After wearing it back, he bald the wealthy tyrant meow rua

At eight o'clock in the evening, City C is at its peak hour, and a black Bentley is squeezed into the busy traffic.

The car was very quiet, only one person was sitting in the driver's seat, and a black kitten was quietly nestling in the co-pilot, resting his eyes with his eyes closed.

They had just returned from the cemetery, and they seemed to still have the scent of incense candles and paper money on their bodies, which made each of them shrouded in a sense of loneliness in the memory of the dead.

While waiting for the car, Secretary Hao secretly glanced at the boss in the co-pilot. Although he was very sad about Ah Hao's accident, he also knew that the boss had tried his best at that time.

After half a month, he had already walked out. He was stupid and didn't know how to comfort the boss, so that he would feel less self-blame in his heart, so he could only keep his mouth shut.

While waiting for the traffic light, the mobile phone he put aside rang. It was a WeChat notification tone. Secretary Hao turned his head to look, and the content of the message happened to be displayed on the mobile phone.

Secretary Hao caught a glimpse of the boss and subconsciously glanced at the boss. After thinking about it, he still said, "Boss, it's Mr. Ji."

Mr. Ji added him for the sake of the boss, and now he is looking for himself, probably for the sake of the boss, right?

Thinking of Mr. Ji, the image of Mr. Ji gnawing on the boss before leaving during the day flashed in Secretary Hao's mind. He silently turned his head away quickly, not daring to look at the boss at all.

The boss, Miao, opened his eyes and looked at the phone after hearing the words, and managed to pull himself together.

Before the traffic light passed, Secretary Hao put the mobile phone on the co-pilot and restarted the car.

It's just that from the corner of the eye, I still peek at Boss Meow from the rear mirror from time to time.

The boss squatted there, clawing at the screen with his paws. The phone was not locked and had no password, and he directly entered the WeChat chat interface.

[Mulin Chengfeng: Secretary Hao, Miaomiao met Mr. Feng well? 】

The boss meow saw the obvious relationship between the words and the words, and the whole body softened. It stretched out its paws to reply, but it was the first time that it was not very easy to type with its paws. Before the keyboard was called up, the paws accidentally touched Ji Feng's head , but just clicked in.

Just when I was about to quit, I found that there was content displayed in Moments, and there was a faint picture of its familiar cat's nest.

Boss Meow clicked in.

I saw the only one in Ji Feng's circle of friends, and the picture was indeed his empty cat litter.

When the cat's eyes fell on the content and saw the word "think of it", the eyes could not help softening, and the tail flicked unconsciously behind him.

Secretary Hao glanced at it for a while, and quickly looked away in shock: Good guy, what did Mr. Ji say, the boss's whole cat is different.

The boss stared at the empty cat nest for 2 minutes before slowly backing away. If it didn't have to reply, it could watch for half an hour.

It's just that it just returned to the interface when Ji Feng's second message came.

When Boss Miao saw the second message clearly, her pupils turned into vertical pupils, and her hairs exploded.

Secretary Hao, who accidentally caught a glimpse, shivered in fright: What's wrong?Why did the boss blow up?

Not only that, the boss stretched his legs, pushed the mobile phone far away from it, turned his body, curled up with his tail facing the mobile phone, and ignored people.

Secretary Hao:? ? ?What's wrong?Wasn't it fine just now?

When the car finally stopped at the underground parking lot of the Fengshi Group Building, Secretary Hao opened the co-pilot, opened the prepared cat bag, waited for the boss to enter, and covered it. He carried it carefully, taking advantage of the place where the boss could not see, Quickly swiped open the phone and took a look.

After seeing clearly what Mr. Ji posted, he was in a bad mood.

Half an hour ago, Mr. Ji sent a total of two messages.

[Mulin Chengfeng: Secretary Hao, Miaomiao met Mr. Feng well? 】

Another 2 minutes followed.

