MTL - After Resurrecting, I Opened a Cat Cafe-Chapter 20 values ​​left

In Zhu Heng's more than 30 years of life, today is probably the most bizarre and tortuous day - he failed to sneak into the cat cafe, and gave the head to the man in a fall, was beaten by the cat after being tied up, stayed up all night, and washed himself in the morning The carpet in the morning, I will mop the floor later...

He just came to steal the cat, and he hasn't stolen it yet. Why is it so miserable?

Zhu Heng's eyes were darkened, and as he listened to the owner of Maoca talking to another man, the more he listened, the more miserable he felt.

"Take them away after dragging the ground. If witnesses are needed later, I can appear."

"Myself?"

"Otherwise? Can I walk away? You have a bureau chief, and you still have problems suppressing two people?"

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Zhu Hengyue felt that something was wrong after hearing it, take it away? Where are you taking them?

Countless terrifying thoughts flooded into his mind in an instant, and he seriously suspected that if he was sent away, he might not see the sun tomorrow. No, no way...Zhu Heng threw down the rug in his hand abruptly, turned his head and ran to Bo Jin: "No way! You can't deal with me!"

Pei Shiyi was suddenly interrupted by him, folded his arms and swallowed the rest of the sentence, raising his eyebrows at Bo Jin.

He was born with flying eyebrows and phoenix eyes, and when he didn't make any expressions, he was as solemn as a **** and Buddha sitting in meditation in a high temple, and there was a bit of impersonality in the corners of his eyebrows and eyes. But once the expression was revealed, the whole person became surprisingly lively.

If she smiled slightly, she would even be a little gentle and amiable.

Of course, it would be better if the eyes are not similar to watching a big drama.

Bo Jin's eyes turned around on Pei Shiyi's face, then looked back at Zhu Heng with downcast eyes: "What?"

Zhu Heng thought he didn't hear clearly, so he repeated it quickly.

Of course Bo Jin heard clearly: "I can't control you?"

Zhu Heng said anxiously: "I am not a Chinese citizen! You can't deal with me in your country! I want to find the embassy! I want to go back to my country! You bunch of unreasonable monkeys!"

Not Chinese?

A look of sternness flashed across Bo Jin's eyes, and he immediately remembered that the several cases handled by the Bureau of Non-Professional Affairs in the past two days were obviously not the means of many demons in the country.

Therefore, Bo Jin has been very sensitive to foreign monsters and population recently. He raised his eyebrows lightly when he heard this, and felt that it was necessary to take it seriously, at least for eighteen generations.

Zhu Heng never imagined that he threw a grave for himself with a few words, filled it with two shovels of soil, and looked at Bo Jin expectantly.

The issue of nationality can be big or small, and anyone who encounters it will have a headache. Zhu Heng believes that most people will not care about such a trivial matter as he stained a few carpets.

Dealing with problems across regions is already complicated and troublesome, and different forces need to be designed, and normal people will give up pursuing it.

Seeing that Pei Shiyi was used to wrangling with various forces, when he heard that this matter had to be linked to nationality, he immediately said in a lack of interest: "You can solve it yourself, I'm going downstairs."

Bo Jin: "That's not what you said just now."

A few minutes ago he had said that he wanted witnesses to come to him, but he immediately changed his mind after hearing Zhu Heng's words, ordering Bo Jin with confidence, and the majestic bureau chief was like a tool dragon, with no dignity at all.

Pei Shiyi leaned on the armrest and turned his head. His skin was cold and pale, and a stretch of his shoulders and neck line sank into his black collar. He said, "This is called this moment and that moment."

Bo Jin: "..."

Isn't this a double standard?

Probably because he was worried that Bo Jin would be mad at him, Pei Shiyi braked in time, stopped adding fuel to the fire, turned around and walked downstairs happily.

Zhou Yan had been waiting for him downstairs for a while, and when he saw him coming down, he hurried up to meet him: "Boss, please do me a favor."

