A few days later, Mohs Enterprise officially announced its bankruptcy.
The factories under Mohs Enterprise sold the unsold goods at low prices.
On the street, in the market, a worker in the Mohs factory put on a loudspeaker and shouted:
"Mo Shiyong's tannery is closed! It's closed! Boss Mo Shiyong owes 130 million yuan for food, drink and prostitution! Mo Shiyong ran away with his junior!
We have no choice but to take leather goods to pay for the wages, the original price is more than three hundred, two hundred, more than one hundred purses, all 30 yuan, all 30 yuan!
Mo Shiyong, you are not a human being. We have worked so hard for you for more than half a year. If you don't pay a salary, you will pay back my hard earned money! "
The loudspeaker played the words of collecting debts from Mo Shiyong over and over again. Now almost everyone in the imperial capital knew that Mo Shiyong's enterprise closed down and Mo Shiyong owed debts to hide.
And outside the Mo family's house, many factory workers gathered and marched outside, asking for their own wages.
Old man Mo was ill, because he couldn't go out for medical treatment, so he could only cultivate at home.
The servants of the Mo family also ran away a lot, and some even stole valuable furniture and furnishings from the Mo family before leaving.
Mo Ningxin hid in her room, because there was no servant to deliver her food, she couldn't stand it any longer, so she came out of her room.
She approached the kitchen and heard several loyal servants discussing:
"I heard that Miss Sleepless will come back to see the old man tomorrow. The old man asked us to prepare some cakes and clean up the house."
"The old man really loves Miss Sleepless. Now that the Mo family is so struggling, he has taken out his private money."
"Oh, to be honest, Miss Sleepless is a caring person, and she still sees the old man at this time. Those who have been in friendship with him for forty to fifty years have all broken off with the old man now."
"Since Yao Bihua's junior came in, the Mo family has been worse off every day. Look, it has only been a few years before the Mo family has fallen!"
Mo Ningxin stood outside, listening to the servant inside.
It has been more than four years, and these servants of the Mo family are still looking forward to Xia Weixian.
Mo Ningxin's fingers clasped the wall, and her nails that hadn't been cut for many days left scratches on the white wall.
Xia Weimian wants to see the old man, okay... this is great!
Mo Ningxin was like a ghost, with a deep yin air radiating from his whole body.
Xia Weimian took advantage of the school lunch break at noon to visit Grandpa Mo. The Mo family suffered a great change, and her grandfather was the most distressed.
Now Mo Shiyong and Yao Bihua don't know where to hide to avoid debts, only the old man Mo is still staying in the big house of the Mo family.
Xia Weimian went to visit Father Mo, who was a little confused with a fever.
"Why don't you send Grandpa out to see a doctor?"
Xia Weimian saw the red cheeks of Old Man Mo, and she became nervous. The old man is no more ill than the young man. A cold or a fever will take the old man's life.
"We can't figure it out now," the servant said helplessly.
Today, if it were not for the bodyguards of the Presidential Palace to open the road ahead of time, Xia Weimian would not have been able to enter the Mo family's mansion from the besieged by Mo's workers.
"I'll call an ambulance in, and then dispatch my bodyguards to take Grandpa to the hospital. He must go to the hospital now!"
Xia Weimian called the hospital and dispatched the bodyguards of the Presidential Palace to escort an ambulance close to Mo's residence.