Chapter 127: 127 – The Creation Of Zephyr
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"Well, yes, why not?" Ren asked. "I'll be your investor – don't bring outsiders in it. Wolf and Pax can also help. I'm sure you'll make us very rich very soon!"
Fang was in a daze.
Pax threw a sharp look at Ren. What on earth was the man up to now? Wasn't it better for Fang to grow with Sirocco? And even if he wanted Fang to rule over a business empire – wasn't Sirocco enough? Pax would happily hand over the CEO position to Fang the moment he expressed an interest in it – and he was sure that Ren would hand over the Chairman position to Fang very happily, too. Was this about building your own empire rather than being given someone else's? If so – then wasn't Ren being overly considerate of Fang's psyche?
"But – but what will I call it…?" Fang murmured absently.
"Why don't you call it Zephyr?" Ren suggested.
Fang blinked, and his purple eyes glowed like amethyst stones reflecting sunlight. "Ren…" he asked seriously. "Are you sure about this? Do you really want me to set up my own company?"
Ren shrugged. "It doesn't matter what I want," he said quietly. "Fang, this is about what you want. Do you want to build your own company from scratch? Do you want to grow with Sirocco? Do you want to stay away from business and focus only on SIMS? All of these are perfectly valid choices – and it is entirely up to you what you want to choose – and it's not just these. You can choose other things, too. I don't want to tell you what to do, Fang. What I want is for you to do what you want to do. I want you to follow your own heart, your own desires, your own ambitions."
Fang stared at Ren in a daze.
Ren sighed. "Look, Fang, it's not about ability. We all know that you are capable of doing anything and everything that you put your mind to. This is about what makes you happy, what makes you feel successful, what makes you feel like you are in control of your own life. You are free, and you are old enough and talented enough and responsible enough to make your own choices. I want you to do what you want to do – and all you need to know is that no matter what happens, I've got your back," he said.
Fang continued to stare at Ren for quite some time.
The tension in the room was so dense than Pax felt that you could cut it with a knife.
Finally, Fang looked away. "But what if my business ends up becoming a competition for Sirocco?" he asked in a small voice.
Ren sighed. "Why on earth are you worrying about that? Isn't that a good thing? If we have two of the best companies in our own family – then we can have a celebration at home regardless of whether Sirocco wins or Zephyr wins! Isn't that perfect?" he asked.
What kind of strange logic was that?! Pax thought internally, but he didn't dare to say it out loud. Ren really was too much when it came to pampering the ones he loved, he thought. The question that remained now was – what would Fang decide?
Ren's thoughts, on the other hand, were quite simple. In the original story line, it was about time for Fang to start his own company Zephyr – and he would have to struggle through a lot of hardships and humiliation and suffering to get the company to start running properly. However, since Ren was here, there was no way he would permit any harm to come to his beloved darling.
As for the idea about Fang starting his own company – Ren had been pondering over this question ever since the alcohol poisoning incident. He understood that Fang needed to achieve something with his own hands, to build something grand with his own hands to be able to feel worthy. No amount of mollycoddling or overbearing protection on Ren's part would make Fang feel secure. What Fang needed was to spread his own wings and take flight. Until Fang did that – until he achieved success completely by himself without anyone else's support – Fang would not feel worthy. And while it was difficult for Ren to let go of Fang like this and to let him struggle on his own when Ren could easily provide for him – he understood that Fang's psyche would never be completely repaired like this. So, Ren could only hang around in the background and look after his little darling from the shadows as he flew higher and higher. Ren would wait for Fang in the nest they were building together.
And something had been prompting Ren lately and telling him that it was important for Fang to build Zephyr – and that this event was something that could not be changed, no matter what else Ren had changed in the story line of this world. And Ren had relied on his instincts much too often in both his lives to ignore a clear indication like this. Thus, he had decided that he would lay this option before Fang, and then it would be up to Fang to take it up.
