Quickly put on the daughter-in-law system

"Excuse me? I'm late for going to the factory below." Tang Yaowen, the head of the Tang family, opened the door and came in and quickly apologized. He looked up at the woman sitting in front of him, looked at her suspiciously and said, "Which bank do you belong to? Why haven’t I seen you?”

"It seems that Mr. Tang has borrowed money from all the banks in Shanghai." Mo Hongying looked at him with one hand on her chin and said frankly, "I'm not from a bank."

"It's just nonsense, here comes someone..." Tang Yaolong turned around and shouted with a dark face as he fluttered his sleeves.

Mo Hongying looked at his anxious back with stern eyes and said, "But I can help Mr. Tang get out of trouble."

"Are you kidding?" Tang Yaowen turned around and looked at her with an ugly expression.

"How about you listen?" Mo Hongying folded her hands and rested her elbows on the armrests of the chair, and said calmly, "I can't delay Mr. Tang for 10 minutes." She heard the rapid footsteps outside the door and said, "It's better. If I go out now and speak unabashedly, I don’t know how long the Tang family, which is in turmoil, can survive. Will it be acquired by Little Japan, or will it be dismembered by the blood-sucking leeches of the Nationalist Government?" He tapped his head with his index finger. , "Tsk tsk...it's really internal and external troubles."

Tang Yaowen waved the guards to leave, "It's okay, go down!" He slammed the door, took two steps forward, put his hands on the long table and shouted in a low voice, "Are you threatening me?"

"How can this be called threatening you? I'm just telling the truth. Did I add any jealousy?" Mo Hongying tapped her index finger on the armrest of the chair and said, "Mr. Tang, no one is working in the factory these days. Peace!”

"The person you arranged?" Tang Yaowen pulled out his chair and sat down, looking at her with cold eyes and said, "Japanese."

"Ah!" Mo Hongying spat with extreme disgust, "How could I be that dirty Japanese? You are insulting me."

"Then what do you mean?" Tang Yaowen leaned back on the chair and stared at the woman in front of him.

A beautiful and elegant woman in a simple dress, she is in her 30s, delicate and charming, with a leisurely smile on her face, and her eyes are as pure as transparent crystals, looking harmless to humans and animals!

But the words he spoke were as sharp as a knife, which made him panic.

Mo Hongying looked at him with eyes as clear as the bright moon and said gracefully and calmly, "I haven't introduced myself yet, I am Yan Dankui. People on the street like to call me Sister Kui."

The man at the helm of the Tang family is in his 40s and in his prime. He exudes the charm of a mature man. His figure is not out of shape. He is dressed in a Tang suit, upright and meticulous.

It's just that at this time, there was haggardness and anxiety in his eyes that could not be concealed.

Tang Yaowen was born as a poor boy in the countryside. Life in the countryside was difficult. After his parents died, he took his only younger brother and sister out to make a living.

He worked as an apprentice and a streetwalker. During the First World War, he developed from a small yarn factory and became the largest textile company in the country in just 20 years. It owns one-fifth of the country's spindles and is known as the cotton yarn king.

The rapid development and scale of its business can fully serve as a representative of the rapid development of its national industry and commerce.

The rapid development of Tang's enterprises is due not only to the open trade environment in the south in the early years, but also to the current surge in people's demand for cotton yarn.

Compared with the coarse cloth woven by self-sufficient farmers, foreign cloth is tight and dense, comfortable to wear and does not irritate the skin.

Of course, it is also due to the Tang family's diligence and hard work to expand the company.

Hard work, diligence and frugality are the virtues of the Chinese people. The money earned by the Tang brothers did not seek pleasure and luxury, but was used to expand reproduction, build factories, and update equipment.

The Tang family's business grew like a snowball, relying on spending a penny broken in half and using good steel on the blade.

<divclass="contentadv">It’s just that this business cannot be separated from the external environment!There are powerful enemies outside and greedy blood leeches inside. Any wave that hits can drown people.

"It's really disrespectful, disrespectful." Tang Yaowen cupped his hands and said insincerely.

It was this woman who made things worse for her family. At the beginning, she didn't even take it to heart when he wanted to build a factory.

Female sluts know nothing!She imitated others to build a factory, and all the pension money she had to pay was gone.

Unexpectedly, this female gangster took a different approach and took advantage of the fact that all her gang members were from the countryside. She went directly back to contact the folks in the village and cut off the raw material of cotton.

If you don't cause trouble for her, she will come to you.

I really don’t know how to live or die. The products I am waiting for you to produce are piled up in the warehouse and cannot be sold.

"Don't be angry, don't be angry, I'm here to help you. I'm a friend, not an enemy." Mo Hongying quickly declared while looking at the storm gathering in his eyes.

"Friend?" Tang Yaowen looked at her with a dark face and said, "Why do you want to imitate the Japanese and buy my cotton mill? I'm dreaming! Even if all the machines are abandoned, I won't sell them to you."

"No, I don't have the money to buy your yarn factory." Mo Hongying looked at him with clear black and white eyes and said frankly.

"Then how are you going to save me?" Tang Yaowen crossed his arms over his chest and leaned back on the chair to look at her leisurely.

The attitude is very dismissive.

"Hu Tiewa." Mo Hongying looked at Hu Tiewa behind her and stretched out her hand.

Hu Tiewa took off the big bag on her body, handed it to Sister Kui with both hands, and said, "Sister Kui."

Mo Hongying took the canvas bag, took out a bunch of information from it and said, "These are all the parameters and information of your textile factory machines." She pushed it to him and said, "Affected by the world economic crisis that started in 29, I know Your factory has been hit by waves of dumping of Japanese cotton yarn." Then he added, "In 28, the National Government levied a special tax and implemented a one-item-one tax. For example, each bag of flour was levied a flat tax of 1500 cents, and flour bags were also taxed separately. This has greatly increased your burden. Your family alone has been levied more than [-] million yuan in special taxes." She looked at him with deep eyes and said, "This can be found out. You originally proposed this to Mr. Kong, the Minister of Finance. The answer to reducing or reducing new taxes is: the cost is high, why don’t you lower it!”

"How do you lower yourself? Those sons of bitches only care about money." Tang Yaowen said angrily, without any gentlemanly demeanor.

Grandma's was about to be eaten alive.

"I have reduced costs to the lowest. Workers can no longer be squeezed. If I keep pushing the cost further, the salary will not be enough to support the family." Tang Yaowen closed his eyes and looked at her with a sad look in his eyes. "How can it be so easy to control costs?" ah!"

"You must have a lot of inventory piled up in your warehouse!" Mo Hongying said, looking at him with raised eyebrows.

"How do you know? What the factory workers said should not be suppressed! I ordered it to be sealed." Tang Yaowen looked at her sharply and said.

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