Chapter 491 The target is 10 billion

The room was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop, and it seemed as if both time and air had been stopped.

I don’t know how long it took, but Yan Xi moved.

He slowly raised his hand and slowly reached out to smell the breath of the man on the bed.

"What are you doing?!"

Before Yan Xi's hand could reach the man on the bed, Xu Xing angrily pushed it away.

Yan Xi was pushed and knocked over the medical stand beside him. The broken glass on the ground made his hands bleed, but he seemed to have no sense of pain. He said nothing and stared blankly at Xu Xing, whose eyes were red and extremely angry. His mind was blank.

Yes, what was he doing? He actually went to test Lao Mo's breathing. Isn't that ridiculous? It is said that evil will last for thousands of years. How could Lao Mo, a cunning, strong and overbearing bad guy, die?

He won't die, he definitely won't die.

Yan Hong thought that his nephew had been scolded stupidly by Xu Xing. He sighed, walked forward to pull Yan Xi up, took tweezers, alcohol and gauze to clean the wound on Yan Xi's hand, turned around and saw Xu Xing looking at the man on the bed with a distraught look on his face, feeling indescribably uncomfortable.

“Xu…”

As soon as Yan Hong opened his mouth, he found that his throat was dry and hoarse.

He lowered his head to take off his glasses, wiped the moisture from the corners of his eyes, took a deep breath, and exhaled until his breathing was smooth. He put on his glasses, cheered himself up, picked up the stethoscope and flashlight, and went forward to examine the man on the bed.

Two minutes later.

Yan Hong put away his tools, and stood up slowly, as if his movements were set to be ten times slower. He slowly turned around and looked at Xu Xing, his eyes welling with tears, and he said with a slight sob, "He can only hold on for three days at most. You should notify him as soon as possible and make preparations early."

After hearing this, Xu Xing suddenly became like an enraged bull, with his eyes turning red.

"Shut up! If you dare to talk nonsense again, I will kill you!"

As he said that, he rushed forward, grabbed Yan Hong by the collar and punched him.

Yan Hong was hit so hard that his face tilted and his glasses flew to the ground. Xu Xing raised his hand and wanted to hit him again, but Yan Xi reacted and hugged him tightly.

"Stop hitting me. It's already this late. Even if you beat my uncle to death, Brother Shen won't wake up. Calm down! There must be other ways to save Brother Shen."

Yan Xi's words were like a bucket of cold water poured on Xu Xing's head. His rationality, which had been devoured by anger, gradually returned. He let go of Yan Hong, lowered his head and apologized to Yan Hong in tears: "I'm sorry, Dr. Yan, please forgive me. Please, please, please think of a way. You are the one who knows the boss's physical condition best. Only you can save him. I beg you, I was wrong just now. If you don't calm down, I will kneel down for you."

As he spoke, Xu Xing bent his knees. If Yan Hong hadn't quickly grabbed him, he would have really knelt down.

"Okay, now is not the time to talk about this. Help him clean up his body first and put on clean, warm clothes. He has lost too much blood and his body temperature is too low. You must not let him have a low-grade fever at this time. I need to think quietly."

Xu Xing was so excited that tears fell down his face. "Okay, okay, Dr. Yan, I will do as you say right away."

With Yan Xi's help, Xu Xing quickly cleaned Mo Shaochen's body and changed him into pajamas that were breathable and warm.

Yan Hong took out some nutrient solution with hematopoietic and blood-replenishing agents added, and gave an IV to Mo Shaochen who was in a deep coma, hoping to help him hold on for as long as possible.

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In the Mo family's old house, the election for the acting head of the family is in full swing in the meeting room.

Mo Xun looked at the crowd and delivered his campaign manifesto: "I know that many people in the audience are not convinced that I will be the successor, and I understand that.

I recommended myself to be the acting head of the family because I hope that before I officially take over as the head of the family, I can prove to everyone with practical actions and results that my great-grandfather and father made the right choice.

The Mo family has been doing business for generations, and businessmen are profit-oriented. I solemnly promise that from now until the end of this year, I will bring more than 10 billion in profits to the Mo family."

Mo Xun's words were like cold water dropped into a boiling oil pan, and the Mo family members below the stage exploded in an uproar.

"10 billion, that's quite a lot."

"The current head of the family is extremely talented and has a great ability to make strategic plans. Last year, the combined profits of all the businesses of the Mo family under his management were only a little over 50 billion. This is the result of the concerted efforts of hundreds of people in the entire Mo family. A young man who has not even learned business management dares to boast that he can bring 10 billion in profits to the Mo family in less than half a year with his own efforts. This is simply a foolish dream."

Unlike everyone else's doubts and ridicule, Mo Shaotang's expression was extremely ugly. He felt both angry and embarrassed. Mo Xun in the stands had a look of doubt and uncertainty in his eyes.

10 billion! With the businesses he currently manages, it would take him at least five years to barely achieve this achievement. Mo Xun actually threatened to make 10 billion within half a year without taking over any of the Mo family's businesses! At this moment, what he had forgotten, no, the inferiority and cowardice that had been crushed by the strong in his heart, began to sprout again, grew into vines, crawled to every corner of his body, surrounded him everywhere, and made him breathless.

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He was full of confidence before, but now he couldn't even muster the courage to go on stage.

10 billion was like a towering monument standing in front of him. He couldn't even look up to the top. How could he climb up and surpass it? Mo Zonglin was also shocked by Mo Xun's 10 billion and was speechless for a long time.

Except for Mo Shaochen, the other branches are in charge of running part of the family's business. Take their eldest branch for example. The market value of the family business they manage is as high as over 20 billion. Last year's full-year profit was only about 3 billion, and it is the branch with the best performance among the branches.

The four companies with the worst returns last year managed industries with a market value of more than 10 billion yuan, but their profits were less than 200 million yuan.

And the young man on the stage, who was not yet 20 years old and had a clear face, actually boasted in public that he had made 10 billion with his own hands in less than half a year! Wait, the other party only said that he made 10 billion, but did not say that he did it with his own ability.

Mo Zonglin turned to look at his son, and at this moment Mo Shaotang seemed to have thought of something.

The eyes of father and son collided in the air.

Mo Zonglin stood up and loudly asked Mo Xun on the stage: "Everyone knows that the head of the family is in charge of more than half of the most core and profitable industries of the Mo family. It is not difficult to make a net profit of more than 10 billion in three months without doing anything, let alone half a year. If you are running for the position of acting head of the family by enjoying the achievements of the current head of the family, then you are not very convincing."

Several other direct descendants and more influential people from the side branches also spoke in agreement.

"The current head of the family is extremely capable and has great talents. As we all know, the net income of the industry he manages easily exceeds 40 billion per year. What's the point of relying on the achievements of the current head of the family?"

Facing everyone's chatter, Mo Xun remained calm and indifferent, even the curve of his lips did not change at all. This mental strength alone was enough to change the audience's impression of him.

With Qiqi here, Mr. Mo will not die. Even if he dies, he can be saved. Stay calm~

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