Song family.
Song Yanzhe stood in front of his mother with his head lowered.
She slowly squatted in front of Song Yanzhe, grabbed his arm, and asked seriously: "Do you really have to go to Shi's house today?"
"Yes, Mother."
He answered quietly and respectfully.
"I told you in advance that you must be careful when you go home. I've told you many times. Have you forgotten?"
"I'm sorry." Song Yanzhe bit his lip, feeling wronged, tears welling in his eyes. "I'm sorry, I was wrong."
"Does it hurt?"
"Um."
He nodded.
"Bring a gift to my house tomorrow to apologize."
"but……"
I had just said two words, and before I could say the rest, my arm was grabbed by my mother and it hurt, and the words I wanted to say were instantly blocked in my throat.
"Song Yanzhe!"
"Mother."
"It's very shameful today, isn't it?"
"What?"
"Answer me."
"yes."
"They're like the masters of this place," Song Yanzhe's mother laughed jokingly. "They're the kind of people who think they have money, even just a little bit of financial resources, and they think they can control this place. They've almost forgotten who's in charge here."
When she said this, her eyes were instantly filled with hostility.
She still held Song Yanzhe's arm tightly, and did not let go even though it hurt him.
"So don't ever forget what happened today." She stared into Song Yanzhe's eyes, as if trying to instill something in him. "Song Yanzhe, I know you must be humiliated. You must feel wronged when your mother hit you, but I just want you to remember what happened today. Your father has only been here for a short time and hasn't fully established himself yet, so he's letting them run wild for a while. That child named Shi Ran will one day regret doing this to you."
Song Yanzhe wiped away his tears and nodded heavily.
"No matter what method they use, they will pay the price, so Song Yanzhe just needs to listen to me."
"Okay, Mom."
Song Yanzhe answered obediently.
At this time, she reached out to Song Yanzhe and held him in her arms.
On the surface, this is a very beautiful look of mother and son.
"That's all for today's class."
The teacher said at the end of class.
Even so, Shi Ran was the only one who was listening carefully, but he didn't seem to care.
Today is the day that Shi Ran's father is back from a business trip, so she is a little excited. She is usually very serious in class, but today she is a little absent-minded.
"And I have homework today too."
Hearing this, the children who had homework sighed and made reluctant sounds.
No place like doing homework.
Are there really students who like teachers to assign homework?
"Today's assignment is relatively simple. It involves considering the question 'What is the most valuable asset for a businessman?'"
"Of course it's money."
The twin brother answered without hesitation.
"Is that your answer?"
"What else is it?"
"Regarding the homework, go back and think about it carefully. We'll discuss it next time."
Shi Ran couldn't wait to run out. When she heard that her father had returned, he found that his father was not in her room, nor in the place where she usually read. She ran to her grandfather's study and knocked on the door politely. Only after receiving a response did she push the door open.
Sure enough, when she saw her father, she ran towards him happily.
Although she knew they were discussing work, she couldn't wait to see her father. She immediately threw herself into his arms and said without hesitation, "Dad, I miss you so much!"
Dad ruffled her hair and held her in his arms, "Me too, I missed you."
Although she is ten years old, she is as cute as if she is only five or six years old.
Grandpa pushed the biscuits in his hand towards Shi Ran.
"dad."
Shi Ran's father just opened his mouth, and his grandfather, who was smiling just now, immediately became serious when he heard his voice.
Shi Ran is the only girl in the Shi family. Now she is held in the palm of her grandfather's hand. When facing her, he smiles, but when facing others, he becomes that stubborn old man.
“Maybe it’s because I haven’t come into contact with textiles yet, so I’m not satisfied with the order quantity.”
“How much is produced?”
"We can provide it to the entire garment factory. Although we will gradually adjust production according to order conditions, we cannot completely reduce the number of employees. If we reduce the number of workers, when a large number of orders come in, there will be no spare capacity to produce."
Shi Ran originally just wanted to see his father, but unexpectedly heard them talking about work. It seemed that things were not going well.
Not to mention the two of them were anxious, Shi Ran was even more anxious.
I had specifically asked Dad to take the job at the textile factory to avoid this loss. If this situation persists, the loss will not be avoided at all, and Grandpa might even think that Dad might not be suitable for managing the company. In this case, the loss will outweigh the gain, or it will be like shooting oneself in the foot.
This was not what Shi Ran wanted to happen.
"Have you discussed this with your brother?"
Grandpa slapped the armrest of the chair, thought for a while, and asked Dad.
"Although we have discussed it, there doesn't seem to be any particular breakthrough."
"In that case, we can only wait."
"At present, this is indeed the case. But if we continue to wait, the backlog of goods will increase while production continues. If we cannot sell them well, we will suffer a lot of losses."
They usually deal in high-end clothing and have never considered the affordable market before. The market has not been opened up and there are no fixed sales channels, so it is difficult to deal with this problem for the time being.
Although he seemed to be trying hard not to show it to others, the father's face was filled with worry and burden, and he seemed to be suffocating.
Shi Ran felt that no matter what, she had to lighten the burden on her father and come up with a good idea.
"This fabric isn't a particularly good one. Besides being cheap, the polyester is also very durable. It's just perfect for work in this spring season."
Grandpa listened and nodded, "Work clothes, this is fine."
Shi Ran got down from his father's lap, picked up the cloth on the table and took a look at it.
"This is cheap, and it would be more suitable for large factories making work clothes. I'm waiting for the reactions of several clothing stores to see how it sells. Although I'm not sure about the specific situation, I personally think it's a good choice for work clothes."
Creating something and then letting it sit and wait is not the best approach.
"Dad, actually, we can spend some money on marketing, just like the commercials I saw on TV." Shi Ran pretended to be innocent and said, "The workers in our textile factory all wear uniform work clothes made of this fabric. If people who come to discuss cooperation see it, won't it help sell better?"
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