[Mulin Chengfeng: Secretary Hao, look, does this milky cat look like a meow? 】

The accompanying picture is a kitten that has been facing the camera for about a month. The whole body is pitch-black, the cat's eyes are facing the camera, and its tongue is sticking out, showing its cuteness.

Secretary Hao silently put away the phone quickly, thinking of Mr. Ji's reluctance to send it back to the boss a few hours ago, and now he has started to look for other cats, and if he is the boss cat, he will be furious.

This is typical to find the next cat.

Boss... was replaced just after turning around?Isn't this speed... a little fast?

Scum, Mr. Ji is too scum.

Ji Feng has been sitting cross-legged on the sofa waiting for a reply, but he didn't reply after waiting for half an hour. He comforted himself: at least he is the secretary of the big group. He is busy, so he probably didn't see it, so wait.

While waiting, he took the time to look at the milk meow picture sent: Is the meaning of the reminder obvious enough?

According to the normal situation, he sent a picture of a cat that looks so similar to Meow Meow, shouldn't Secretary Hao send back a picture for him to compare?

When he returns, he will be able to know the current situation of Miaomiao.

As a result... Secretary Hao didn't reply to him.

Ji Feng sighed, swiped back to the previous chat with Professor Qin, looked at his words of rejection, and thought that Miaomiao would be very relieved if she knew that she had rejected so many cute kittens because of it.

Although Meow is not by his side, there is still a place for it by his side.

Ji Feng conveniently saved those pictures of cute little milk cats in his phone. Although he can't keep them, after all, he heard that cats are territorial, so what if he smells them when he sees cats next time and doesn't let him be rua?

But it's still possible to catch a cloud.

Ji Feng waited until eleven o'clock, yawned, went to wash up first, came back and nestled on the bed and continued to browse Secretary Hao's WeChat, clicked into Moments, there were very few, and a few were related to exercise and fitness.

On the other side, Secretary Hao sneaked a peek at a little milk cat squatting in front of the big projection screen while having a video conference. His paws were flying on a computer, typing what he wanted to express on the projection screen, and then Secretary Hao will tell everyone later.

The meeting lasted for three hours. Although the pace was a bit slow in the middle, the boss could be fooled by letting him speak instead on the grounds that his voice was uncomfortable and he could not speak.

Secretary Hao looked at the shadow of Boss Meow reflected on the wall in the darkened room, stretching and stretching, giving people a sense of darkness.

Secretary Hao always felt that the boss was very angry.

After closing the video conference, Secretary Hao looked at the ten pages of records and kindly reminded: "Boss, do you want to take a break?"

The back of Boss Miao paused, and his claws continued to crackle, projecting on the wall: "Continue."

Secretary Hao saw that the boss, Miao, was fighting until the end of the day, thought about it, and took advantage of going to the bathroom, and quickly replied to Ji Feng.

Ji Feng was about to fall asleep, but when the WeChat reminder sounded, he immediately sat up, turned on the screen, and waited to see what Secretary Hao replied, and he lost his sleepiness.

[Secretary Hao: Mr. Ji, I have some unfortunate news for you...the meow picture you posted just now was...saw it, it doesn't eat, drink or sleep at the moment, what's wrong? 】

Ji Feng's scalp tingled: Meow, don't you misunderstand that you want to raise another cat?

[Mulin Chengfeng: Secretary Hao, can I ask you something?Can I give you a call, turn on the speakerphone and let meow listen to it, okay? 】

Ji Feng is worried, what if Meow is really angry and ignores him in the future?

Don't talk about rua, there will be no chance to get close in the future.

Secretary Hao has deep merits and fame, so he knew that Mr. Ji still cared about the boss, and after raising him for half a month, he must have feelings for him.

When Secretary Hao returned to the office, the boss was still sitting on the desk squatting in front of the keyboard, reading documents and processing emails, and didn't lift his head when he heard the sound. At this moment, the bell rang, and Secretary Hao said at the right time: "Boss, Is it Mr. Ji? Do you want to pick it up?"

