"Why are you so sure he is your brother? Is it just based on his appearance and voice?" Mr. Xunmei slowly guided Sanlang.
Sanlang pursed his lips and said softly, "When I came to Yuzhou, my sworn brother gave me a copy of 'Youxue Qionglin'. My brother had also said before that he would give me 'Youxue Qionglin' when I started school. My mother used this book to teach her."
The warmest part of Mr. Xunmei's heart ached softly. He hugged Sanlang and said, "The 'Elementary Learning Manual'... I used this book to educate my daughter. But ordinary families don't use such books to educate their children. Do you know which noble family your sworn brother comes from?"
"My sister said that my sworn brother's father is a high-ranking official, a minister!"
Mr. Xunmei froze, and he used a great deal of effort to steady himself.
"Your sworn brother's surname is Fu?"
"Hmm." Saburo responded listlessly, completely unaware of the dark cloud hanging over his teacher's face.
The eldest son of Fu Ting, the Minister of Works, disappeared while still an infant. When was that child found? Sanlang's elder brother disappeared four years ago. If that child was also found by the Fu family four years ago...
What happened in the capital? Is the child's disappearance related to Mei'er? Is he Sanlang's older brother or... Fu Qiyuan...?
He needs to find this child and get to the bottom of this!
In an instant, countless thoughts flashed through Mr. Xunmei's mind.
"Sanlang, don't worry, your teacher will definitely help you find your brother...!"
After three days of seclusion, Jiang Shan emerged with dark circles under his eyes.
If it weren't for the familiar scent, Jiang Huai would have almost pushed her away.
Business isn't easy. Without the internet and e-commerce, no matter how many money-making ideas she had, she couldn't implement them all in a short period of time.
She first needs to write a complete marketing plan, and most importantly, she needs to get others to understand, accept, and unconditionally support her in completing this great task.
The latter is more difficult.
When everyone received the proposal that Jiang Shan had spent three days writing, they were all completely bewildered.
Although Jiao's mother had already accepted the delusion that Jiangshan had been replaced, she still couldn't remain calm when she saw this business plan.
As for the others, they were simply dumbfounded.
Putting aside whether they could understand it or not, they simply couldn't comprehend the format of Jiangshan's business plan.
Jiang Shan loathed the world's top-down, right-to-left writing style. Her proposal was purely modern in style, interspersed with countless modern simplified Chinese characters, which others would collectively call "typos."
Even the accountant couldn't stand it anymore!
"You, you...!" Jiang Shan's hands trembled with anger, his disappointment mixed with a deep sense of helplessness.
Jiao's mother wanted to comfort her, but didn't know where to begin. She considered herself a cultured person; if Jiangshan was cultured, her writing was full of typos! If she wasn't cultured, her handwriting was undeniably stunning.
When Jiang Shan was feeling disheartened, Jiao's mother secretly called Fu Qiyuan to save the day.
As expected, after seeing Jiang Shan's proposal, Fu Qiyuan smiled and nodded before turning and going to Jiang Shan's study. Half an hour later, he emerged with a copied proposal.
Everyone gathered around the accountant and listened to him read it from beginning to end.
Jiang Shan listened from the side, feeling quite uncomfortable.
The meaning remained the same, but thanks to Fu Qiyuan's touch, it became much smoother and easier for them to understand and accept. Even some modern marketing terms were replaced with more colloquial and easily understood expressions by Fu Qiyuan.
Ultimately, Jiang Shan introduced the term "pre-sale" and proposed the concept of "advanced consumption."
Fu Qiyuan stood beside Jiang Shan with his hands behind his back. He could clearly see the fine downy hair on her cheeks and the changes in her expression from frustration to pride, from surprise to calm.
"Well written!" Fu Qiyuan whispered in Jiang Shan's ear after the accountant finished reading.
Jiang Shan pouted, raised his little head, and looked like a proud peacock.
The people present were either relatives or employees, all die-hard fans of Jiangshan, but none of them were cut out for business. Just listening to the accountant swaying his head and reciting his notes, they felt he was incredibly sophisticated, so how could they have any objections!
Qiao Shi clapped his hands excitedly and shouted "Good!", pushing the atmosphere to a new level.
The room was filled with joy. Jiang Shan finally stepped forward with a reserved demeanor, roughly outlined the contents of the proposal, listed a few key points, and explained the division of labor for each person.
There's only one minor problem: we can't find a suitable person to design the poster.
Posters differ from flyers. Posters must be eye-catching and memorable, and should be concise and to the point.
Jiang Shan is good at sketching, but not at drawing; color and pattern are the soul of a poster.
Jiao's mother timidly raised her hand, indicating, "How about I give it a try?"
The arrival of Jiao's mother was an unexpected surprise, and it also allowed Jiangshan to discover a treasure.
She knew this stepmother was no ordinary person, but she never expected her to be this powerful!
In Fu Qiyuan's words, Jiao's mother's paintings have the style of a master, with sharp brushstrokes and full of emotion. With just a few strokes, she can hit the nail on the head and express the meaning of the painting to the fullest extent.
Her control over color is so precise it's almost obsessive. Dishes painted by her seem to be freshly cooked and still steaming hot, making them incredibly tempting.
It's absolutely perfect!
Jiang Shan created several series of posters, categorized by demographics (elderly, children, and women), by flavor (spicy, savory, sweet, and mild), by type (seafood, meat, and vegetables), and by cooking method (steaming, braising, grilling, and cold dishes). Each series corresponds to another; for example, a child in one poster is eating a steaming bowl of seafood custard, a toothless elderly person is drooling over a bowl of tender and sweet Dongpo pork, and a slender and elegant woman is discreetly picking out a fresh and tender crab leg…
It has a strong visual impact.
This exhausted Jiao's mother! For several days in a row, she had no time to take care of her grandson, and she had to listen to him crying loudly because he was hungry. She was completely exhausted.
Butler Zhou thought with a bitter face more than once, "What a terrible thing to do!"
When Pei Guangnian approached Jiang Shan again to discuss cooperation, Jiang Shan asked clearly, "Mr. Pei, what good ideas do you have? Since it's a cooperation, there should be a detailed plan, right? What kind of business? How to cooperate? How to invest? How to share profits? Do you have an internal structure? Do you have a business strategy? Do you have initial, medium, and long-term development plans?"
Pei Guangnian's eyes widened in disbelief. He blinked, looked at his attendant beside him, and stared blankly at him.
When did you start needing these things to do business?
"Mr. Pei, I think you should write a business plan first!"
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