From an abandoned girl to a wealthy lady

Chapter 56: Breakthrough: Breakthrough of the Bottleneck

Wen Nuan felt like she hadn't slept for three days and three nights, and her eyelids felt heavy as if they were filled with lead.

The antique secret book was like a mountain pressing on her heart, and the tadpole characters on it were running around in her eyes, as if mocking her incompetence.

"Decipher the ancient business secrets and restore the glory of the Mo family" - this task sounds so awesome, but it's actually a trap!

She felt like she had fallen into a huge black hole of knowledge and could not find a way out.

"Ah! I can't take it anymore!" Wen Nuan ruffled her hair frantically, feeling like she was going bald.

"This crappy book is harder to understand than my calculus final exam! Can't our ancestors write in a more accessible way?"

Mo Han came in with a cup of hot milk and looked at her distressedly: "Wife, take a rest. You have worked very hard."

Wen Nuan took the milk, gulped it down, and felt that her blood had returned a little.

"But... I'm worried that I won't be able to complete the mission and disappoint the Mo family..."

Mo Han hugged her gently and whispered in her ear, "Don't put too much pressure on yourself, take it slow. If it really doesn't work, let's just give up, who's afraid of who?" Although he said this, his eyes showed deeper admiration for Wen Nuan.

Wen Nuan was amused by him and felt a little more relaxed.

She stood up and paced around the room, her eyes accidentally falling on an old wooden box in the corner.

"What is that?" Wen Nuan walked over curiously.

"Oh, those are some old things from our ancestral home that we haven't had time to sort out," Mo Han explained.

Wen Nuan suddenly became interested and squatted down to open the wooden box.

Inside are some old photos, old letters and some small miscellaneous items.

She picked up a yellowed photo of an old man wearing clothes from the Republican era, holding an abacus in his hand.

"Which ancestor of the Mo family is this?" Wen Nuan asked.

"That's my great-grandfather. It is said that he was a business genius back then." Mo Han replied.

His warm eyes fell on the abacus in his great-grandfather's hand, and suddenly an idea flashed in his mind.

She remembered a word that was mentioned repeatedly in the secret book - "calculation".

"Abacus... calculations..." Wen Nuan muttered to herself, and suddenly stood up excitedly, "I understand! I finally understand!"

She grabbed the secret book and turned to the page that had puzzled her before.

Combining the image of her great-grandfather using an abacus and the meaning of "calculation", she finally deciphered the true meaning of the text.

It turns out that the so-called "business secrets" of our ancestors were not some profound theories, but a method of risk assessment and resource allocation based on the social background of the time and the use of the most basic computing tools.

She had been confused by those obscure ancient terms and ignored the most essential things.

"I understand! I finally understand!" Wen Nuan jumped up excitedly and hugged Mo Han, "Hubby, you are my lucky star!"

Mo Han was taken aback by her sudden enthusiasm, but he couldn't help but smile when he saw the twinkle in her eyes.

"Wife, you are amazing!"

Wen Nuan let him go and couldn't wait to pick up a pen and paper and start writing down her understanding.

Her ideas flowed like a spring, and the problems that had troubled her before were easily solved.

She felt as if her Ren and Du meridians were opened, and her whole body was filled with strength.

"Wait..." Wen Nuan suddenly stopped writing and turned to look at Mo Han with a sly look in her eyes, "I have an idea..."

Wen Nuan smiled cunningly and whispered to Mo Han for a while.

Mo Han listened, and his eyes, which had been slightly worried at first, gradually brightened up. Finally, he couldn't help but burst out laughing: "Wife, this trick of yours is quite mean! I like it!"

Wen Nuan raised her eyebrows with an expression that said "you know what I mean".

She decided to practice with a small cultural relics project under the Mo family that had been half-dead.

The project is not large in scale, but it has been making losses. The old antiques in the Mo family don’t pay much attention to it. It is a perfect place for her to experiment.

Just do it!

Wen Nuan thoroughly reformed the project based on the "calculation" method in the secret book and combined it with modern business models.

She cut out the flashy parts, concentrated resources on the core products, and used the Internet for precision marketing.

At the beginning, the project team members were skeptical about this airborne "young lady".

After all, what could a family's abandoned daughter know about business?

What's more, she wants to use an antique secret book to guide modern business. Isn't this a joke?

But soon, they were slapped in the face.

Under Wen Nuan's leadership, the project performance soared like a rocket.

The cultural relics that were previously ignored have now become popular online products and are receiving a lot of orders.

The data will not lie.

Looking at the beautiful numbers on the report, the employees who were originally waiting to see the joke were dumbfounded.

They began to look at Wen Nuan with admiration, and some even secretly called her "Mrs. Koi".

