The little thing has a sharp eye and immediately separated from a group of friends.

"Little fat man," Jiang Shan rubbed Xiao Bai's head: "Look, what did the third uncle buy for you."

At this moment, Jiang Xiaobai looked hard at the sky blue stroller that had landed on the ground.

A pair of big eyes widened, and he rubbed his two chubby hands together nervously and excitedly: "Uncle Third, what is this?"

"It's a tricycle," Jiang Shan picked up Xiaobai with one hand and stuffed it into the seat: "Here, let Uncle San see if you can ride."

The small courtyard was particularly noisy during the summer vacation, with 7 or 8 children of about the same age all gathered around.

He was chirping and looked even more excited than Xiaobai.

"This is a tricycle. My cousin's family has bought it a long time ago." One of the little boys, aged 6 or 7, his eyes widened when he saw Xiaobai's tricycle.

A pair of hands touched back and forth: "Jiang Xiaobai, come down and I will teach you how to ride."

"Come on over and play, let's see what you can do." The third uncle quickly held down his little nephew who was about to get off the car.

Comrade Jiang Shan is not generous at all in this regard, and the two honest children at home can't be taught no matter how hard they teach them.

The remote-controlled excavator that was originally brought to Xiaobai from Japan was kidnapped by the child in front of him within a few days.

It wasn't until Jiang's mother asked about it that the other parent returned a bunch of parts with a look of displeasure.

"Uncle Jiang," the little boy took a fancy to the red tricycle in Jiang Shan's hand again: "I don't want Xiaobai's tricycle anymore. Please put this one down."

"Haha, Uncle Jiang will teach you. Go home quickly and ask your mother to take you to the department store. There are tricycles of all colors there."

When the little boy heard this, he immediately stopped talking.

In just a few seconds, he turned around and disappeared.

"Xiaobai knows how to ride,"

"Oh, Xiaobai, ride faster."

Following a cry, Jiang Shan lowered his head and saw that the little fat man was riding his newly purchased tricycle around the yard with a smile on his face.

"Oh~"

The fleshy little butt is twisting from side to side.

From time to time, he makes a few worried noises, which is really cute.

"Not bad, our Xiaobai rides really well," Jiang Shan said happily: "Go, ride home and show Xiaoyu a ride."

"Okay," Jiang Xiaobai immediately rode over happily: "Sister, come out and see me..."

When the bright moon climbed onto the roof again, Jiang Hai pushed his bicycle slowly out of the courtyard:

"Third brother, I've cost you money again this time."

"I bought it for my child," Jiang Shan flicked the cigarette ashes in his hand: "It's not a waste of money."

Although he knew that his brother had a strong foundation, Jiang Hai still felt that the other party spent too much:

"Third brother, don't spend too much money on your children in the future. Don't you still have great use for them?"

"Don't worry, brother, I know it."

Accompanying the boss all the way out of the small courtyard, two cigarettes flickered brightly and dimly in the dark night.

"Tomorrow is the weekend," Jiang Hai said slowly: "Your work is about to be published, are you nervous?"

"Haha," Jiang Shan was thinking about this: "It would be a lie to say that I am not nervous, but it is useless if I am nervous."

"I think it shouldn't be a big problem, and Lao Cai and the others also think it's good."

"Let's see how the market reacts first."

"What time will you leave tomorrow?" Jiang Hai looked at his watch and asked, "I'll come over in advance to see you off."

"No, second brother will take me to the train station!"

"That's fine," Jiang Hai nodded: "Be careful when you go out, and call the newspaper if you have anything."

In Jiang Hai's view, making Oriental Metropolis Daily better and better is not only his own work performance, but also the backbone of his two brothers.

The boss never takes money seriously, which is exactly the opposite of the second comrade.

"Brother is back?"

"Um."

At this moment, Jiang He looked at Jiang Shan, who was still busy at his desk: "You haven't finished your work yet? Why don't you have to send them all to Yanjing tomorrow?"

"I'll check it again," Jiang Shan arranged the manuscripts on the table: "Don't miss anything."

"That's right, it's better to be careful,"

Jiang He pondered for a while and then said: "Lao San, have you paid attention to the group of people selling toys in Pujiang?"

"I've seen it a few times in front of the cinema," Jiang Shan raised his head and thought for a moment: "But...it doesn't seem like they are from the Jiangning Toy Factory group."

"Absolutely not," Jiang Heke has been paying attention to this matter: "Let me tell you, there are several manufacturers selling animated dolls in Pujiang now."

"Yeah?"

Jiang Shan turned around and looked at the second child: "Are they all selling toys from animated movies?"

"It's exactly the same as the one you ordered before," Jiang He, who was sitting cross-legged on the bed, looked excited: "You were selling them for 20 cents each, right?"

"That's right, you'll make a dime after all the costs."

"They sold it for 2 cents at first, but later saw too many people selling it and dropped it to 15 cents. Now there are manufacturers charging 12 cents."

"They are all selling in front of the cinema?"

"How is it possible? You can see it everywhere in the park and in front of the market."

"Haha," Jiang Shan had already expected: "Molded plastic toys have no technical content at all. As long as they want, any toy factory can mass-produce them."

"I guess they are similar to the people at Jiangning Toy Factory. Seeing that this toy was selling well, they quickly produced a batch."

"Probably, otherwise there wouldn't be so many animated toys suddenly popping up on the market... I wonder how the comrades in Jiangning Toy Factory are doing now?"
Chapter completed!