My Wife Is a Superstar novel Chapter 63

“I remember,” said Nan Chen in a softer and kinder voice, “hello.”

Jiang Zhe was moved to tears. How many years had it been since he last heard his employer speak that softly and nicely? No, wait, it hadn’t been years because Nan Chen had never spoken that way before.

In all his years working for Nan Chen, Jiang Zhe had only ever heard Nan Chen use cold and emotionless tones to talk to, yell at, and even diss others, but he had NEVER heard Nan Chen being so sweet.

Was that what the ancient wise men meant when they say that everyone can change for even metallic rods can be turned soft? Seriously, who was the amazing human being on the other side of the line?

“Yay! Uncle Nan Chen remembers me! Hah! I knew it! I’m too cute to be forgotten, but do you remember what you promised me?” asked the owner of the cute voice.

“Remind me,” said Nan Chen in an even sweeter voice.

“You promised you’d take me out for a meal. I waited and waited, but you never called me so I decided to call you.” “I understand you’re busy, but I’m busy too! I have to go to school and get up early to make mommy breakfast. Very busy indeed.”

Nan Chen wondered who the kid’s mother was and thought of that woman as despicably lazy for letting a kid make her breakfast.

“So?” Nan Chen asked with a grin.

“So I took some time off today to invite you to have a meal together. I even put on a pretty dress just for you!”

“Today? Today’s a little….”

“I knew it! You’re going to reject my offer. I’m so sad. Top executives are so difficult. I’m going to invite someone else!” said the child who hadn’t even outgrown her baby voice yet.

Nan Chen didn’t know how to respond to that. He couldn’t explain how important that banquet was to a child, and he didn’t need to either.

Nan Chen rarely gave any explanation as to why he did what he did because it didn’t matter if it’s right or wrong. All it mattered was whether he was happy with it or not. Besides, he believed that nothing was ever right or wrong; it was all just a matter of perspectives.

However, in that particular instance, Nan Chen wanted to explain himself, but he didn’t know how to do so.

Should he tell her that this banquet could decide the fate of a massive project? Or that everyone at that banquet was important politicians and business tycoons? Or that refusing to attend that banquet would mean being impolite to a royal family?

None of that mattered to a child because she only cared about why he refused to spend time with her.

“It’s okay, Uncle Nan Chen, you work. I won’t bother you.”

Nan Chen could hear the child’s disappointment through the phone so out of the blue, he said, “Where are you right now? I’ll go pick you up and we’ll have a meal together.

Jiang Zhe turned his head around to face Nan Chen then pointed at his watch to remind Nan Chen that it’s almost time for the plane to depart.

Nan Chen ignored Jiang Zhe’s warning.

“Really?” said Erbao happily through the phone, “You’re really going to come to get me? And we’ll go have a meal together?”

“Yes, really,” said Nan Chen who was relieved to hear that the kid was delighted.

“Then I’ll add your number to my WeChat contact list and send my location to you. What’s your WeChat number?”

Nan Chen rarely used the WeChat app, and the app wasn’t installed in the emergency phone so Nan Chen signaled Jiang Zhe.

Jiang Zhe took out his phone and quickly entered a series of numbers on the screen. That was the WeChat number that the company had registered for Nan Chen, and the profile picture was the logo of the corporation.

“My WeChat number is……” said Nan Chen who soon received and accepted Erbao’s friend request. Upon confirmation, Erbao sent him her coordinates.

“Mr. Chen, we can’t afford to…”

“Cancel it,” said Nan Chen.

“But didn’t you just promise……”

“Cancel Europe Trip.”

So Nan Chen wasn’t ordering Jiang Zhe to cancel the deal he just made, but to cancel the trip to Europe?