Jiang Cheng came to the school and listened to Xiaoyi and Yuanyuan's class teacher talking for a long time.
"Wu Yi's grades in all subjects are not very good and need to be improved. Primary school is the time to lay the foundation. Now he is only in the third grade, but he has already fallen behind in so many lessons. This will be very disadvantageous for his entrance examinations in the future. You also know that the No. 1 Middle School in the city is the goal of every student. The teachers there are very good. If he can consolidate the knowledge learned in junior high school there, it will be easier for him to enter high school in the future, and there will be no problem in college!
But the problem is that he doesn't have a solid foundation of knowledge and can't keep up with the progress. I can't just wait for him alone. If you have time, can you as parents go back and help your child with his homework?"
Every class teacher does not want to have poor students in his or her class, but there are always one or two poor students who cannot improve their grades no matter how they are taught.
"Okay, teacher. We will pay attention to it and help him with his homework when we get back!"
Jiang Cheng had a very good attitude. It was also his and Meng Meng's fault that they were too busy with work and had no time to take care of these problems. They actually ignored them, which they should have thought of earlier.
"If it really doesn't work, I think Jiang Yuan is doing very well in her studies, so you can ask her to help Wu Yi. I understand that you are a reconstituted family, and the two children may not be that familiar with each other yet. This will help improve the relationship between the children!"
Jiang Cheng nodded in approval and walked out of the teacher's office. He just happened to see his daughter leaning on the corridor outside looking at him.
The little girl was dressed very beautifully. The beautiful clothes she wore were bought by Aunt Meng, and her hair was also combed by Aunt Meng herself.
"Yuanyuan, why are you here?"
Jiang Cheng came over and touched his daughter's head with a smile.
The daughter looked up at her father and smiled brightly. Although her expression resembled Song Mei a little, she looked 60% like herself.
"I saw you coming, so I came over. I heard what you and the teacher said just now. Dad, I am willing to help Xiaoyi review his homework!"
Yuanyuan spoke very gently, and there was no trace of her biological mother at all. Jiang Cheng didn't know since when her daughter had been educated so well, so considerate, so sensible and well-behaved.
"Yuanyuan, be good. Thank you for sharing the burden with daddy..."
Jiang Cheng looked at his daughter with a gratified smile like an old father...
Sure enough, Yuanyuan did as she said. After school every afternoon, she started to tutor Xiaoyi with his homework, explaining the parts he didn't understand and how to solve the problems.
Xiaoyi is struggling with area conversion. He can solve simple ones, but is stumped by the more difficult ones. When he is at home, his grades are not the best in the class, but they are not the worst either, and are above average.
But he never thought that after coming to this big city to study, he would be so different from other children of the same age.
No matter how hard I tried, I couldn't catch up with others. Just at this moment, Yuanyuan came with her own homework.
"Brother, let's do our homework together. If you have any questions, you can ask me!"
Yuanyuan always spoke to him with a smile. After living together for more than a month, the two siblings actually didn't say a few words to each other, but they got along very well. Xiaoyi also grew a lot taller. With better food, he gained weight quickly and finally looked no longer skinny.
"Thank you……"
"Is that all you can say thank you? We are a family, there is no need to say thank you!"
Probably the word Yuanyuan heard him say the most was "thank you"!
Looking at Yuanyuan who was so warm, Xiaoyi smiled for the first time, revealing a few white teeth, looking particularly innocent!
Besides, during the National Day holiday, the clothes in Qinman’s store were sold out.
Especially high-waisted tight jeans with high boots are so popular. And nine-point straight pants are so friendly to petite people. Wan Qian plans to get a pair of high-waisted straight pants, which can make her legs look longer and thinner.
The high waist, tight turtleneck sweater and long coat are simply too good to be true.
But because the business was booming, it suddenly became popular in the market.
Many people followed suit and made many identical pants based on Qin Man's clothes, even copying the matching styles.
The most speechless thing is that they have lowered the price and are blatantly trying to steal business!
This made Wan Qian very angry!
"No, don't they have brains of their own? Why do they have to plagiarize our ideas?"
Qin Man was also speechless, but the international clothing market is so large and the demand is so high that situations like this are inevitable.
Many people copied Juese’s clothing style before and also launched cheongsams to sell, but their copying was not so obvious and they soon died out because their cheongsams, whether in terms of fabrics or details, were not as comfortable and beautiful as Juese’s.
This time, it should be the same!
"In fact, this problem is unavoidable because we haven't applied for formal patents. Even if someone else plagiarizes, there is nothing we can do because the details will always be different!
However, they have lowered the price so much, which means the fabric they use must not be good. If they want to make money, they must not exceed the cost!"
"Then I can't just watch others steal our business!" Wan Qian became angrier the more she thought about it.
But Qin Man was very open-minded and drank her tea calmly.
"Don't be impatient, don't get angry!"
"How can I not be anxious and angry? That is the result of our hard work for days and nights. How can we let others take advantage of it?"
Wan Qian is impatient and loses her temper, so she needs Qin Man to counsel her.
"Qianqian, let me ask you a question. Do you prefer the style of clothes or their comfort?"
Wan Qian was so angry that her hair was about to explode, and then Qin Man asked her this question.
"Of course I want both. They must be both good-looking and comfortable!"
"Well, but you can't have your cake and eat it too. If you want both, then they'll have to be much more expensive. Just say that our clothes are a little more expensive than others because not only are our styles better looking, but the fabrics are also more comfortable!
People who buy clothes here are not all rich, but at least everyone has money. Take yourself for example. You have the ability and spending power. If you have the conditions, why do you buy bad clothes? You have money, so why do you buy cheap clothes? Do you not care whether you are comfortable or not just for the sake of looking good?
There are two kinds of people in this world, the poor and the rich. The consumption is different at each stage. As the saying goes, the greater the ability, the higher the consumption. Besides, who knows the design details better than us? You have to let those girls who are short of money wear beautiful clothes! Rich people go to rich people's stores, and poor people have their own places to go. This does not conflict with our making money!"
Anyway, Qin Man's plan is here!