"No worries, no worries, I just didn't explain myself clearly earlier," Jiang Changhai considerately provided an out.
Teacher Liu cleared her throat embarrassedly before whispering, "Then, Jiang Mianmian's dad, please put in an order for twenty jin of cotton for me."
"Sure, I will definitely reserve it for you," Jiang Changhai nodded happily. Just by making a round at the school, he had secured orders for fifty jin of cotton from individual customers.
Teacher Liu, thinking of Jiang Mianmian's self-study, felt she should give her father a heads up first. "Jiang Mianmian's dad, there's something about Jiang Mianmian I want to talk to you about."
When Jiang Changhai heard it was about his own daughter, he immediately perked up with utmost attention, "Go ahead, go ahead."
