Jeff had come entirely for Ding Ding this time.
Shipping from Chinese ports was more convenient than from India. He had returned to his home country a while ago to move the office there to China, where he would be based from now on.
Costs in M City were low across the board, and with Ding Ding there too, it had become Jeff's clear first choice.
When Jeff mentioned renting an office, Ding Ding sent him the property agent Xiao Li's contact details without a second thought.
After they finished discussing business, Jeff showed no intention of leaving. He watched Bai Congming on the folding lounge chair for a while and said Ding Ding was really lucky.
"Is this what you call..." Jeff thought for a moment. "Children of the stars?"
Children of the stars.
That term was generally used to refer to autistic children. Ding Ding did not think Little Bai was one, and he liked the idea of using such a starkly real term to describe his Little Bai even less.
"If I had to say," Ding Ding said, never having been so cultured before, "he is a flower fairy."
He was a flower fairy.
Jeff burst out laughing and wholeheartedly agreed. After all, he had never seen anyone wear so many colors at once and still look so good.
They chatted on and off. When visitors came, Jeff helped greet them and even asked them to keep their voices down so they would not disturb the sleeping flower fairy.
Everyone who came and went was accommodating.
That rare touch of human warmth brought Ding Ding considerable gains. By the time Bai Congming woke, there was barely room on the table for all the fabric samples and business cards.
After four thirty that afternoon, the exhibition grew much