In the evening, Lin Shi finished dinner early and lay on the sofa watching the bloody family ethics drama at 8 o'clock.

Now Lin Shi is the most idle person in the family. Lin Yin is helping Song Qingyu with his homework. His brother is a very well-behaved child and usually adheres to the principle of finishing homework before playing.

Lin Shi shook her head and lamented that she didn't understand the world of academic masters. As expected, the childhood without going to school was the happiest childhood.

While watching TV, Lin Shi suddenly heard the sound of the door opening.

"Dad!" Lin Shi jumped off the sofa and ran to the door.

"Hey, my little baby."

As soon as Song Maoting entered the door, he saw his daughter rushing towards him and hugging his thigh.

"Are Shi Shi well behaved at home today? What did you do?"

"Dad is back?" Lin Yin poked her head out of the study when she heard the noise outside.

Seeing Song Maoting who had just walked in, he smiled and said: "The dishes are hot in the pot. You have to eat first. I need to help Qingyu with his homework."

"Okay." Song Maoting responded softly.

"Mom, go and do your work. I'll help you eat with dad."

As he spoke, Lin Shi reached out to take Song Maoting's briefcase, and while holding his father's hand towards the dinner table, he proudly counted out the things he had done today one by one.

Song Maoting took out the rice to heat for herself in the pot and listened carefully to her daughter's chatter while eating.

He enjoys his daughter's talk and spends less time with her since he started his business.

Every day when he gets home, his daughter will talk to him about what he did today while eating, which makes Song Maoting feel that he is involved in his daughter's life.

Lin Shi poured out what he had done today like pouring beans, took a deep breath, and drank the water in front of him.

"Dad, Shi Shi has finished talking. Dad, what did you do today?"

Song Maoting was eating when he heard his daughter's sudden change of topic and was stunned for a moment.

"Dad, dad has been working all day today." After Song Maoting finished speaking, he saw a look of disgust on his daughter's face.

Song Maoting: Just work, what’s the point of boring work?

"Dad, you can't be like this. I've told you everything, and now you're perfunctory with me! Humph!"

"Hahahahahaha, who did you learn to talk from? You even know how to use it perfunctorily." Song Maoting laughed after hearing this.

"Dad really works all day long. There's nothing good to say about dad's work."

"No, I talked to you so carefully and in so many words, and you only said these few words to me, it's not fair!"

Lin Shi had a naughty expression on his face, and his mouth was pouted so high that he could almost hang an oil drum.

Lin Shi glanced at Song Maoting and then said, "Dad, if you don't do this, you will just say whatever I ask you."

Lin Shi planned to use this method to learn about the work her father did.

Lin Yin and Song Maoting usually wouldn't talk about work issues in front of her at home, so she knew very little about Song Maoting's affairs.

"Okay, you ask and I answer, okay?"

"Dad, what do you do at work? What are you doing?"

"My father has to communicate with foreign customers at work. He has to find what kind of products they want. After he finds them, he buys them and then sells them to foreign customers. His daily job is to find more foreign customers.

, find a way to get them to buy the products that Dad has."

Lin Shi nodded while listening, and continued to ask: "Dad, what kind of things do you sell? Can you show it to Shi Shi?"

"Okay, can I take you to the study room after Dad has finished washing the dishes?" Song Maoting replied while putting away the dishes.

Lin Shi agreed happily. She was very happy that Song Maoting took her questions seriously and answered them without hesitation, instead of perfunctoryly thinking that she was a three-year-old child.

This is also the reason why Lin Shi likes this family. She found that neither Lin Yin nor Song Maoting were the same as the parents she knew.

When washing dishes, Lin Shi followed Song Maoting like a little tail. Song Maoting almost laughed out loud when he saw her impatient look.

"Okay, let's go to the study room and see how mom and brother are doing with their homework."

Song Maoting took his briefcase and led Lin Shi to the study.

As soon as he entered the study, he saw his mother, Lin Yin, teaching his brother to do homework, "Dad." When Song Maoting opened the door and came in, Song Qingyu said hello obediently.

The study is spacious and bright, but the decoration can tell that it has a certain age.

Against the wall is a row of solid wood bookcases, which are filled with books. The lower ones are filled with books that the brother and sister like, and the ones placed higher up are mostly books from parents and grandparents.

When you enter the door, you can see a solid wood desk. The desk is very spacious. There is a desktop computer on the inside table. This is where Song Maoting usually works after returning home from work. There are two ordinary high chairs on the outside.

This is where Song Qingyu usually does his homework. Please download the novel app to read the latest content

"Well, dad just came in to show your sister his usual work. He will go out later and won't disturb you for long."

"Shi Shi wants to see your work?" Lin Yin asked curiously.

"Yes, I told my father what I did today, so my father also told Shi Shi what he did today." Lin Shi immediately replied confidently with his hands on his hips after hearing Lin Yin's question.

"I want to see it too." Song Qingyu became curious when he heard that it was his sister who wanted to see it.

Song Maoting walked to the office chair and sat down. At the same time, he picked up Lin Shi, who was only as high as the desk, and put him on his lap.

"Then come and take a look." After saying that, he turned on the computer.

Lin Yin looked at her son and followed him around, but she also followed him helplessly.

Originally it was just Lin Shi who wanted to take a look, but now the whole family was gathered around the computer, waiting to see Song Maoting's report.

Song Maoting opened the emails he usually used to communicate with clients, selected a few larger clients, and opened the files to show to his daughter and son.

"This is Dad's biggest customer at present, and this is the product Dad sells to customers. This thing is called an ironing board, which Mom usually uses to iron Dad's clothes."

"Shi Shi's clothes are usually wrinkled, but after they are ironed on this board, they will become flat and won't be wrinkled when Shi Shi wears them again. Do you understand?"

"I understand." Lin Shi and Song Qingyu said in unison.

Song Maoting opened the website again and showed her daughter several products with relatively large orders.

Lin Shi looked at the ironing board on the screen and roughly knew it. She had never used this kind of vertical ironing board once in her previous life.

In China, people generally use garment steamers, but the ironing technology of garment steamers is not as good as that of irons. However, garment steamers basically meet daily needs, so most people around me use garment steamers. Now it seems

, foreign countries have always had the habit of using ironing boards.

After reading the products of several major customers mentioned by Song Maoting, Lin Shi realized that there are still big differences between foreign household products and domestic ones. Most foreign household products are mainly iron products, and some iron shelf storage products seem to be more popular.
Chapter completed!