From an abandoned girl to a wealthy lady

Chapter 119 A Thorny Road: Obstacles to Progress

Butler Liu was sweating profusely and spoke in a hurried tone, "Sir, Madam, this is bad! The prices of all AI-related resources on the market have doubled! Our previous budget is simply not enough!"

Mo Han's brows were furrowed, and a chill emanated from him.

Uncle Mo's face turned ashen and he slammed the table: "How unreasonable! This is clearly an attempt to strangle us!" Some young family members also began to whisper to each other, with anxious looks on their faces.

Wen Nuan remained calm. She gently patted Mo Han's hand, signaling him to stay calm.

"Uncle San, don't worry. There's always a way to solve the problem." She turned to Butler Liu and said, "Show me the specific list of price increases."

Butler Liu quickly handed a document to Wen Nuan.

Wen Nuan quickly glanced through it and frowned slightly. The speed and ruthlessness of the opponent's attack were beyond her expectations.

At this time, Wen Nuan's phone rang. It was Wang Hacker calling.

"I've found out that the company behind the massive acquisition of AI resources is a company called Tiansheng. Behind this company..." Hacker Wang paused, his tone becoming more serious, "...is the Lu family."

Hearing the word "Lu family", Mo Han's eyes instantly became sharp.

The Lu family is the old rival of the Mo family, and the two families have been fighting openly and secretly in the business world for many years.

It seems that this leak is also related to the Lu family.

"Tiansheng...Lu family..." Wen Nuan repeated the two names in a low voice, with a cold light flashing in her eyes.

She hung up the phone, took a deep breath, and said to everyone: "Don't worry, I have found an alternative."

Wen Nuan made another call with a relaxed tone: "Hello, Lao K, long time no see, how are you doing recently?... I need some... resources from special channels, you know..." After hanging up the phone, Wen Nuan curled up a confident smile at the corner of her mouth.

Amidst everyone's puzzled gazes, she calmly arranged the next task: "Uncle Mo, you will be responsible for coordinating the family's internal resources and giving priority to supplying..."

Three days later, a batch of artificial intelligence-related resources from overseas, priced far below the market price, were quietly delivered to the warehouse of the Mo Group.

At the same time, reporter Su originally planned to report the news that the cooperation between Mo Group and SG Group encountered obstacles. She had already written the manuscript, but suddenly received a mysterious phone call. After that, she silently deleted the manuscript and left the newspaper.

Mo Han looked at the mountains of resources piled high in the warehouse, a flicker of admiration in his eyes: "You always surprise me." Wen Nuan smiled, but her tone was tinged with a barely perceptible chill: "The fun has just begun..." She turned to look out the window, her gaze set on the distant skyline, and said meaningfully: "Some people always think they can cover the world with one hand..." She paused, her gaze turning to several energetic young members of the family. They were gathered together, whispering about something, their faces eager to try...

The prudent strategy proposed by Wen Nuan caused quite a stir among the younger generation of the family.

Mo Zixuan, Mo Han's cousin, has always been known for his radicalism. He was the first to stand up and object: "Sister-in-law, your plan is too conservative! What we need now is to quickly seize the market, not slowly erode it!" Several young members behind him also echoed him, thinking that Wen Nuan's plan lacked courage and missed the opportunity.

The atmosphere in the conference room suddenly became tense, and Uncle Mo also looked embarrassed. Although he trusted Wen Nuan, he was also worried that being too conservative would cause the Mo Group to fall behind its competitors.

Wen Nuan's expression remained unchanged, and her tone was calm yet undeniably resolute: "Seizing the market is certainly important, but if the foundation is unstable, even if we temporarily dominate the market, we will eventually be retaliated. What we need to do now is to proceed steadily and cautiously."

Mo Han had been observing all this silently. He knew that although Wen Nuan's plan seemed conservative, it actually contained a far-reaching layout.

He spoke slowly, his voice low and powerful, "I trust Wen Nuan's judgment. We in the Mo family never fight unprepared battles." His sharp gaze swept over the young members present, and his tone carried a hint of warning: "To rush for quick success and instant benefits will only lead to your own destruction."

Mo Han's statement undoubtedly poured cold water on those restless young members.

Although they were unwilling, they had no choice but to give up in the face of Mo Han's majesty.

The family united again and proceeded in an orderly manner according to the warm plan.

Late at night, the lights in the warm study were still on.

She stood in front of the window, looking at the flashing neon lights in the distance, with a meaningful smile on her lips.

Suddenly, a knock on the door broke the silence.

Mo Han pushed the door open and walked in, holding a cup of hot milk in his hand.

He walked behind Wen Nuan and gently handed her the milk: "Go to bed early."

