The taxi stopped downstairs. Wang Yan got out, retrieved two large suitcases, and walked straight into the building.
"Boss Wang's back from Hong Kong."
Teacher Kong, who taught children piano, had no lessons that day since all the children were at school. He could only leave his door open for ventilation and entertain himself. Seeing Wang Yan passing his doorway, he greeted him with a smile.
Wang Yan responded with a grin, unlocked his door, and entered his apartment. Though he had been gone for over a month, there was no dust in the place. He had given the key to Teacher Ge. The old fellow never stopped grumbling, but he did get the work done and had kept the place clean.
After opening his suitcases and sorting through the various things he had brought back, Wang Yan headed out again, this time to Teacher Kong's home.
He took out a box. "Teacher Kong, I saw quite a few places in Hong Kong. I passed by an instrument store, and since I don't know much about this stuff, I bought you a flute. It wasn't expensive, and maybe they sell them here too, but it's the thought that counts. I hear you playing piano and practicing vocals every day—my ears are practically growing calluses. Change things up a little. Play the flute."
"Oh my, Boss Wang, I don't even know whether I should thank you or scold you. You went all the way to Hong Kong and still remembered to bring me something. In any case, thank you. Then I won't stand on ceremony."
"You shouldn't stand on ceremony. All right, I won't disturb you, Teacher Kong. I brought things for Teacher Chen and Teacher Shi too." Wang Yan waved with a smile.
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