"Meow (shovel, I want this). ”

Hearing the shout of "sister", Yang Qiang closed the door of the beauty room and walked to "sister": "What are you asking me to do, it's not that you can't open the door yourself." ”

"Meow (the first time I came, the old lady should be reserved). ”

"Which one?" Yang Qiang opened the glass door.

The "sister" jumped in the air, stretched out her limbs and grabbed it, got a bag of dried fish, shook her buttocks, squatted in a corner, and began to tear the package herself. The big man next to him trotted over, looking at his "sister" with a flattering face, and his tail flicked like a windmill.

It seems that after getting along for a day, the relationship between the male and the female has warmed up a lot, and the "sister" actually divided one-third of the dried fish to Da Zhuang, and the two cats snorted and gnawed.

"Hello, my cat is bathing here. ”

Probably because he knew too much about the difficulty of Siamese cats, and he was also worried about the level of "Swift Pet Shop", and Siamese cat owners returned. After entering the door, without waiting for Yang Qiang to ask first, the woman rushed to say hello.

This is a young woman in her 20s, neck-length short hair, although not very beautiful, but the tone of speech, demeanor, very capable, now wearing a casual summer dress, if you change into professional clothes, it must be a standard female white-collar worker.

Yang Qiang, who had learned a little physiognomy and fur, nodded to the Siamese cat owner.

The Siamese cat owner doesn't need to be close to the beauty room, looking in from the transparent glass, you can see Zeng Yan neat the Siamese cat obediently, many postures even if she has to please for a long time to make the Siamese cat do it, but Zeng Yan can do it easily.

"You're a good shop. The Siamese cat owner said to Yang Qiang with great satisfaction.

"Your cat is not bad either. Yang Qiang, as an agent, couldn't be a muffled gourd, so he chatted with the Siamese cat owner.

Soon, the Siamese cat owner knew that Yang Qiang was the agent of the entertainment industry and the second shareholder of the store, and the major shareholder was Zeng Yan, the beautiful woman who bathed the Siamese cat in it;

"Meow (you stupid cat). Yang Qiang, who was chatting with Ruan Chengjun, heard the scolding of his "sister", and he turned his head to look.

I saw the "sister" standing upright, teaching the big strong buttocks who were also standing upright.

"Meow (didn't I watch Buddy for a morning, why can't I learn it?). "Sister" had a hateful expression on her face and slapped Da Zhuang's head.

"Hey, did you raise these two cats alone? What are they doing?" Ruan Chengjun followed Yang Qiang's gaze and happened to see the "sister" in the corner teaching Da Zhuang to twist his waist. Yan Shi produces high apprentices, and every time the "sister" hits, Da Zhuang twists it.

"Yes, my own cat, that Mumbai is my cat, called 'sister', and that puppet is Boss Zeng's cat, called 'Da Zhuang'. Yang Qiang said, "They should be joking." ”

However, Yang Qiang was soon slapped in the face by his "sister".

The "younger sister" saw that Da Zhuang needed to be taught by tapping his head, so she slowly began to beat Da Zhuang's head with the rhythm of Leaky Buddy. And Da Zhuang also cooperated, and really twisted his ass with this rhythm.

Ruan Chengjun is a cat lover, and while chatting with Yang Qiang, he is also staring at the interesting "sister" and Da Zhuang, and his eyes are straight when he looks at it.

She gradually realized that one cat was not knocking on the head, and the other cat was not writhing, this kind of rhythm was dancing?

"Xiaoqiang, are they dancing?" Ruan Chengjun rubbed his eyes and asked Yang Qiang uncertainly.

Yang Qiang burst into tears: Why do you call me Xiaoqiang as soon as you know me, no matter if you are older than me or younger than me!

"You think too much, what kind of dance, two cats are just writhing around. "Yang Qiang is afraid that telling the truth will scare people.

"Go out and play!" Yang Qiang was afraid of shocking the world, so he asked his "sister" to take Da Zhuang out.

"Sister" turned her head to look at Yang Qiang, and then at Ruan Chengjun, without arrogance, she obediently walked to the door of the store with Da Zhuang.

A pet store door is the kind of glass door that can be pushed outward or inward. The "sister" pushed open the glass door with her forelimbs and let Da Zhuang go out first, and then he let go of his forelimbs and ran out.

"Wow, your cat is so smart. Ruan Chengjun exclaimed.

"Also, one is Mumbai, the other is a puppet, you are so relieved to let them go out to play?" reminded Ruan Chengjun.

"It's fine. There is a "sister" here, and Yang Qiang is worried about a hammer.

Don't worry, but that doesn't mean nothing happens. Yang Qiang was chatting with Ruan Chengjun, and when Zeng Yan was blowing Xiuxiu in the beauty room, the "sister" opened the door for Da Zhuang, and when Da Zhuang entered the store, it ran in.

"Meow (shovel, something happened). "Sister" is called Yang Qiang.

Before Yang Qiang could ask, two bare-arm tattooed men "bang", pushed open the glass door and walked in, one of them was holding a Tibetan mastiff in his hand. This Tibetan mastiff did not look tall and majestic at all, his face was bruised and swollen, and there were countless blood marks on his body that had turned over the flesh, and he was holding his tail and whining in pain.

"Is this cat from your store?" the strong man who walked in front of him was more than 1.85 meters tall and weighed 220 pounds, pointing at his "sister" and yelling.

"Yes. Yang Qiang said with a smile. The main reason is that the image of the Tibetan mastiff is too miserable, and it must have been beaten by the "sister".

"Damn, deflated, lose money!" the strong man pointed at Yang Qiang and shouted, "What do you see your cat did to beat my Tibetan mastiff?"

"You guys are too unimaginative to touch porcelain, aren't they? She is a reporter, and in recent years, she has not only become thick-skinned, but also trained to be courageous.

"I buy a Tibetan mastiff for 50,000 yuan, and the nursing ones I usually feed add up to at least 10,000 yuan per month, and I will come to touch the porcelain?" said the strong man angrily.

Yang Qiang looked at "sister" with an inquiring gaze, and "sister" also looked at Yang Qiang with a pair of dark purple paulownia eyes.

"It was the old lady who called it. "Sister" and Yang Qiang exchanged ideas, "The old lady and Da Zhuang had a good time, this dead dog came to bite us." ”

"I don't care how much money you spend, two kittens can beat a Tibetan mastiff like this? What are you not touching porcelain? Let's call the police and let the police judge it!" Yang Qiang said confidently.

The strong man also felt a little strange in retrospect, and turned his head to look at his companion who was leading the dog.

The companion nodded again and again: "Second brother, I saw with my own eyes, Da Fat was pressed to the ground by the black cat and beaten." ”

"Poof!" Ruan Chengjun laughed.

"Laugh at you, laugh at you!" The pet was beaten like this, and was affirmed by his companions, and the strong man wanted to reach out and push Ruan Chengjun angrily.

Yang Qiang grabbed the strong man's hand and said with a smile: "Brother, it's too low to beat a woman, right?"