There were all kinds of toys and entertainment facilities on the 6th floor. It was filled with children's laughter.
"Boss, what are you planning to buy?" Virgil followed closely behind William.
William looked around the shops. "I don't know."
They were silent for a moment. "Then why don't you just buy the whole floor?" Virgil chuckled.
"That's a good idea." William rubbed his chin. "Go find their manager. I'll arrange the negotiation."
Virgil didn't expect that his boss would take his joke seriously. He stumbled and almost fell down. He then quickly pulled William's sleeve. "Boss, you don't have to do this."
"Why not?" William furrowed his brows. "As long as I pay them, they wouldn't mind selling it, right? Otherwise, I would buy this shopping mall. I'll bring my son and daughter here so they could enjoy themselves. They can do whatever they want."
"Boss..." Virgil grabbed William's arm tightly. "Are you heartbroken? Is that why you created a son and a daughter in your imagination? If so... That's called hypochondriasis..."
"I think you have hypochondriasis!" William frowned. "I have two children. A boy and a girl. Do you understand? So cut that crap about hypochondriasis!"
"Well..." Virgil scratched his head. "Mary Lu... Mary..."
"You should address her as Mrs. Lan. She's my wife."
A cold sweat broke out on Virgil's forehead. He placed his hand over his forehead. 'The Boss is so shameless. He's divorced Mary, yet he still calls her his wife.' Virgil then recalled that Mary had two children. "Yes, Mrs. Lan... Are you sure those are your children?"
"Of course!" William glared at him. When he thought of the little face that resembled him a lot, his expression softened. "They are my children. Do you remember the little girl who visited our company once? That little girl. She came here all alone."
"The little girl who was looking for Victor?"
"Yes." William nodded proudly. "She's my daughter."
"Oh my God!" Virgil's jaw dropped. "For real? "
"Of course it's true." William assured him. If he had known earlier, he would've asked the little girl's surname and followed her to see her elder brother. Then he would have recognized the little boy with one look. How could he waste so much time? How could he have divorced Mary?
William felt terrible just thinking about it! He frowned.
"Boss, why are your children so grown up?"
At Virgil's question, the frown on William's face deepened. He didn't say anything. He just knew that his children had grown up before he had met them...
"Are the two children a pigeon pair?" Seeing his facial expression, Virgil asked William hurriedly.
"Yes, they are." William came to his senses and smiled.
"Boss, you're so awesome!" Virgil gave him a thumbs up. "Pigeon pair! It's just like winning the lottery!"
The smile on William's face widened because of Virgil's flattery.
"Good day, gentlemen. What can I do for you?" While the two men were talking, a saleslady came up to them.
"Well..." Virgil placed his finger on his chin. "We're looking for gifts for children."
"How old are they?"
"Boss, how old are they?" Hearing that, William raised his eyebrow and thought for a while. "About three years old, less than four years old."
"Boys or girls?"
"Both," Virgil replied.
"You must have a happy family, sir." The saleslady smiled. "You have a son and a daughter."
The corners of William's mouth twitched. He never knew that life could feel this wonderful.
"Sir, how about this plane model?" The saleslady held it up. "It's controlled via smart remote. This plane model is a very popular toy."
"Yes, not bad." William nodded.
"These toy guns are also good."
"Okay." William pointed at a pile of toys. "Except for these, pack the rest for me, please."
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