"Yes, yes!" Factory Manager Hong immediately became respectful when he heard Nian Xiaomu's promise not to close the factory.
She was going to visit the factory, and Director Hong immediately walked in front to show her the way.
Accompanying Nian Xiaomu, they went through the entire factory, and even took her to visit many surrounding residents.
Everyone raves about the clothes and objects that come out of the factory.
Looks like it has a good reputation.
How can such a factory be so short of money that it cannot continue to operate
A trace of suspicion appeared in Nian Xiaomu's eyes.
Turning to look at Director Hong, "The characteristic of the tie-dyeing process lies in the uniqueness of each piece of fabric. Even if it is tied in the same way, the patterns produced cannot be exactly the same. I remember that my grandfather never built a dyeing factory, but from Those ethnic minority compatriots buy fabrics at high prices and encourage them to produce, right?"
"That's right! There are many old villages that supply us with outstanding craftsmanship. Old Mo is always kind. When I first heard that he was ill, the residents of those villages came to me one after another, begging for more. Visiting his old man, even in the past two years, there are quite a few people who want to visit him, but unfortunately, even I can't see him, so I don't know how his old man is doing?"
Director Hong said with emotion.
The old master of the Mohist family is really protecting these ancient traditional craftsmen. The Mohist Group is like a big platform, purchasing the works of those craftsmen at a high price, and then using the Mohist's ability to re-market them after packaging optimization.
Those craftsmen have enough economic resources to continuously create better works, inherit and enrich the tie-dye craft.
Compared with ordinary businessmen, the things that the old Patriarch of the Mo family does have more sense of social responsibility.
That's why he is so loved and remembered.
"Grandpa's body is already recovering, and you will definitely see each other again!" Nian Xiaomu turned to look at Director Hong and comforted him.
I chatted with him a few more times before leaving the factory.
As soon as she got in the car, Nian Xiaomu became silent.
With his little head drooping, he pointed at his fingers, wondering what he was thinking.
After Yu Yuehan drove the car out of the factory, he gave her a sideways glance, "What are you thinking, do you need my advice?"
"Let's eat private food at night. I know there is a restaurant that cooks very good food. Zheng Yan recommended it to me. I'll take you there to try it?" Nian Xiaomu suddenly raised her head, her bright eyes sparkling, and her long curly hair The eyelashes fluttered.
As if trying to hook his soul.
Obviously fraudulent!
It seems that she saw something wrong with this factory and wanted to do something...
Yu Yuehan's eyes flickered slightly, and the corners of his mouth raised lightly, "Okay, listen to you and eat homemade food."
The car turned around and drove straight to the address Nian Xiaomu said.
Soon, they stopped in front of a courtyard with unique decoration and elegant scenery.
As soon as the car came to a complete stop, before Nian Xiaomu had time to get out of the car, she found several familiar figures standing in front of her, and her hands that were about to unbuckle their seat belts gave a slight pause.
He blinked in astonishment.
"Is it my eyesight? This is..."
"Let's eat somewhere else." Yu Yuehan said coldly when he saw Fan Yu's figure.
Just about to restart the car, Nian Xiaomu opened the door excitedly and ran out.
He waved to the people in front of him.
"Zheng Yan! Fan Yu! Mo Yongheng! Are you coming to eat too? Let's go together!"
Yu Yuehan: "..."