Pei Shiyi didn't understand, so he said, "Huh?"

Zhou Yandao: "Isn't this the third video to be prepared? I want to shoot Fondant. Puppets are still very popular on the Internet, but... the boss won't let me shoot."

Pei Shiyi laughed when he heard this: "Are you chasing after Fantang for filming? Well—our little princess is a little shy, and Yunchao's protection will definitely kill you."

Zhou Yan thought in his heart: You can pull it down, the boss is patriarchal!

Pei Shiyi took Zhou Yan's cell phone and leisurely went to find the two little fairies at home. With resentment on his face, Zhou Yan followed behind him, went around the wall, and saw Yunchao and Fantang as expected.

Fondant was lying on the ground, and the customer opposite was shaking the cat teasing stick. Fantang held her head up, her eyes followed the cat teasing stick closely, her head was shaking from side to side, and she was extremely lively.

Yun Chao is right next to Fondant, lying on the mat, his big hairy tail is waving slowly behind him, a circle of customers are envious of the tail, and finally a little girl can't hold it back, she gently touches and stretches out her hand, the soft long hair Sweeping over the palm, the slight itching went from the palm to the heart, the little girl covered her chest, and fell straight into the arms of her best friend: "I'm dead."

Someone touched the cat, and several other tempted customers stretched out their claws one after another. Yun Chao remained motionless, letting the delicate little hands of the girls caress her body gently, until...a hand that was obviously much bigger held it down. Her head, even her ears were pressed into airplane ears, and then I smoothed her from head to tail...

Yun Chao: "..."

This kind of strength and technique of wanting to pluck all her hair doesn't look like a girl's...

She turned her head, and saw a big boy squatting behind her, who looked like a student of Tamagawa University, staring at her with bright eyes, and when she turned her head, with an expression of excitement and anxiety on her face, he once again stretched out his claws at her .

It was this boy who touched her just now.

Yun Chao's hair exploded, and before the customer could react, a tail brushed against the boy's hand, and in the blink of an eye, he had bounced several steps away.

The boy was dumbfounded, didn't react at all, and said in a daze, "What's wrong?"

Yun Chao was startled and angry, from the top of her head to the tip of her tail, her whole body began to feel uncomfortable. Beside her was a young lady who often came to Maoca.

Without looking back, Yun Chao got into the little girl's arms, and let the little girl kiss and hug her like a ball of fluffy cotton candy.

The girl smiled and said, "Did you scare us Yunchao?"

The boy panicked: "I, I, I, did I do something wrong?"

Before the people around could answer, he heard a smiling voice behind him: "No, it's our Yunchao fairy who has a little temper, please don't mind."

The voice was surprisingly clear, the boy and Yun Chao turned their heads at the same time, and the handsome cat cafe owner was standing behind them holding a mobile phone.

Yun Chao jumped from the girl's arms, Pei Shiyi leaned over, Yun Chao immediately stepped on his arm and nestled into Pei Shiyi's arms.

The big cotton ball in his arms let out a low cry, pressing his head tightly against Pei Shiyi's chest, his ears and air pressure were low.

The normally aloof little fairy looked like she had been insulted. Pei Shiyi struggled to hold back a smile, stroked Yun Chao's hair, and while coaxing the rare fairy Yun who lost his temper, he said to the guest, "It didn't hurt just now. you?"

Yun Chao has always had a sense of propriety, and temper tantrums are restrained, and will not hurt anyone at all, but as a boss, greetings and apologies are still necessary.

The boy shook his head quickly: "No, I don't feel anything."

What was swept over was only the tail hair, only a little itchy.

The boy looked at the soft white hair protruding from Pei Shiyi's arms, and asked greedily, "Did I use too much force just now, and it hurt?"

The girl who hugged Yun Chao just now didn't know much about it, but she often comes to Maoca, so she is very clear about the strength and itching that Yun Chao likes, so she said: "You pressed her ear, and don't touch it like this. Tail, strength should also be smaller, we Yunchao is a little girl, very delicate."