Fang, on the other hand, was stunned, to put it mildly. He could barely believe what Ren was saying – and he could barely believe that someone could love him and care for him so much that they would give him a carte blanche like this! How deeply did Ren care for him to be able to make a crazy suggestion like this? Surely Ren knew that if Fang built another company, that would not be a good thing for Sirocco? Wouldn't it make more sense for Ren to cajole Fang into growing with Sirocco instead? Just how generous was Ren's heart to be able to suggest something like this?
Or…could it be that Ren was testing Fang, and testing his loyalty to Ren? Fang's eyes narrowed and his gaze sharpened as he focussed his blazing purple eyes on Ren.
Ren's golden eyes were crystal clear and there was no guile and no deception in them. There was no doubt that Ren meant exactly what he had said to Fang just now.
And, Fang had to admit, the name 'Zephyr' made his nerves jingle. The name made him feel as if he was coming home, as if something that was torn within himself was being stitched together, as if something that was broken before was being repaired. It was a very, very strange feeling – but it felt so incredibly right that Fang didn't even know how to describe it.
"Can I?" he murmured. "Can I really?"
"Yes, you can," Ren told him firmly. "The question is not whether you can, my dear. The question is whether you want to."
"But – but Ren – won't I be betraying Sirocco – betraying you – if I start another company?" Fang cried, giving voice to the only thing that was holding him back. Other than this one huge worry, Fang realised just now that he wanted to build his own company, he wanted to establish his Zephyr – more than anything else in the world!
Ren sighed. "Why would you be betraying Sirocco or me?" he asked.
"But Sirocco has so many businesses – take this project for example – it could be done well by Sirocco – but if I take it up – I'll be taking away business from Sirocco, won't I?" Fang cried.
Ren laughed. "My little darling," he said fondly. "Do you think I'm not going to demand that you give me as many shares in Zephyr as you hold in Sirocco?" he asked. "Any money you make for Zephyr, I'm going to get a share there." He patted Fang's shoulder. "Besides, aren't you thinking too little of Sirocco and Pax and me? You think one small project like this will topple Sirocco?"
Pax finally couldn't control himself any more. "And to add to what Ren said – depending on how you build your Zephyr, Fang, don't you think that Sirocco and Zephyr could actually collaborate and take on even bigger and better projects on a global scale? Won't that mean more success for both Sirocco and Zephyr? We would have pots and pots of money coming in from both companies!" he said.
With Pax's support, Fang's last doubts were laid to rest. Pax was definitely the voice of reason for both Ren and Fang – and if Pax said that it was all right for Fang to start his own company – then it should be all right to start his own company. Pax was a creature of logic and reason – and he was not like Ren, who was always blinded by emotion and sentiment and affection and would give anything and everything to those he loved.
Ren would cry if he heard Fang's thoughts just now. Fortunately, he didn't.
"All right," Fang said, an excited gleam leaping into his purple eyes. "In that case, I want to start Zephyr and take up this project right away!"
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"Well, yes, why not?" Ren asked. "I'll be your investor – don't bring outsiders in it. Wolf and Pax can also help. I'm sure you'll make us very rich very soon!"
Fang was in a daze.
Pax threw a sharp look at Ren. What on earth was the man up to now? Wasn't it better for Fang to grow with Sirocco? And even if he wanted Fang to rule over a business empire – wasn't Sirocco enough? Pax would happily hand over the CEO position to Fang the moment he expressed an interest in it – and he was sure that Ren would hand over the Chairman position to Fang very happily, too. Was this about building your own empire rather than being given someone else's? If so – then wasn't Ren being overly considerate of Fang's psyche?
"But – but what will I call it…?" Fang murmured absently.
"Why don't you call it Zephyr?" Ren suggested.
Fang blinked, and his purple eyes glowed like amethyst stones reflecting sunlight. "Ren…" he asked seriously. "Are you sure about this? Do you really want me to set up my own company?"
Ren shrugged. "It doesn't matter what I want," he said quietly. "Fang, this is about what you want. Do you want to build your own company from scratch? Do you want to grow with Sirocco? Do you want to stay away from business and focus only on SIMS? All of these are perfectly valid choices – and it is entirely up to you what you want to choose – and it's not just these. You can choose other things, too. I don't want to tell you what to do, Fang. What I want is for you to do what you want to do. I want you to follow your own heart, your own desires, your own ambitions."
