on-trend. How many consumers like old things? If the factory was profitable naturally, I would not shut it down!”
He picked up the report in front of him and reminded all the shareholders.
“Please do not forget that the factory is now in ruins. The media is still reporting on this. If we were to rebuild the factory now, we will be taking a huge risk…”
“President Mo, you are wrong again!”
Nian Xiaomu stopped him in his sentence.
She walked up from her seat to the front of the meeting room. She passed a USB to the secretary.
“Dear shareholders, I know that there were huge losses from this fire. I also know that the media is highly interested in this matter. Everyone may be puzzled as to why I am asking for a rebuild. Why not watch a video together.”
The secretary connected the USB and played the contents on the big screen.
The first face to appear was the manager of the factory, Hong Shi.
The ruins of the factory were in the background.
It was also the scene that Nian Xiaomu had seen when she rushed down to the factory.
The manager, who was close to 50 years old, he was kneeling in front of the factory, injured. He repeated the same sentence over and over again in despair. “It’s gone. It’s all gone…”
There were also the workers who were burnt as they tried to save the factory.
They were innocent and hardworking workers. Watching them weep silently, touched all their hearts.
They were gathered around Nian Xiaomu and asking her if the factory was going to be rebuilt. There was a little boy who looked at Nian Xiaomu with tears in his eyes and asked if they had lost their home…
Those scenes made the shareholders’ eyes water.
Their simple decision of closing down a factory could mean the loss of an irreplaceable heaven for others.
It was like a “home” to them!
The video was only a few minutes long, the editing was not seamless. However, it showed a true reflection of the situation at the factory and of the workers.
“This video is not edited by me, but by an unknown netizen. After the video was uploaded, it quickly garnered lots of attention. All of you can check your phones, the focus of the media and the netizens’ request are all for us, Mo Corporation, to help these poor workers and rebuild the factory!”
All the shareholders picked up their phones and searched.
When they saw that there were netizens who had gathered millions to campaign and hope that Mo Corporation would continue to stand firm in promoting culture to help these craftsmen, the shareholders who insisted on closing down the factory felt embarrassed.
The reason the Mo Family was so respected was not for their wealth.
It was because, even if they were an enterprise, they persisted in promoting excellent traditional culture.
They were the promoters and heir of traditional culture.