The boy nodded repeatedly.

Zhou Yan, who watched the whole accident from the sidelines, said blankly: If you don't learn, your fault is that you are a man.

However, Zhou Yan stared at his boss suspiciously, moved over with a small step and said in a low voice, "Boss, why doesn't Yunchao reject you?" A cold **** friend has to watch the big guy's face, only the boss can pull the big guy into his arms and hug him at every turn.

Pei Shiyi hugged Yun Chao, surprised: "Why does my cat reject me?"

Zhou Yan was choked up by his question, and felt that what the boss said made sense. Zhou Yan looked at Gao Leng's cloud tide, and said with sincere emotion: "The flower of Gaoling."

It's really a standard model of violence based on beauty.

Yun Chao glanced at Zhou Yan, turned his head indifferently, buried his head in Pei Shiyi's arms, and thought: All men are big pigs.

Pei Shiyi smiled: "Fantang still hasn't been photographed, but Yunchao has been recorded."

Yun Chao raised her head and rested her chin in Pei Shiyi's arms. Although she was a big cat, her bones were extremely delicate, and her eyes showed obvious doubts.

It was the first time for Zhou Yan to be so close to Yunchao. Even if he was a fondant chef, he was shocked by Yunchao's beauty. He pinched his phone, convinced by the beauty of his cat cafe.

Pei Shiyi said: "Well... I just took a video, can I put it on the Internet?"

Seeing his tone and demeanor, Zhou Yan seemed to be communicating with someone, and suddenly understood why Yun Chao was so special to the boss.

Yun Chao knew that Mao Cafe was promoting on the business line, and he felt that he had done nothing unsightly just now, so he patted Pei Shiyi to show that he knew.

Only then did Pei Shiyi save the video, and handed the phone back to Zhou Yan: "The new video will trouble you."

Zhou Yan is still getting an extra salary, so of course it’s not too troublesome, and the paragraph just now is indeed very stalking, a little cut to highlight the difference between Yunchao’s treatment of male customers and female customers can directly make Yunchao’s image completely stand out stand up.

Zhou Yan gave a crooked salute to Pei Shiyi, ran away with his mobile phone in his hand, and happened to bump into Bo Jin who was walking down the stairs a few steps later, Zhou Yan caught sight of Zhu Heng, and said in surprise: "This, this is not two days ago Is that the cameraman from the program group? Why is he here?"

And why does it look so miserable? His clothes were all wrinkled, his forehead was red and swollen, his eyes were bloodshot, and his eyes were still blue, as if he had been wrapped in a sack and beaten.

Zhu Heng's nose was bruised and his face was swollen, and he followed Bo Jin in a daze. When he heard Zhou Yan's question, he immediately sent out a distress signal with his eyes.

The second monk Zhou Yanzhang couldn't figure it out, and his expression was more confused than his: "Are your eyes cramping?"

Bo Jin stopped and said calmly, "He said he wanted to make an extra video for our cat cafe, didn't he?"

Zhu Heng had tears in his eyes but he didn't dare to defend himself: "...Yes."

Pei Shiyi, who rested his chin and watched for a while, said, "That's kind, Mr. Bo, please ask him to send it as soon as possible, so that I can edit it for Zhou Yan."

Zhou Yan said happily: "That's great, professional videography is definitely different from amateur ones like mine!"

Zhu Heng didn't understand, so: Isn't this an excuse for perfunctory ordinary people?

Bo Jin lowered his eyes and glanced at Pei Shiyi. The other party was obviously trying to trick Zhu Heng. It happened that he had been insulted by Pei Shiyi upstairs before he had time to push back. At this moment, he casually pinned the inconvenience on Zhu Heng: " He said the filming would be completed within five days."

Zhu Heng's eyes darkened—mother, it's so real!

He's just a poor little guy who tried to steal. Do you want to squeeze the surplus value like this?

The author has something to say: Zhu Heng: If you make a wrong step, you will be wrong for the rest of your life!

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