[Chapter 483: Someone Likes to Be a Dad]
Some people's thinking styles were certainly unconventional. No matter if you had a satellite phone or not, we were discussing mobility, and how could you expect me to install an external antenna?
However, at that moment, he didn't have the time to concern himself with such matters.
"Honey, take it easy. I haven't had my period this month. Could it be..."
"Geez, silly girl, why didn't you say so earlier? We should hurry and find a doctor."
The little beauty cast him an annoyed glance. "You were in such a rush. I was about to mention it, and then you went on like that."
"Alright, alright, my bad. How about we try something else?"
"Don't! That makes me nervous. Just be gentle."
"Let's not, just in case you are really pregnant. I've heard that hormone stuff isn't good. We should get everything checked out first."
"Yeah, I'll go with what you say."
Going to the doctor in the United States is basically a disaster. Don't believe those TV shows. If you have a grudge against someone, you could always call them an ambulance. They'd be swift, but when you received the bill, just don't be upset.
As for finding a doctor on your own, expect to wait about six months. But William White didn't have to face those troubles. Not only did he have a personal doctor, but he also served on the board of a private hospital, so no one made this big shot wait.
"Congratulations, Mr. White. The baby is healthy and there are no issues."
"Thank you, Dr. George. I believe I'll need a medical team."
"Of course, that's no problem at all."
"Thank you."
After exchanging pleasantries with the doctor, he still had to console the little beauty. Having a child meant that continuing to stay away just wouldn't do.
He already felt quite shameless, and it was hard to comprehend how he still had the nerve to think that way.
What he didn't know was that the little beauty was just as conflicted. Although this rascal was nice to her, what did it really mean now?
For women, the word 'love' carried a sense of exclusivity, yet the guy she had encountered was just all over the place.
But having a child didn't seem too bad; that Japanese assistant had given him a daughter after all. It seemed not many people criticized him for that. As for the little one, she was practically being treated like royalty.
Maybe walking the red carpet together would be out of the question, although this guy still seemed to have some sense. Her father wasn't so particular, leaving the three of them to enjoy life on his own.
"Michelle, you should come over to my place. I've arranged for the medical team, and your people can stay with you."
"Okay, I'll listen to you."
"Stop worrying. I'll make sure things are set for you and the kid. You know I can't give you certain things, but I won't neglect the rest."
"Yeah, I know."
William White said all of this. Though it sounded callous, it had to be acknowledged. His life had probably always been this way. Being a wealthy bachelor had its perks.
It was impossible to say she felt no resentment. However, the level of demand for this rascal was really beyond description. Well, even if he married her, there was no way he'd be the kind to stay faithful.
...
"Ha ha, Boss, you're getting me another sister-in-law?" Jason laughed lecherously.
"Ugh, Jason, sometimes wealth can be a burden, really; I can only manage things this way. As for feelings, there's something there, but it's just mixed up with too many material concerns, making it tough to decide."
Hearing William White say that, Jason sobered up. Sure, everyone saw the glamorous side of this guy, but who understood his pain?
"Boss, you're still young; you shouldn't have to think about all this, right?"
William White shook his head with a bitter smile. "My parents were also young, but life can throw unexpected curves. Who really knows?"
"Yeah, you're right. After I've got my own money, I didn't care much about the family's conditions. This trip back to San Francisco has eased things up a bit with my siblings."
When the mention of San Francisco hit William's ears, he paused. It suddenly dawned on him why he had been feeling so uneasy lately.
That's right, October was almost here -- San Francisco's big earthquake. Thinking of this, William White took a puff of his cigar and laughed. "Jason, Dinosaur Island is finished! I'm planning a big party this time, and everyone can bring their families. Let's invite your parents; don't forget your siblings either; I want all executives from my companies there."
"Boss, October? Wouldn't it be better to throw it around Christmas or New Year?"
"Are you kidding? Those are days meant for family! This is a paid vacation, everything covered. Ha ha, just so you know, I made a killing on that Japanese deal; we're going big this time." William White felt the need to justify himself.
"Boss, it sounds like it's going to be pretty costly."
"Pfft, this will be a regular thing. Activities like this can build employee camaraderie, so let's make it October 15."
"Alright, you're the boss; it's your call."
...
William White was indeed quite willful. Any casual decision he made held immense influence.
In no time, the entire company was in a frenzy. They couldn't figure out why their boss was acting so crazy. Still, it was certainly extravagant.
Normally, a policy to reward employees might involve maybe two plane tickets. Everything else was on them, and the boss wouldn't intervene. But this time, families were included and no limit on numbers.
Within a couple of days, the news about the luxurious trip spread like wildfire. The regular folks could only admire this whimsical billionaire.
Having a big-spending boss was indeed lucky for the employees. The employer least favored by the unions could somehow maintain his seat at the top of the best employer list, which was quite a miracle.
William White's employees knew to avoid bothering the boss. Want a raise? Sure, but you better have the performance to back it up.
As for using the union as leverage, that was possible too; you'd just better be ready to head home afterward. In any company under William White's umbrella, negotiation was futile -- you'd be out the door immediately.
After all these years, no one dared to provoke him anymore. The unions had taken a hard hit and were too frustrated to stir up trouble. You reap what you sow; that was the corporate culture William White had set, and no one got anything for nothing.
Though the lavish trip was outrageous, the unions weren't overly surprised; they knew best. Employee perks like this were far from rare in William White's companies.
He was the only one in the entire world who could hire a French chef to cook for his staff. If you still weren't happy with that, honestly, you were probably better off starting your own business.
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