Wen Nuan took the milk and turned to look at Mo Han, a barely perceptible coldness flashing in her eyes: "Do you think... they will give up?" Mo Han gently put his arm around Wen Nuan's shoulders and whispered in her ear: "No, this is just the beginning..." He paused, his eyes falling on the milk in Wen Nuan's hand, "Drink it, tomorrow... there are more important things to do."

The next day, an emerging technology subsidiary of the Mo Group quietly released a smart home product.

Although the functions of this product are not particularly outstanding, it is affordable and incorporates some unique technologies of the Mo Group. Once it was launched, it aroused enthusiastic response in the market.

In just a few days, sales exceeded the expected target, opening a window for the Mo Group in emerging fields and causing the industry to re-examine the potential of this established company.

However, the good times did not last long.

Competitors soon discovered the weaknesses of this product - insufficient technological innovation and reliance on external cooperation for core technology.

Thus, a public opinion war against the Mo Group quietly began.

Major media outlets have published articles questioning the Mo Group's true strength in emerging fields, attributing its success to marketing tactics. Some even publicly mocked the Mo Group as an old antique with a new shell.

Mo Zixuan was so angry that his face turned pale, and he slammed the tablet in his hand on the table: "These bastards! It's simply slander!" The other young family members were also filled with righteous indignation and demanded that countermeasures be taken.

Although Uncle Mo was also dissatisfied with these negative reports, he was experienced after all and was not blinded by anger.

He looked at Wen Nuan and asked in a deep voice, "Wen Nuan, what do you think?"

Wen Nuan remained calm. She picked up her phone and looked through the comments online, with a barely perceptible sneer on her lips.

She put down her phone and said slowly, "Let them keep barking. The louder the dogs bark, the closer we are to our goal..."

Late at night, in the warm study, Mo Han gently closed his laptop and looked at the K-line chart flashing on the screen with a frown.

He turned to look at Wen Nuan, a trace of worry flashing in his eyes: "The stock price has dropped by 5 percentage points..."

Wen Nuan walked behind him, gently placed her hand on his shoulder, and said calmly: "Don't worry, everything is under my control..." She paused, her eyes fell on the dark night sky outside the window, and said softly: "Tomorrow, I will let them know... what true strength is." She picked up the phone and dialed a number, "Hello, is this Lao K? Start Plan B..." The next morning, sunlight poured into the meeting room of the Mo Group through the floor-to-ceiling windows, and the air was filled with a tense atmosphere.

Wen Nuan was dressed in a smart business suit with a confident smile on her face. She stood at the conference table, facing executives from various competitors, including representatives from the Lu family.

"Welcome to the Mo Group," the warm voice said, clear and powerful. "I know there's been a lot of skepticism lately, people thinking we're just bluffing. So, today I'm inviting you all to visit our company and witness the true strength of the Mo Group with your own eyes."

The competitors looked at each other in bewilderment, obviously not expecting Wen Nuan to be so bold.

Lu Ziming, the representative of the Lu family, sneered, "Ms. Mo, are you being mysterious? We've already figured out the Mo Group's background. What else can you do to surprise us?"

Wen Nuan remained unmoved and just smiled mysteriously: "Mr. Lu, don't jump to conclusions. Seeing is believing, hearing is not." She clapped her hands, and a video began to play on the screen behind her, showing a breakthrough technology of the Mo Group in the field of new energy.

Although this technology is still in the research and development stage, its potential is enough to subvert the entire industry.

The expressions on the competitors' faces gradually froze as they realized that they had underestimated the strength of the Mo Group.

Lu Ziming's face turned pale. He didn't expect that the Mo Group actually had such a hidden trump card.

After the visit, the competitors said goodbye with complicated expressions on their faces.

Lu Ziming walked up to Wen Nuan and said in a gloomy tone, "Ms. Mo, you are very smart, but the business world is like a battlefield, where victory or defeat is uncertain."

Wen Nuan smiled, her tone still calm: "Mr. Lu, we will wait and see."

After seeing off the competitor, Wen Nuan returned to the office and found Mo Han already waiting there for a long time.

He walked to Wen Nuan and gently put his arm around her shoulders: "You did a good job."

Wen Nuan leaned against Mo Han's arms, a barely perceptible coldness flashing in her eyes: "This is just the beginning..." She paused, turned her gaze to the window, and murmured: "Next, the real contest will begin..."

Late at night, in the warm study, the phone rang suddenly.

Wen Nuan picked up the phone, and a deep voice came from the other end: "Ms. Mo, let's cooperate..." Wen Nuan curled her lips into a cold smile, but before she could say anything, another voice came from the other end of the phone, "Let's deal with the Mo family together..." Wen Nuan clenched the phone in her hand, and her eyes suddenly turned cold...