Everyone was silent.
Such a sudden remark stunned everyone present at the meeting.
Even Sam, who was next to him, was taken aback for a moment. Then he looked at Maddox with panic in his eyes and whispered, "Young Master Yardley..."
One of the senior shareholders adjusted his glasses and looked at Maddox, "Young Master Yardley, what did you just say? Please say it again. I didn't quite catch it the first time."
Maddox's mind was filled with thoughts of buying gifts for his son, so he blurted out naturally.
"What do kids like?"
Most of the people in this meeting were middle- aged men. Some of them were old enough to have children and grandchildren, but they were not yet retired.
They were all fathers or grandfathers. They had many children in their families, so they must know what children liked.
One of the middle-aged men looked at the person next to him. Both had disbelief in their eyes.
"Why was Maddox asking what children would like in a meeting?"
Why would he ask such a question that had nothing to do with work? However, they were all businessmen. What hadn't they seen before?
After looking at each other for a while, they soon reacted.
One of them asked, "Young Master Yardley, are you looking to buy a gift for a child?"
"Yes," Maddox pursed his lips and nodded, frowning.
"I know the answer. Children generally like cute things. You can't go wrong there."
"Cute?" Maddox was confused. He squinted his eyes and asked, "For example?"
"For example, dolls or toys. If not, maybe building blocks. There's a variety now. My wife often buys them for my daughter."
Maddox was speechless.
Daughter.
Suddenly, he felt it was not a bad idea to have a daughter, but... Minerva had a son.
"Wait a minute, we haven't made things clear yet. Why are you giving him suggestions already?"
Seeing that Maddox was interested, everyone wanted to pitch in. The meeting turned into a competition to suck up to him.
"May I ask, is the gift you want for a boy or a girl? There is a big difference between what boys and girls like. If you get the wrong gift, that would be embarrassing."
"Yes," Maddox nodded in agreement. "A boy."
"If it's for a boy, you can give him toy models as a gift."
"Toy models?"
Maddox was no stranger to this word, but... he hadn't realized that children could play with them as well.
"I'm talking about the kind specially designed for children. For boys, they are usually cheekier. They like different things from girls, like gaming devices and race cars."
"Young Master Yardley, our family usually..."
Everyone started giving their own suggestions and speaking over each other. Maddox grimaced at the noise and pursed his lips.
After a while, he shouted.
"Sam."
"Huh?"
Sam, who suddenly had his name called, was a little out of it so he answered 'huh' subconsciously.
But soon, he got up and walked to Maddox.
"Sir, what can I do for you?"
Maddox glanced at him and pursed his lips. "Write down what they are saying."
Sam looked at him incredulously.
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