Chapter 1659 - Send Our Guest Out

Chapter 1659: Send Our Guest Out

Cyril's expression froze completely. His eyes gradually widened as he stared at Gloria. This maiden who was once self-conscious and weak, and didn't even dare to show her face had become so terrifyingly ruthless.

Just as she said, she didn't even have to do anything now. She would become the only heir to the Moreton Family simply by watching him being killed by those people who wanted to butter up Master Rom, and then she would get everything that she wanted.

"Gloria, do you really think that I am dead meat this time? I'm the second young master of the Moretons, and this is Chaos City. No matter how powerful those people are, they won't dare and can't kill me!" Cyril stared at Gloria with clenched fists.

"I do believe that. Grandfather may use the Moreton Family's influence to save you considering that you're his son. But, do you believe you would still remain on the list of successors if he really did that?" Gloria smiled at Cyril. "You are the Moreton Family's second young master, so this incident will only be pinned on you alone. However, if you become the head of the Moreton Family, and you do such a stupid thing again, this will be a catastrophe for us."

Cyril turned white instantly. He also released his tightly clenched fists helplessly.

His father didn't have a choice before, so he wouldn't punish him too harshly even when he made a mistake.

However, it was different now. People were already comparing Gloria to Scheer Buffett. As they were both the eldest granddaughters of the four major families, people could find many common traits in them.

This girl who had just entered the business world for a few months had already made a name for herself.

Scheer Buffett had already proven that Ian Buffett's judgement was correct. Women weren't any less than men. Moreover, they could do even better than men.

Cyril's father was an obstinate person, but ever since he agreed to give Gloria a chance, and even handed the textile business to her, he already had a second choice.

Cyril descended into a complete panic. He took two steps forward, and said in a quivering voice, "Gloria, please help me. I was wrong. I promise I will never go against you again—"

"Uncle Cyril, I suggest you better leave and think of another solution while the sun is still up," Gloria interrupted Cyril mercilessly before saying toward the door, "Send our guest out."

Two strong orc security officers came in. They coaxed and dragged Cyril out.

Gloria looked at the door without any signs of elation on her face.

Mars stood at the side quietly. He, too, was silent.

The silence continued for a long time before Gloria softly said, "Was I too ruthless?"

Mars shook his head. "Young Mistress is a kind person. Given all the things that Cyril had done to you and your family in the past, you have already taken your kinship with Cyril into account by not kicking him when he was down today."

"But Grandfather…"

"Everyone has to be responsible for their own actions. Master is a reasonable person."

Gloria was thoughtful. Then, a smile appeared on her face again. As she walked out, she said, "I'm going to check on the progress of the new employees' training."

Mars swiftly caught up with her with a smile, and answered, "This new batch's elves are nimble and careful. They learn very quickly even if they don't have previous training. Their skills become on par with those of the experienced tailors in only a matter of days. Their speed has even exceeded the ordinary tailors'."

"Elves are indeed nature's favored ones. They have the natural advantages and talent for handiwork. We really have to thank the Night Elves for this batch of excellent workers." Gloria was surprised to hear the report. She halted after a few steps, and asked Mars, "Have we decided on the new salary model? Those who are capable should be paid more. We should give the good employees the salary that they deserve."

"We have basically decided on it. According to your wishes, the new factory produces clothes in a pipeline fashion. Different workshops are responsible for different procedures, and every employee is responsible for a certain part of the clothes. The salary is paid according to the number of clothes that they made. The more they do, the more they will receive." Mars nodded. "After retrenching the majority of the old tailors, our manpower cost has decreased greatly. Moreover, judging from today's test, the increase in efficiency is rather significant. It's already enough to satisfy the Blue Suede's demands now. Your reform solution is simply marvelous, and it solved the greatest problem of expansion."

"That's great." Gloria nodded slightly and continued to walk ahead. However, she was thinking, Mr. Mag's solution is indeed awesome!

"What about the fabrics' sales channels and farms?" Gloria asked again after walking a few more steps.

"According to your instructions, the fabrics' sales channels everywhere are conducting a large-scale retrenchment now. They're only retaining the core sales team in every city. All the fabric stores are trying to clear their inventories as much as they can right now. After deducting the retrenchment payouts, we've got back quite a big sum of cash.

"As for the farms, we have shut down a batch of them that were badly run, and had been losing money for a long time. We've sold a few farms that were profitable. We only retained the farms focused on growing cotton. The first set of funds meant to expand the scale of cotton growing is already sent to the farms. Many farm owners whose farms had been shut down or sold were looking for you recently, but I have stopped them all. Many of them are members of the Moreton Family."

Mars perplexedly asked Gloria, "However, Young Mistress, please pardon me for asking this, but if you want to close down the fabric shops, why are you still keeping the core sales team in every city? Why are you still expanding the scale of cotton growing?"

"The Moreton Family's textile industry has accumulated a ton of problems over the years. In order to expand our market shares in the past, we had opened so many shops everywhere with no regards to the cost. Many of these shops are not even 100 meters away from one another. We have too much frontline sales personnel, and there is serious corruption among them. This costs a huge sum in expenditures every month. Everything has been living off the blood and sweat of the other Moretons' businesses, and it is barely afloat," Gloria calmly said. "Grandfather has already decided to shut down the production completely. He's simply giving me three months' time to save this business. If I don't have a ruthless determination, it's only going to extend their lifespans for another three months."

"Master started his business empire with the textile business then, and he was even called the 'King of Textiles'. The Moreton Family's textile business' current mess was caused by many complicated reasons. Some were within the family, while others were external. The rapid expansion to open shops was one, the loss of control of the shops was another one. But the crux is the rapid development of the Roth Empire's textile industry in the past 10 years. With their cheap labor and massive textile manufacturing systems, they managed to grab a huge share of the market on the Norland Continent. The Moreton Family couldn't even keep its market share in Chaos City," Mars lamented. "Master had even tried to carry out a few reforms personally a few years ago, but they all ended in failure. Hence, it's extremely difficult to turn the losses into profits in three months' time."