Mr. Jiang laughed.

Duan Feifan looked at him.

"He designed it himself?" Mr. Jiang asked.

"Well," Duan Feifan nodded, "It's more meaningful to design yourself."

"He is like playing," said Mr. Jiang. "Trademarks and packaging, these designs are related to the image of the brand and the impression consumers see when they first see something. It is full of professional content..."

"How can I know if I haven't tried it?" Duan Feifan felt that Mr. Jiang was right, but he still couldn't help but refute it, "After all, I know the best about what I want."

"Yes, yes," said Mr. Jiang.

These two words instantly brought Duan Feifan back to the time he was in high school when facing his class teacher.

"I think..." Duan Feifan stopped halfway, feeling that he hadn't figured it out for a while. Perhaps this alone face-to-face scene made him a little nervous and his mind had not yet recovered.

"If you want to open this store well," said Mr. Jiang, "don't follow him everything. He may have ideas and a little bit of it. He knows how a store operates, but he is far less familiar with the sauce beef."

"I understand what you mean." Duan Feifan nodded.

Mr. Jiang’s entry point is very magical. His serious look made him feel that Mr. Jiang came here for their online store, which is not even half-length.

"I'm not saying that my son is not good. I also hope he can do something and hone it," said Mr. Jiang. "But he does things based on interest. If he is interested, he does it well. If he doesn't have much interest, he doesn't want to see it at all."

Duan Feifan nodded without saying a word.

"President Dapao was with him before, so I can still know what he had," said Mr. Jiang. "Now I can only ask indirectly. He doesn't contact his family very much."

Although Mr. Jiang said this a little pitiful, Duan Feifan immediately grasped the point.

Jiang Kuo! Did you hear it! Cannon is indeed Mr. Jiang’s inside line!

Mr. Jiang also wants to develop me into an insider!

"Are you all grown up?" Duan Feifan smiled.

"That's not true. Cannon is older than you, it's not like him..." Mr. Jiang looked at him, "How is your relationship with your family? Is that the same?"

"It's almost the same," Duan Feifan said, "mainly, I'm close to home."

"Is Niu Sandao?" Mr. Jiang asked.

"Yes." Duan Feifan nodded, "It will take only a few minutes to go to school."

"Niu Sandao..." Mr. Jiang looked at him, "Is your uncle's family doing it?"

Duan Feifan reacted, looked at Mr. Jiang, and nodded: "Yes."

"Where are your parents?" Mr. Jiang asked.

"Diet," Duan Feifan said, "My mom... can't see me normally, and my dad is in jail."

Mr. Jiang was stunned for a moment, and the time was very short: "That's how it is."

"My dad is about to be released from prison in August this year." Duan Feifan didn't plan to hide it.

"Oh." Mr. Jiang took a sip of tea.

The waiter started serving the dishes, and their conversation paused temporarily.

Duan Feifan's mind was a little confused. He thought that Mr. Jiang would ask something else directly, but he didn't expect that he would touch on this issue after all.

Although he didn't mind telling others about his family, this person was Mr. Jiang and Jiang Kuo's father after all.

This is somewhat uncomfortable to say.

"How many years have it been?" Mr. Jiang asked again after the waiter left.

"Ten years." Duan Feifan replied.

Mr. Jiang was silent for a while: "Then it's not easy for you."

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