The three new signatures added to the proposal are like a shot in the arm, which makes Zhang Zi'an feel encouraged, and the significance is no less than the moment when Zhao Qi first walked into the store.

This is not based on favors, not on face, not on identity coercion, not on the exchange of interests, purely on his sincerity in exchange for the trust of the other party.

The most important thing is that it gives him a lot of confidence, with the first time, is there no second time?

"How's it going, Vladimir? not bad, right?" he said with a smile as he looked at the distant backs of the three men.

Vladimir was noncommittal, looked up at the sky, and reminded vaguely: "It's been almost half an hour since I came out, and I only got three signatures." ”

There are still big gaps in the proposal.

"It's slow, it's inefficient, but it's very cool! Don't you think?" Zhang Zi'an looked excited, swept away the previous decline, and said excitedly: "Although Vladimir, you always say that you want to fight with martial arts and not with culture, but how do you say it...... In the past, whether it was a classical masterpiece such as "Romance of the Three Kingdoms" or a modern stall, when I saw the bridge of winning with wits or moving the other party by words, I always felt that it was more cool than the bridge of overwhelming people with force. Martial arts may be faster and more direct, but it is easy to fight the country, but it is difficult to sit on the country, and in the end, it is necessary to convince people with virtue. ”

Vladimir was silent.

"Hello, do you like pets or small animals?" Zhang Zi'an saw a female white-collar worker passing by, and walked over quickly. This time his face was full of confidence, which must have been able to resist a few more cold disregards for him before those self-confidence were exhausted.

Vladimir looked thoughtfully at the bustling street and the crowds of people coming and going on the street, and whispered: "Loyalty is sorrowful, why are you afraid of cutting off your head?

It is confident that it will overthrow human rule in a short time with a lightning blitzkrieg, but what will it do after the overthrow? Will it rely on stray cats to take over this civilization? Or will it watch the glorious civilization created by mankind disappear in the dust of history?

Vladimir hadn't thought about this problem before, he always felt that it was natural to destroy an old world and build a new one, but would it be a new world that was countless times backward from the current human society, with extremely low productivity, large beasts raging in the world, and the average life expectancy of stray cats would be greatly reduced, and all this was really what it was pursuing?

It is not an immortal god, it also has a lifespan, when its body is tired and its temples are reminiscent, will its long-cherished wish not be in vain?

It was suddenly confused.

"Vladimir?"

Someone is calling for it.

Vladimir came back from his trance and saw Zhang Zi'an staring at it with concern.

"Vladimir, are you alright?" he asked worriedly, "I called you several times, but you didn't respond." ”

It shook its head, "I'm fine, I'm just gone." ”

"Gone?" Zhang Zi'an was still not at ease, "You have been stunned there for a long time, I thought you had a heat stroke." ”

"For a long time?" it struggled to clear its head.

"Well, you see, I've got four more signatures. Zhang Zi'an asked it to read the proposal, and four fresh names and mobile phone numbers jumped on the paper, each with different handwriting, some delicate, some scribbled, obviously not from the same person's handwriting.

"That's good. It grinned reluctantly.

Zhang Zi'an looked up at the sun, the spring in Binhai City is getting shorter and shorter, and it always feels like winter is coming just after summer.

Today the sun is fierce, cloudless, the temperature is rising quite quickly, Vladimir's blue-gray fur absorbs heat very efficiently, he looks at it not quite right, and worries about whether it is suffering from heat stroke.

"Let's go into the shop and rest, I know the owner. He pointed ahead and said that it was the snack bar of the Li couple.

It has no objections.

Zhang Zi'an led it and entered the snack bar one after the other.

It's still a long time before noon, but there are already customers in the Li Supreme Cat Suck Snack Bar, occupying two or three tables in the corner, and teasing the cat with various toys with great interest.

Vladimir couldn't help but be stunned when he saw a few cats in the house.

It had been in the pet store for a while, and it knew basically what kind of cat was purebred and which was a mixed-breed cat - it recognized at a glance that the cats in this store were all mixed breeds that were not very valuable, all mixed breeds that were supposed to wander outside as stray cats.

Although there are occasional purebred cats among stray cats, they basically sneak out of the owner's house, like a broken house in the middle of the house, and the proportion of stray cats in the whole is very low, almost negligible.

Why do these mixed-breed cats appear in this small shop?

Their fur is smooth and smooth, and they eat well at first glance, even fat, and they seem to be very happy to play with customers.

Zhang Zi'an didn't bring it here, and of course it didn't know why.

"Store Manager Zhang, I haven't been to our small store for a long time, why are you free to come today?" Aunt Li greeted with a smile.

Zhang Zi'an casually found an empty table and sat down, and said with a smile: "I happened to be passing by, and I remembered that I hadn't come to take care of your business for a long time, so I came in and sat down." ”

"Neighbors, come often when you have time in the future!, but you're a busy person now, I'm really sorry to delay your time......" Aunt Li greeted her, her eyes fell on Vladimir behind him, "Yo, this cat is ...... The stray cats you brought?"

"No, it's just a cat in my store, take it out for a walk today and recognize the way. Zhang Zi'an explained.

"Oh!" Aunt Li nodded, "Store Manager Zhang, why don't you eat something?"

It's not yet a meal, and Zhang Zi'an is not hungry at all, just a little thirsty and a little hot.

He took off his coat and put it aside, "I'm not hungry, let's have a cup of sour plum soup, I want it to be chilled." ”

"Okay!"

Aunt Li returned to the back kitchen, and after a while, she brought a cup of chilled sour plum soup and a plate of small dried fish, which was placed on the ground in front of Vladimir. This is her preferential treatment for Zhang Zi'an, if other guests only order a cup of sour plum soup, there is no dried fish.

"Come, eat. She smiled at it.

Vladimir: "......"

It doesn't eat small dried fish, but knows how much stray cats like it.

Seeing that it didn't move, Aunt Li asked unexpectedly, "Why doesn't it eat?"

"It's not hungry, it just ate ...... before it came out" Before Zhang Zi'an finished speaking, he saw Vladimir open his mouth and eat a small dried fish.