The boss meowed for a moment, glanced at him, and continued to process the documents accumulated during this period that needed to be processed.

Secretary Hao originally wanted to talk cheaply and say that he would hang up, but after thinking about it, he decided not to die. After he got connected, he said a few symbolic words, covered the phone's call port and said with his mouth: "Boss, Ji Sir wants to talk to you."

After all, he turned on the hands-free phone and put it aside.

Boss Miao continued to read the document, but obviously did not turn the page.

Secretary Hao retreated not far away to act as a transparent person.

Ji Feng gave a feed, but didn't hear the sound, and called "meow meow", but it was still surprisingly quiet.

Ji Feng softened his voice and coughed, "Meow meow, don't be angry, I just sent other pictures of meow to Secretary Hao just because I was a little cautious."

From the corner of his eyes, Secretary Hao could clearly feel that Boss Meow's ears were trembling when he heard this, and the cat fur reflected on the wall exploded again.

Be careful?Everyone can see what Mr. Ji has in mind.

Ji Feng's originally cold voice was slightly different through the phone because it was lowered, with some texture, as if with a smile: "Meow meow, are you jealous of other little mistresses? Don't worry, I just want Hao The secretary looked at the picture and then sent me one of yours. Even if it takes me a while to see you, I won’t raise other cats. Don’t worry. After all, you are in front of me. How can you still see other kittens, right?"

Secretary Hao was dumbfounded, Mr. Ji looked at Qingqing and coldly, and the coaxing words really came out of his mouth.

It's a pity that the boss never accepts this.

As a result, the face was slapped in the next moment, and the boss was probably satisfied with it, and he meowed fiercely at the phone.

Ji Feng on the opposite side suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, and the smile in his voice became stronger: "Meow, you finally paid attention to me, I still keep your cat litter, it's strange to look at it empty, what are you doing?" Time to come back and live in your cathouse?"

The boss can only "meow" again.

Ji Feng didn't expect it to answer either, if Miaomiao was willing to talk to him, he would be annoyed, and coaxed him for a long time, and was afraid of delaying Secretary Hao's business, so he reluctantly hung up.

Secretary Hao leaned against the wall for a long time without daring to turn his head. After tidying up his clothes, he turned around and coughed: "Boss, do you want to go back and rest and continue tomorrow?"

The boss glanced at him, and typed: continue.

Secretary Hao:? ? ?Didn't you coax me just now?

In the next few days, Secretary Hao found that the boss seemed to be on a stimulant. He only rested for three hours a day, and spent the rest of the time dealing with the work accumulated in the past, and even over-ordered the work for the next half month.

Rao even Secretary Hao couldn't stand it after training.

On the evening when it was finally over, Secretary-General Hao let out a sigh of relief: "Boss, you are still in the recovery period, do you want to take a day off?" With such a hard work, when will the boss come back.

I thought the boss wouldn't listen this time, but the boss actually nodded.

Secretary Hao was very relieved, and the corners of his mouth also raised, but just as he raised his head, he saw the boss meow jumping off the table, went straight to the cat bag, got in on his own initiative, meowed at him, and lay down. It's inside.

Secretary Hao thought that the boss hadn't contacted Mr. Ji in the past few days, and was working desperately, and then thought of Mr. Ji's last question before, and had an ominous premonition: "Boss, are you... going back to Mr. Ji's house?"

Sure enough, I got the response from the boss meow.

Secretary Hao: "..."

An hour later, Ji Feng had just finished meditating and washing, and was about to go to the kitchen to make something to eat. When he passed the door, he heard the doorbell ring. Through a door panel, he seemed to hear a very familiar meowing sound.

Ji Feng's heart thumped violently: No way?

There was a clearer sound at the door: "Meow!" Open the door!