Chapter 1877

Ladon's first reaction is whether the little girl's pronunciation is inaccurate, which leads to problems in his understanding. After all, many East Asian words are polyphonic, and the meaning of one word is often different by thousands of miles.

"Do you agree?" Jiang Xinghe confirmed with La Dong in a soft voice.

Radon asked suspiciously, "is homework a game? Do you want me to play with you?"

It must be. Children like to play.

Jiang Xinghe shook his head like a rattle: "it's not playing, it's doing homework."

La Dong frowned: "do your homework?"

"Yes!"

"Homework assigned by the school teacher? You asked me to take you to write it?"

"Yes!"

"God ~"

Ladon's appearance from doubt to shock aroused Jiang Xinghe's dissatisfaction. She stared at Ladon, and a translucent water film gradually rose in her washed star eyes. Ladon seemed to have a hunch of something. His pupils suddenly shrunk and screamed, "no! No! No!"

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The whole Tianshui villa seemed to be shrouded in a layer of boundary, and there was no sound at all.

Bodyguard a looked into the villa door and asked in a low voice, "brother Cheng, what's going on inside? So dignified!"

A Cheng shook his cigarette ash: "the three ancestors didn't write a word in their summer homework. What do you say?"

Bodyguard a suddenly realized: "I see. This guy came here to make up homework for our three ancestors. Tut Tut, what do you think is in the mind of the Nordic? He just came to make up his homework. As for mobilizing the public, even the guys copied it, as if we would stop it."

A Cheng threw up a chain of smoke rings on his face: "maybe he's sick in his brain!"

At the same time, Ladon was also thinking about whether his brain was sick. Otherwise, how could they cross half the city and come to make up for their children's homework?

The study upstairs was occupied by Jiang Xiaomi and his three children. Ladon had to "work" on the tea table in the living room.

The tea table is large enough, but the height is only about 55 cm. In order to plug Dong's tall body, housekeeper Yu had to order someone to move the sofa back a little.

It is conceivable that a one meter nine tall man curled up on a 50 cm tea table.

This is more than that. Except for radon, none of the other Nordic bodyguards are idle.

Some do manual work, some draw pictures, and some high-end talents are responsible for writing volume content.

"Your Highness? Your highness?" The bodyguard arched his back and walked carefully through his colleagues.

Before and after arriving at Ladon's face, the other party knelt down on his knees and looked pious: "how do you write the word 'thanks'?"

The bodyguards in northern Europe are not so proficient in East Asian culture. They barely recognize simple words, but they can't figure it out if it's a little difficult.

The homework of the three children throughout the summer vacation is very annoying, including copying and translating sentences. English translation is not difficult for them, but... But many Chinese people can't write.

Radon was very impatient when asked.

I knew I shouldn't have brought these fools here.

Ladon angrily pulled the paper over, brushed it twice, wrote the answer and threw it on the other party's face: "get out!"

The bodyguard ran away with a gloomy bow.

The door of the study on the second floor was broken by Ladon's foot. Any movement upstairs can be heard clearly downstairs.

"Shiting, your answer seems to be wrong."

Jiang Xiaomi said he was helping to mend it. In fact, he drew gourds and gourds according to the marks on the book.

"What's wrong?" Lou shiting put down his pen and went over.

"When people ask you how much an eraser costs, how can you write eight yuan? Is it that expensive?" She remembered that the rubber was up to two yuan, and the better three yuan.

Lou shiting said, "times are changing and prices are rising. There's nothing wrong with eight yuan. It's eight yuan at the door of our school canteen."

"I'll go. You've been slaughtered. Why don't you rob it for eight yuan? How many times have you bought it?"

Lou shiting broke his fingers and calculated: "two or three times!"

Jiang Xiaomi touched his little son's head and said earnestly, "son, you don't spend money like this. People say you can give a few dollars. You have to bargain."

Lou shiting didn't understand: "bargain?"

Bargaining is a necessary means of survival, but what is distressing is that under the impact of online shopping, the traditional skill of bargaining is about to be lost. If Jiang Xiaomi could cut his boss to 20 yuan for 200 yuan of clothes in Xidan mall, he was almost able to break his boss.

"Come on, Mommy, I'll teach you some tricks today. Maybe I can use them in the future."

In order to let the children apply what they have learned, Jiang Xiaomi uses local materials.

"Take this eraser for example. The boss offers eight yuan. How much do you think you can get by making him cheaper?"

Lou shiting thought about the cableway: "seven pieces."

"Son, do you know what bargaining is? The essence of bargaining is a 'chop'. If you ask for seven yuan, people will sell it to you immediately. You don't even hesitate."

Lou Shicheng thought, "how much should we call according to your opinion?"

"First of all, you should give the cut price and find the foundation. The simple point is that if you don't have a bottom in your heart, you can use the 'half rule'. If the rubber sells eight yuan, you will quote four yuan, and the boss sells four yuan, you will shout two yuan. No matter how much the other party yells, you will cut half in your heart first!"

"Cut half that much?" Lou shiting looked incredulous.

"This is just the beginning!" Jiang Xiaomi sneered.

The three children opened their mouths again, and cutting off half was just the beginning?

Jiang Xiaomi stood up and circled around the desk: "some bosses are very smart. They know you will cut half with him, so they simply raise the price by half. You think you have taken advantage of it, but you still suffer a loss. Therefore, on the premise that we cut half, take a slight turn."

Jiang Xiaomi made a 'turn' gesture.

"Mommy, what does turning mean?"

Jiang Xiaomi looked at them with a little pity. Alas, the three cubs didn't accept the severe beating of the society and didn't even know how to turn the corner.

"Turning a corner probably means a quarter. For example, it has cut four pieces. How much is a quarter?"

"One piece!" Jiang Xinghe raised his small hand and replied.

"Subtract one from four, and that's the price you buy."

"Eight yuan rubber, you cut three yuan? Can people agree?" Lou Shicheng questioned.

Jiang Xiaomi proudly raised his finger and gently shook it twice: "I don't understand. Bargaining is an art. You come and go, and cut down the most cruel price in a harmonious atmosphere. He can't tolerate whether he is willing or not. Unless it is really lower than the cost price, he won't sell it!"

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