Fang stared at Ren in a daze.
Ren sighed. "Look, Fang, it's not about ability. We all know that you are capable of doing anything and everything that you put your mind to. This is about what makes you happy, what makes you feel successful, what makes you feel like you are in control of your own life. You are free, and you are old enough and talented enough and responsible enough to make your own choices. I want you to do what you want to do – and all you need to know is that no matter what happens, I've got your back," he said.
Fang continued to stare at Ren for quite some time.
The tension in the room was so dense than Pax felt that you could cut it with a knife.
Finally, Fang looked away. "But what if my business ends up becoming a competition for Sirocco?" he asked in a small voice.
Ren sighed. "Why on earth are you worrying about that? Isn't that a good thing? If we have two of the best companies in our own family – then we can have a celebration at home regardless of whether Sirocco wins or Zephyr wins! Isn't that perfect?" he asked.
What kind of strange logic was that?! Pax thought internally, but he didn't dare to say it out loud. Ren really was too much when it came to pampering the ones he loved, he thought. The question that remained now was – what would Fang decide?
Ren's thoughts, on the other hand, were quite simple. In the original story line, it was about time for Fang to start his own company Zephyr – and he would have to struggle through a lot of hardships and humiliation and suffering to get the company to start running properly. However, since Ren was here, there was no way he would permit any harm to come to his beloved darling.
As for the idea about Fang starting his own company – Ren had been pondering over this question ever since the alcohol poisoning incident. He understood that Fang needed to achieve something with his own hands, to build something grand with his own hands to be able to feel worthy. No amount of mollycoddling or overbearing protection on Ren's part would make Fang feel secure. What Fang needed was to spread his own wings and take flight. Until Fang did that – until he achieved success completely by himself without anyone else's support – Fang would not feel worthy. And while it was difficult for Ren to let go of Fang like this and to let him struggle on his own when Ren could easily provide for him – he understood that Fang's psyche would never be completely repaired like this. So, Ren could only hang around in the background and look after his little darling from the shadows as he flew higher and higher. Ren would wait for Fang in the nest they were building together.
And something had been prompting Ren lately and telling him that it was important for Fang to build Zephyr – and that this event was something that could not be changed, no matter what else Ren had changed in the story line of this world. And Ren had relied on his instincts much too often in both his lives to ignore a clear indication like this. Thus, he had decided that he would lay this option before Fang, and then it would be up to Fang to take it up.
Fang, on the other hand, was stunned, to put it mildly. He could barely believe what Ren was saying – and he could barely believe that someone could love him and care for him so much that they would give him a carte blanche like this! How deeply did Ren care for him to be able to make a crazy suggestion like this? Surely Ren knew that if Fang built another company, that would not be a good thing for Sirocco? Wouldn't it make more sense for Ren to cajole Fang into growing with Sirocco instead? Just how generous was Ren's heart to be able to suggest something like this?
Or…could it be that Ren was testing Fang, and testing his loyalty to Ren? Fang's eyes narrowed and his gaze sharpened as he focussed his blazing purple eyes on Ren.
Ren's golden eyes were crystal clear and there was no guile and no deception in them. There was no doubt that Ren meant exactly what he had said to Fang just now.
And, Fang had to admit, the name 'Zephyr' made his nerves jingle. The name made him feel as if he was coming home, as if something that was torn within himself was being stitched together, as if something that was broken before was being repaired. It was a very, very strange feeling – but it felt so incredibly right that Fang didn't even know how to describe it.
"Can I?" he murmured. "Can I really?"
"Yes, you can," Ren told him firmly. "The question is not whether you can, my dear. The question is whether you want to."
"But – but Ren – won't I be betraying Sirocco – betraying you – if I start another company?" Fang cried, giving voice to the only thing that was holding him back. Other than this one huge worry, Fang realised just now that he wanted to build his own company, he wanted to establish his Zephyr – more than anything else in the world!
