After raising a cat, he reached the pinnacle of life

The boss rushed towards him with teeth and claws, Wen Zheng was holding a knife, his face was as black as the bottom of a pot.

Wake up sooner or later, wake up now! ?The basic level cannot be archived. If he quits now, his previous fight will be for nothing.Although it was not a difficult task, after half an hour of grinding, Wen Zheng was so annoyed that he wanted to explode on the spot.

It takes at least 5 minutes to fight the boss.

5 minutes is not long, what can happen to a cat?

Wen Zheng thought, I won't fight this boss today, something happened to me first.

Must hit.Don't hit me idiot.

……

Ten seconds later, the idiot Wen Zheng tore off the holographic glasses, and stood in front of the incubator with black air all over his body.

The black cat was indeed awake, but it looked unconscious, its eyes barely opened a slit, its mouth was slightly open, and a little pink tongue could be seen.

Wen Zheng searched the monitoring data guide of the incubator on his mobile phone, compared it with that of the black cat, and confirmed that the vital signs were all right.

He sighed deeply and squatted down wearily.

bother.

Send it away tomorrow.

Wen Zheng opened the box, broke off the black cat's head, pointed it to the light, and took some pictures with his horrific camera skills.

After taking a look, I feel very satisfied.

The cat has a straight nose and high ears.Unlike many pet cats, the ears are small or soft, and they look listless.

And the flesh on this cat is also very firm, no wonder it is so heavy.

Maybe it was because the anesthesia hadn't worn off, its eyes closed again soon, and the incubator monitor showed that the cat had fallen into a coma again.

Looking at the time, at ten past twelve, Wen Zheng posted an apology on Weibo, took a shower and fell asleep.

***

The next day, Wen Zheng took the still unconscious cat to the office.

Because the cat is too big and the incubator is too big, Wen Zheng held it with both hands when he entered the door, and it was a little clumsy.

Colleague Jin Rongrong didn't see the transparent side, and went up to reach out to pick it up: "Is my express delivery?"

Wen Zheng ignored him and put the box behind his seat.

"I picked up a cat." He said, "Which one of you wants to keep?"

The famous cold-faced evil spirit actually picked up a cat!

Before it was time to go to work, the whole office came over gossiping.

"What cat?" someone asked.Those who looked closer were puzzled: "The injury is so serious, I can't tell the breed..."

"This cat is so big..." Jin Rongrong stood behind: "But it should not be a puppet. There is no black puppet. Could it be a mixed blood puppet? My cousin has a 4A-level puppet. The pedigree certificate is still Clara's cousin—”

Jin Rongrong said, with a proud tone.

The colleague's attention was quickly attracted: "Klara's relative!? How much does my mother pay for—"

"It's okay." Jin Rongrong grinned: "It's not too expensive, you can buy it for more than 200 million."

Colleagues screamed: "200 million!? It's not expensive, you can buy a house, hey, people are more popular than people..."

Wen Zheng: "..."

Jin Rongrong felt very good, holding his teacup with his head held high.

"Actually, my cousin is alright. My cousins ​​are in better condition. My cousin just got married last month. My brother-in-law is really rich and treats me very well... I was given a gift as a meeting gift." A small apartment on the other side of Taoping Mountain."

"Pingshan? It's so expensive over there!"

"Haha, it's okay."

Seeing his colleagues looking at him with envy and envy, Jin Rongrong looked at Wen Zheng in feinted surprise: "Ah, you mean the cat? I'll forget it. My brother-in-law said he would give me a 4A short. No more."

A female colleague said with a smile: "Didn't you just get a new apartment? Raising there can be considered a warm house."

"Forget it, I still need to hire someone to take care of me. I can't afford to pay for the time being. Let's save some money." Jin Rongrong scratched his head and said, "But Wen Zheng, you probably won't be able to give away your cat. Even if you don't The rating must also be a breed, this cat is too ugly."

