When the Regent Princess kneeled, all the children in Beijing broke their knees.

"This is our Zhuang Mansion's clothing store. It is located in the center of the entire Zhuang City, covering an area of ​​one acre. There are four floors upstairs and downstairs. This building is divided into different areas. As long as there is a famous fabric in Daning, our Zhuang Family's clothing store has it!"

"This is the face of our Zhuangcheng, and also the face of our Zhuang Mansion."

When Mr. Zhuang introduced Zhuang's ready-made clothes, there was an unconscious pride on his face. This was the result of the hard work of several generations of their Zhuang family and should be the pride of their family.

"This is so prestigious." Among the children, Zhang Cunwen felt the most deeply. He looked at the huge facade and each door.

It’s called a shop, but it’s actually a yard.

Moreover, the decoration upstairs and downstairs is very majestic.

"Of course not, this is our Zhuang family's base camp." Mr. Zhuang looked at Zhang Cunwen and couldn't help laughing.

Zhang Cunwen's eyes were full of envy. "I want to open a shop like this in the future."

"No, not just one, but spring flower shops all over the place."

He looked at them enviously, his face full of contemplation, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised. In the past, he only wanted to open a shop, make money, support the dean, and all his partners.

But now...

A concrete scene appeared in his mind.

This kind of shop is what he longs for.

"What a great ambition." Mr. Zhuang was not angry. Instead, he patted Zhang Cunwen on the shoulder and said, "A good man should be like this."

They, the Zhuang family, are originally businessmen. Among the four classes of people, scholars, farmers, merchants and artisans, merchants are of the lower class and are looked down upon by others.

Unexpectedly, these twelve children did not look down on him at all. Instead, a little monster emerged and actually said that he wanted to go into business in the future.

This made Mr. Zhuang even happier, and his face was full of admiration.

"Hehe, I just like these. I get excited when I hear the sound of the abacus, and I feel happy when I get money in my hand. My biggest wish is to open a shop."

"Second grandfather, let's discuss this sometime. I heard from the dean that you started from scratch and opened the Zhuang's Inn."

"I admire you very much."

Zhang Cunwen used his strengths as a socialite and his words were as sweet as honey, coaxing Master Zhuang into a state of confusion.

He was not a cautious person to begin with, and soon he and Zhang Cunwen became close friends. The two of them were more like friends regardless of age difference, and they completely forgot about the eleven children.

For a moment, Eleven couldn't help but smile and shook his head.

Kang Wen sighed, "I always thought I was the most talkative, but now I know that Zhang Xiaosan's mouth is full of lies!"

Kang Zhiqiu patted his head gently, "Don't talk nonsense, that's his strength. He will be in business in the future and will be in various occasions. If he doesn't have this ability, how can he get along with others?"

"I understand." Kang Wen nodded.

Everyone smiled.

The group arrived at the Zhuang Mansion. The father and son were walking in front. Instead of introducing the city of Zhuang, they started talking about business directly, one speaking and the other replying.

"Thinking back to the days when I started my career in the southern part of the country, I had no money, no friends, and was alone in a strange place."

Mr. Zhuang couldn't help but shed tears of sadness when he talked about his initial experience.

"But you persisted. If you didn't persist, how could you have achieved such great success?"

Zhang Cunwen immediately said encouragingly.

"When I encountered something like this, I did this..."

Mr. Zhuang opened up completely. Over the years, there were very few young people who got along so well with him.

Zhang Cunwen listened, but did not blindly flatter. Instead, he kept thinking over and over again, how would he handle it if he were in such a situation?

"Second grandfather, I think this approach will have a different effect."

He expressed his ideas, because he didn't know whether his ideas were right or not. His second grandfather must have been immersed in the business world for many years. If he expressed his ideas himself, his second grandfather could try to determine the feasibility, and he would gain a lot.

Hearing Zhang Cunwen's words, Mr. Zhuang suddenly stopped, frowned, and thought about the situation at that time.

The others did not urge him, but waited quietly on the side.

"oops!"

Master Zhuang chopped his feet, then covered his forehead, "I told you, something is wrong."

"How come you forgot this method?"

"Good boy, your brain is born for business. Brother, you must go into business, otherwise it's a waste of your brain!"

For a moment, Zhang Cunwen smiled awkwardly and said, "You dare to call me brother, but I dare not call me elder brother."

I was afraid of being beaten to death by my friends, and the most terrifying thing was that I was afraid that the dean would cut me to death!

"Business, business, business."

Zhang Cunwen wiped the sweat from his forehead and felt a little cold. Those eleven pairs of eyes were staring at him.

"Don't run away, kid. Why are you still shy?"

Master Zhuang hurriedly followed him. He had not finished speaking yet. Over the years, it was rare for the younger generation to listen to his glorious deeds. How could he not explain it clearly?

Zhang Cunwen was about to cry. How could I be shy? I was afraid!

For a moment, a scene was formed with Zhang Cunwen running in front, his second grandfather chasing him from behind, and then the eleven little friends eating melons in the back.

Three formations, different moods.

"Why are you walking so fast? Why don't you wait for your second grandfather? He is old and his legs are not as nimble as before."

Jiang Yunchu was strolling around when he saw Zhang Cunwen running in front of him, and Mr. Zhuang Erye chasing him from behind. For a moment he didn't know what was going on.

In trouble?

But looking at Mr. Zhuang's expression, he doesn't seem angry.

"I……"

"I can not!"

Zhang Cunwen was almost crying. He felt wronged. He didn’t say anything!

His innocence!

"What's wrong?" When Jiang Yunchu asked, those people arrived.

Before Zhang Cunwen even had time to speak, Master Zhuang spoke up, "Little brother, why didn't you wait for me? Why are you running away?"

"How can I catch up with you with my old arms and legs?"

"You dislike me for being old!"

……

After hearing these words, Zhang Cunwen felt like he had lost all hope in life. He looked up at the sky and thought, "If there was a thunderbolt right now, please let it strike him to death!"

Thank you!

Jiang Yunchu understood what was going on. He looked at the old man and the child and couldn't help laughing. "It's your own business. Since your second grandfather likes you, you can learn more from him."

Zhang Cunwen scratched his hair and looked at Mr. Zhuang a little embarrassedly, "Second Grandfather, I'll still call you this."

"I'm afraid of confusing the order of generations."

It’s okay for my friend, but it’s not a big deal to bypass the dean.

Master Zhuang looked at him, then patted his head. "Okay, whatever you say, little brother."

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