Ren sighed. "Why would you be betraying Sirocco or me?" he asked.
"But Sirocco has so many businesses – take this project for example – it could be done well by Sirocco – but if I take it up – I'll be taking away business from Sirocco, won't I?" Fang cried.
Ren laughed. "My little darling," he said fondly. "Do you think I'm not going to demand that you give me as many shares in Zephyr as you hold in Sirocco?" he asked. "Any money you make for Zephyr, I'm going to get a share there." He patted Fang's shoulder. "Besides, aren't you thinking too little of Sirocco and Pax and me? You think one small project like this will topple Sirocco?"
Pax finally couldn't control himself any more. "And to add to what Ren said – depending on how you build your Zephyr, Fang, don't you think that Sirocco and Zephyr could actually collaborate and take on even bigger and better projects on a global scale? Won't that mean more success for both Sirocco and Zephyr? We would have pots and pots of money coming in from both companies!" he said.
With Pax's support, Fang's last doubts were laid to rest. Pax was definitely the voice of reason for both Ren and Fang – and if Pax said that it was all right for Fang to start his own company – then it should be all right to start his own company. Pax was a creature of logic and reason – and he was not like Ren, who was always blinded by emotion and sentiment and affection and would give anything and everything to those he loved.
Ren would cry if he heard Fang's thoughts just now. Fortunately, he didn't.
"All right," Fang said, an excited gleam leaping into his purple eyes. "In that case, I want to start Zephyr and take up this project right away!"
"Well, yes, why not?" Ren asked. "I'll be your investor don't bring outsiders in it. Wolf and Pax can also help. I'm sure you'll make us very rich very soon!"Fang was in a daze.Pax threw a sharp look at Ren. What on earth was the man up to now? Wasn't it better for Fang to grow with Sirocco? And even if he wanted Fang to rule over a business empire wasn't Sirocco enough? Pax would happily hand over the CEO position to Fang the moment he expressed an interest in it and he was sure that Ren would hand over the Chairman position to Fang very happily, too. Was this about building your own empire rather than being given someone else's? If so then wasn't Ren being overly considerate of Fang's psyche?"But but what will I call it?" Fang murmured absently."Why don't you call it Zephyr?" Ren suggested.Fang blinked, and his purple eyes glowed like amethyst stones reflecting sunlight. "Ren" he asked seriously. "Are you sure about this? Do you really want me to set up my own company?"Ren shrugged. "It doesn't matter what I want," he said quietly. "Fang, this is about what you want. Do you want to build your own company from scratch? Do you want to grow with Sirocco? Do you want to stay away from business and focus only on SIMS? All of these are perfectly valid choices and it is entirely up to you what you want to choose and it's not just these. You can choose other things, too. I don't want to tell you what to do, Fang. What I want is for you to do what you want to do. I want you to follow your own heart, your own desires, your own ambitions."Fang stared at Ren in a daze.Ren sighed. "Look, Fang, it's not about ability. We all know that you are capable of doing anything and everything that you put your mind to. This is about what makes you happy, what makes you feel successful, what makes you feel like you are in control of your own life. You are free, and you are old enough and talented enough and responsible enough to make your own choices. I want you to do what you want to do and all you need to know is that no matter what happens, I've got your back," he said.Fang continued to stare at Ren for quite some time.The tension in the room was so dense than Pax felt that you could cut it with a knife.Finally, Fang looked away. "But what if my business ends up becoming a competition for Sirocco?" he asked in a small voice.Ren sighed. "Why on earth are you worrying about that? Isn't that a good thing? If we have two of the best companies in our own family then we can have a celebration at home regardless of whether Sirocco wins or Zephyr wins! Isn't that perfect?" he asked.What kind of strange logic was that?! Pax thought internally, but he didn't dare to say it out loud. Ren really was too much when it came to pampering the ones he loved, he thought. The question that remained now was what would Fang decide?Ren's thoughts, on the other hand, were quite simple. In the original story line, it was about time for Fang to start his own company Zephyr and he would have to struggle through a lot of hardships and humiliation and suffering to get the company to start running properly. However, since Ren was here, there was no way he would permit any