Everyone echoed: "...Sorry, Wen Zheng, we also don't think it looks good. By the way, what kind of cat is this?"

They looked at Wen Zheng, only to realize that the other party had already sat in front of their computer, with noise-proof earphones plugging their ears tightly.

Jin Rongrong: "..."

A thick-skinned colleague reached out and waved his hand between Wen Zheng and the screen. Wen Zheng took off an earphone and looked at her coldly.

"how?"

"It's nothing, everyone asks you, what kind of cat is that?"

Wen Zheng: "Black cat."

"……What?"

"Black cat." Wen Zheng repeated, pointing to the incubator: "Is your cat as big as mine?"

Jin Rongrong was stunned: "...No."

Wen Zheng asked again: "Is it as heavy as my cat?"

Someone tried to lift it, but couldn't lift the box with both hands! ?Sui said: "No."

Wen Zheng finally smiled and said, "My cat is just amazing."

The whole office fell into an eerie silence.

This, how does this compare? ? ?

Wen Zheng plugged the earphones up again, and an antique old song from more than 200 years ago - "I advise you not to get angry" came from inside.

"It's not easy to live in the past in the blink of an eye~~ In this world, it's impossible, everything is optional~~"

While the melody of brainwashing was playing, Wen Zheng swiped Weibo.

He just knew that his colleague was hopeless, so he posted a photo of the black cat on Weibo asking for adoption, and he was reading the comments right now.

After 2 minutes of blogging, there were 180 replies, [-] of which disliked his photography skills, and [-] of which mocked him for raising cats.

Wen Zheng was already numb, and brushed down like a still water.

After a while, he received a private message.

@小源之家: Hello, Big Z.Saw your Weibo.First of all, thank you for your willingness to operate on the kitten.

Seeing this, Wen Zheng retorted instinctively in his heart: No, he is not young.

Continue down.

The kittens are not in good condition and it is difficult to find a suitable adopter.

If you really can't find it, I hope you don't abandon it, you can contact us.

Our Xiaoyuan House has been taking in bad-looking cats and helping them survive.We have two bungalows in the suburbs, which can provide shelter and cat food for cats.

There have been many kind-hearted people who have given us support, and we can sustain it for the time being.

Please don't abandon it again, thank you.

Wen Zheng felt uncomfortable and ignored the private message.After polishing the manuscript all morning, Wen Zheng opened Weibo again during the lunch break and found that there were still no meaningful replies.

Most of the comments were joking, and there were actually two similar organizations in the private message to teach him not to abandon it again. If he really wanted to throw it away, he would throw it there.

Wen Zheng couldn't help it, so he replied to Xiaoyuan's house first.

@Z-bkc: Can you raise them?

Xiaoyuan's House replied quickly: Yes, our shelter currently has more than 100 cats!In fact, many of them are very obedient, but have some defects in body or appearance.Occasionally, families with poor financial conditions come to adopt.

More than 100.

I got goosebumps when I heard it, and I imagined the picture of so many cats meowing together.

Xiaoyuan's House saw many inquiries like this, and quickly sent photos and videos to Wen Zheng.

The reality was a little better than he had imagined. There were two bungalows, and the outside yard was two to three hundred square meters, and things like cat climbing frames were also installed.

The cats were crowded together and moved around in small groups, lazily, not like they were starved or abused.

Wen Zheng found it ridiculous.

World Cat Lover Day, [-]% off cats.I found it ugly when I bought it, so I threw it away.

Wen Zheng typed the next line lightly: I'll think about it again.

After a while, Xiaoyuan's House replied: OK.If you can, please be patient with them.

Wen Zheng turned off the private message, and the bloody characters on his top Weibo hit his optic nerve——

[If you don’t keep a cat, you will recommend suicide. 】

No, I don't raise them.

Wen Zheng thought stubbornly.

I just want to wait a little longer.

There was no work in the afternoon, so everyone drank tea and chatted leisurely.