However, not everyone is happy about the warm success.

Some elders and traditional forces of the Mo family expressed strong doubts about Wen Nuan's actions.

"Nonsense! This is sheer nonsense!" Elder Mo blew his beard and glared, "The rules of our ancestors cannot be broken! She's ruining the Mo family's reputation!"

Mo Sanmei fanned the flames: "The elder is right. This secret manual is meant to be passed down, not tampered with. Who knows if she has distorted the ancestor's meaning?"

Faced with doubts, Wen Nuan just smiled calmly.

She had anticipated this day and was prepared to deal with it.

"Butler Zhou," Wen Nuan turned to Butler Zhou, who had been observing silently, "could you please bring me the project estimate report for next month?"

Although Butler Zhou was old-fashioned, he was meticulous in his work and quickly handed the report to Wen Nuan.

Wen Nuan took the report, glanced at the elders who questioned her, and a confident arc appeared at the corner of her mouth.

"My explanation is very simple," Wen Nuan's voice was clear and powerful. "That is..." She paused, her eyes falling on Mo Han. "Let the data speak for itself."

Wen Nuan pointed to the figures on the report, her tone calm but resounding, "Sales have increased tenfold, and the profit margin has increased by five percentage points. That's my answer." She looked around, a hint of provocation in her eyes, "Elders, does anyone else think I'm messing around?"

The air solidified instantly.

Elder Mo's face turned red like a ripe tomato.

He pointed at the report, trembling and unable to speak.

The other elders looked at each other, and their original questioning voices turned into whispers.

Mo Sanmei was so angry that she stamped her feet and secretly cursed Wen Nuan for her bad luck.

She originally wanted to take this opportunity to suppress Wen Nuan, but unexpectedly it made her the center of attention.

"Facts speak louder than words." Mo Han said lightly from the side, with a hint of pride in his tone.

He walked to Wen Nuan and gently put his arm around her shoulders, "Wife, you are awesome!"

Wen Nuan smiled back, her eyes full of confidence. She knew she had won this battle.

To celebrate Wen Nuan's victory, Mo Han took her to the family garden to relax.

The flowers in the garden are in full bloom, colorful and radiant, and the air is filled with a faint fragrance.

The warm mood is as bright and brilliant as the blooming flowers.

Mo Han took the opportunity to pick the most gorgeous rose and handed it to Wen Nuan: "This is for you, my queen."

Wen Nuan took the rose, put it to her nose and sniffed it gently, a happy smile appearing on her face.

"Thank you husband."

The two looked at each other and smiled, saying nothing.

Just as they were immersed in this sweet atmosphere, Butler Zhou hurried over with a hint of anxiety on his face...

"Master, Madam, something happened!"

Butler Zhou ran to Mo Han and Wen Nuan, panting, his old face flushed red like a ripe tomato.

"Master, Madam, something's happened! It's terrible!"

Wen Nuan raised her eyebrows, took the handkerchief handed to her by Mo Han, and wiped her hands gracefully.

"Butler Zhou, stay calm. Don't panic. Drink some water first to calm yourself down. If someone doesn't know, they'd think the world is ending."

Butler Zhou took the cup of water, gulped down a few mouthfuls, and then he recovered.

"Madam, you are right, I was too anxious. But this time, the matter is really...really..." He hesitated to speak, with a constipated expression on his face.

Mo Han frowned impatiently. "If you have something to say, just say it now. Don't hesitate."

"It's...it's about that...that project..." Butler Zhou stammered, "The partner...they...they want to modify the contract!"

"Modify the contract?" Wen Nuan's expression changed slightly, but her tone remained calm. "What exactly is going on?"

"They... they suddenly proposed to increase the share ratio, and also... and shorten the construction period..." Butler Zhou's voice became softer and softer, as if he was afraid of disturbing something.

"Increase the commission percentage? Shorten the construction period?" Mo Han sneered, "They have quite a big appetite! They're trying to take advantage of the situation!"

Wen Nuan took a deep breath, and a gleam of light flashed in her eyes.

"It seems like someone is behind this..." She turned to look at Mo Han, a meaningful smile on her lips, "Honey, it looks like our honeymoon is coming to an end early."

Mo Han held the warm hand with a firm look in his eyes.

"Don't be afraid, honey, I'm here. Even if the sky falls, I'll hold it up for you!"

Wen Nuan took Mo Han's hand, interlocking their fingers. "Then... play with them?"

The two looked at each other and smiled, saying nothing.

At this moment, Mo Sanmei appeared at the garden gate. She stared at the two of them with a sinister look on her face, a sneer on her lips...

"Looks like there's going to be some fun to watch..."