harm to come to his beloved darling.As for the idea about Fang starting his own company Ren had been pondering over this question ever since the alcohol poisoning incident. He understood that Fang needed to achieve something with his own hands, to build something grand with his own hands to be able to feel worthy. No amount of mollycoddling or overbearing protection on Ren's part would make Fang feel secure. What Fang needed was to spread his own wings and take flight. Until Fang did that until he achieved success completely by himself without anyone else's support Fang would not feel worthy. And while it was difficult for Ren to let go of Fang like this and to let him struggle on his own when Ren could easily provide for him he understood that Fang's psyche would never be completely repaired like this. So, Ren could only hang around in the background and look after his little darling from the shadows as he flew higher and higher. Ren would wait for Fang in the nest they were building together.And something had been prompting Ren lately and telling him that it was important for Fang to build Zephyr and that this event was something that could not be changed, no matter what else Ren had changed in the story line of this world. And Ren had relied on his instincts much too often in both his lives to ignore a clear indication like this. Thus, he had decided that he would lay this option before Fang, and then it would be up to Fang to take it up.Fang, on the other hand, was stunned, to put it mildly. He could barely believe what Ren was saying and he could barely believe that someone could love him and care for him so much that they would give him a carte blanche like this! How deeply did Ren care for him to be able to make a crazy suggestion like this? Surely Ren knew that if Fang built another company, that would not be a good thing for Sirocco? Wouldn't it make more sense for Ren to cajole Fang into growing with Sirocco instead? Just how generous was Ren's heart to be able to suggest something like this?Orcould it be that Ren was testing Fang, and testing his loyalty to Ren? Fang's eyes narrowed and his gaze sharpened as he focussed his blazing purple eyes on Ren.Ren's golden eyes were crystal clear and there was no guile and no deception in them. There was no doubt that Ren meant exactly what he had said to Fang just now.And, Fang had to admit, the name 'Zephyr' made his nerves jingle. The name made him feel as if he was coming home, as if something that was torn within himself was being stitched together, as if something that was broken before was being repaired. It was a very, very strange feeling but it felt so incredibly right that Fang didn't even know how to describe it."Can I?" he murmured. "Can I really?""Yes, you can," Ren told him firmly. "The question is not whether you can, my dear. The question is whether you want to.""But but Ren won't I be betraying Sirocco betraying you if I start another company?" Fang cried, giving voice to the only thing that was holding him back. Other than this one huge worry, Fang realised just now that he wanted to build his own company, he wanted to establish his Zephyr more than anything else in the world!Ren sighed. "Why would you be betraying Sirocco or me?" he asked."But Sirocco has so many businesses take this project for example it could be done well by Sirocco but if I take it up I'll be taking away business from Sirocco, won't I?" Fang cried.Ren laughed. "My little darling," he said fondly. "Do you think I'm not going to demand that you give me as many shares in Zephyr as you hold in Sirocco?" he asked. "Any money you make for Zephyr, I'm going to get a share there." He patted Fang's shoulder. "Besides, aren't you thinking too little of Sirocco and Pax and me? You think one small project like this will topple Sirocco?"Pax finally couldn't control himself any more. "And to add to what Ren said depending on how you build your Zephyr, Fang, don't you think that Sirocco and Zephyr could actually collaborate and take on even bigger and better projects on a global scale? Won't that mean more success for both Sirocco and Zephyr? We would have pots and pots of money coming in from both companies!" he said.With Pax's support, Fang's last doubts were laid to rest. Pax was definitely the voice of reason for both Ren and Fang and if Pax said that it was all right for Fang to start his own company then it should be all right to start his own company. Pax was a creature of logic and reason and he was not like Ren, who was always blinded by emotion and sentiment and affection and would give anything and everything to those he loved.Ren would cry if he heard Fang's thoughts just now. Fortunately, he didn't."All right," Fang said, an excited gleam leaping into his purple eyes. "In that case, I want to start Zephyr and take up this project right away!"