Wen Zheng froze to revise the manuscript for a while, and then calculated another piece of data.

Jin Rongrong didn't know when he came up again: "Wen Zheng is so hardworking, but today the director is on a business trip..."

Jin Rongrong ignored him, and Jin Rongrong was not annoyed, he smiled: "Okay, I know you are noble. What are you going to do with the cat? If you can't do it, send it to a shelter. Your house doesn't seem to be big. It's not good for the cat. .”

Wen Zheng continued to check the data.

Jin Rongrong: "... Wen Zheng? Wen Zheng!"

"Huh?" Wen Zheng raised his head calmly, as if he just realized that there was someone here: "What's wrong, my ears are not good."

Jin Rongrong: "..." God tm has bad ears.

"Next month, my brother-in-law said that he would treat you to dinner. The whole office will come. Will you come?"

"No." Wen Zheng simply refused.

Jin Rongrong was stunned for a moment, with a forced smile on his face: "So you don't give face?"

"Ah."

Wen Zheng buried himself in the calculations, and after a while, Jin Rongrong left.

He exhaled lightly, and saved the calculated documents.

The girl introduced by Master yesterday just sent me a message, and I made an appointment to ask him if he had any questions.Wen Zheng replied with an O, feeling tired of losing an extra K.

The tea restaurant is also in this area, Wen Zheng is too lazy to go back and change clothes, and plans to go directly after work.

Seeing that there was still some time, he took out an old notebook from his bag.

This is his mother's relic.

There are dark water stains on the kraft paper hard shell, and the storage condition is not good. It is obviously used frequently, and the inner pages have also turned yellow.

It records the food money for a certain day, the things to buy when going out, some recipes from the Internet, and some fragmented poems.

Wen Zheng skipped those cute and lovely handwriting, and turned to a page in the second half of the book, on which a series of numbers were written.

【30, 15, 24, 19, 2, 28, 24, 1, 15, 24, 19, 15, 25, 24, 20, 15, 25. 9, 20, 24, 13, 8, 28, 20, 31 , 20, 15, 24, 3, 25, 28, 4, 28. 】

This is a string of passwords.

The arrangement is disorderly, there are repetitions, and the front and back are separated by periods.There are seventeen numbers before the period and sixteen after the period.

Can't see the pattern.

Wen Zheng didn't pick up a pen, and looked at it for half an hour as if wandering away, rubbing the side of the paper with his hand.When he saw that it was time to get off work, he stuffed the notebook back into his bag.

In fact, he didn't need to read the notebook, he had already memorized this series of numbers by heart.

It's not a confidential document, it's just a small puzzle left by his parents.Wen Zheng even asked many people for help with it.

But no one knows how to solve it.

After get off work, the cat fell asleep all day.

Wen Zheng put the incubator containing the cat on the ground, and stood on the side of the road outside the office building, waiting for the scheduled automatic taxi.

A female colleague passed by, surprised: "Wen Zheng? Aren't you going to walk back today?"

This female colleague doesn't gossip or spread rumors, and she has a good impression after hearing about Zheng, so she nodded to her: "It's something."

The female colleague also smiled at him: "If you have something to do, take the cat with you."

What can I do without it.

Wen Zheng thought irritably, he couldn’t leave it at home, in case it woke up suddenly, the incubator would send out an alarm, and he would say goodbye halfway through his meal, I won’t eat, my cat woke up...

No.

He will never let this happen.

The empty self-driving car parked accurately on the side of the road, Wen Zheng entered and put the cat box on the co-pilot.

He didn't notice that the black cat narrowed its eyes slightly, and a golden cold light flashed across.

The author has something to say: Wen Zheng: Is your cat as big as mine?Is it as heavy as mine?No?Ah.

(Song of Don’t Get Angry, I reposted it on Weibo! If you are interested, you can listen to it. The tune is the summer that quietly passed by and left a little secret——)

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