Ken arrived at the company very early. He first went back to the top floor to change his clothes and, by the way, sort out some of his clothes. He had already decided to move in with them. He didn't want to be worried every day, and he wanted to change Zhuang Bao's attitude. He wanted her to know that he was determined to pester her for the rest of their lives. And hadn't he already promised to teach Weixin to play the violin? Thinking of the violin, he immediately made a phone call to France... After ringing for a while, a woman answered.
"Su? It's me, Ken."
"Ha! It's rare for you to call me. What's up? Where are you now?" Su was a rather casual woman because she was the youngest child in Ken's family.
"I'm in Taiwan," Ken continued, "Could you help me find my violin?"
"Is Taiwan that boring? Or is it too romantic? Has it finally made you think of the violin?" Su was surprised by his request. Since Ken graduated from school and started helping his eldest brother with the family business, he hadn't touched the violin for many years. He didn't even take it out during family gatherings like Thanksgiving, Christmas, and New Year... It was really incredible that he was suddenly asking her to find it for him today.
"I want to teach my future son how to play it. So please send it to me as soon as you find it. I'll e-mail you the address later," Ken said.
"What? What? What did you say?" Su suspected that she had misheard. He had mentioned a son!
Ken knew this news was really shocking. He had a woman he wanted to marry and a smart kid he liked.
"I said I want to teach someone to play the violin myself," Ken repeated.
"Who?... You just said... a future son? Do you want to adopt a child?" Su could only guess like this. Everyone knew that her brothers didn't have any steady girlfriends.
"I'm also going to marry the child's mother," Ken didn't hide anything. "Hey, wish me luck in winning the beauty's heart."
"This is so surprising. Am I the first one to be informed?" Su asked.
"Yes... Ah! I have to go. Chander is coming to find me. Please take care of the violin matter," Ken hung up the phone and greeted Chander cheerfully with a "Good morning".
"Did you come back last night?" Chander asked bluntly.
"Wasn't it you who told me to go with her?" Ken propped his chin with his hands.
"So, how did things go?" Chander pulled up a chair and sat down opposite him.
"She wasn't angry. She was just in a low mood," Ken said a bit proudly. "Weixin, her son, likes music. And I even promised to teach him to play the violin."
"Oh? Does he have a talent for music?" Chander wasn't surprised at all. If that kid was Ken's biological son, he should have some interest in music.
"You know what? He's just in primary school, but he can already play Beethoven. I don't think the piano is a challenge for him. That's why he wants to take on the violin," Ken was really showing off, feeling extremely proud.
Chander saw Ken's proud smile and was infected by his joy, so he also laughed. "Ken, you look like a silly dad showing off his treasure everywhere."
"Hey! Not many people are as lucky as me. It's not easy to have an excellent son fall from the sky. Bao'er, as a woman, has raised the child so well. Do you think I should give up on such a woman?" Ken said.
"Of course not. If you give up, you'll lose the most precious thing in your life," Chander thought: It seemed that Bao'er and her son didn't recognize Ken last night. This was really extremely curious.
"Yes, so I've decided to move in with them, get along well with them, and let them get used to my presence," Ken pointed to the bulging travel bag on the floor.
"Ken, I have a question for you. How are you going to settle them down in the future? You can't stay in Taiwan forever, right? What will you do then?" Chander raised this question.
"I think I'll discuss this issue with them as soon as possible. If Bao'er or Weixin really can't adapt to different environments around the world, I'll ask my eldest brother to let me stay in Taiwan and not go anywhere else if necessary," Ken had already thought about this problem, so he answered easily.
Chander advised him, "I think you should communicate with the boss in advance to avoid any unexpected plans from him. And you should also mention it to your family. In case they can't accept it, it will be really troublesome."
"Thank you, Chan. You're truly my good friend. I think my family will accept them," Ken felt lucky.
"Not necessarily. Have you forgotten the boss's knot? Because your dad remarried your mom, he has always thought that your mom was the mistress who destroyed the beautiful marriage between his mom and your dad. So he has always had a prejudice against Chinese women. Don't you remember?" Chander continued, "That's why you feel you owe him a debt, and you gave up your musical talent to help him expand the company's business?"
"I just thought that of course you help your own family," Ken said.
"Yes, if it were me, I would probably do the same," Chander stood up and walked to the window. "If you need any help, don't forget to count me in. I also owe you a favor."
"Chan, when did I do you a favor? I don't remember such a thing," Ken walked to the window and stood beside him.
Chander looked at him.
"You want to forget? I don't," Chander said.
Ken put his right hand on Chander's shoulder.
"Chan, the most important thing now should be to win Bao'er over, right?" Ken said.
"I'll try to feel out the boss for you. In case he still hates Chinese women, at least it won't be you meeting him, so we can avoid possible conflicts," Chander also patted his shoulder. A bosom friend was hard to find in a lifetime.
"I don't think it will be that bad," Ken said.
"You never know! Who can figure out what's on his mind?" Chander didn't dare to make any assumptions.
After talking with Ken, Chander immediately went back to the office and told Ziyun about the itinerary. "Ziyun, go back and pack these two days. Get your passport and visa ready. You're coming back to the head office with me."
"Ah?" Ziyun didn't have time to react. "What kind of visa?"
"Of course, the visa for the United States! What's going on? Why is this office in such a mess?" Chander frowned. The office was in an incredibly messy state, as if it had been robbed.
"I'm looking for some materials," Ziyun looked around. "Where is it messy?" In fact, compared with Ziyun's room, this was already considered tidy. She had just casually stacked the materials she had just read on the carpet, the table, the chair... everywhere.
"This isn't messy? My goodness! Usually, you work so meticulously. I thought... Alas! Forget it. Everyone has a strange side," Chander didn't want to argue anymore.
The reason he had hired her as his assistant was not only because of her professionalism but also because she gave him the feeling of being as lively as a boy.
"Forget it. Go and do what you need to do," Chander said.
"Okay, but I'm telling you. You can't just tidy up for me casually. I've classified everything according to my plan. You mustn't touch it," Ziyun said seriously.
"With it like this, do you think I still dare to stay in this office?" Chander was really defeated by her.
"Hey, you know it!" Ziyun smiled proudly. "Ah! How long will we be gone?" She suddenly thought of this.
"What are we going for?" Chander asked.
"It's a routine meeting. It will probably take about a week to a month," Chander answered.