Chapter 65: Make a call to the master

The little flower cat stops and goes, sniffing every scent in the air with its nose.

He stopped and looked at the giant LED screen in the distance, which displayed the image of his own wisdom and martial arts.

Little Flower Cat suddenly felt that he was about to take back the world occupied by cat slaves!

"Meow!" he gestured his paw at the fat orange man who was panting tired, and the fat orange man finally couldn't walk, and lay on the ground as a dead dog, no matter how the little flower cat barked, he just refused to move.

The little flower cat shook her head helplessly, walked back and patted the orange fat man's head, and meowed, you little fat pig, I don't want you to come, you want to come, this time it's okay, I can't find the little princess of the Persian cat!

The sky slowly darkened, the little flower cat raised its head, its eyes were round, looking at every adult or child who walked by it, many children held the balloon of the cat's head in their hands, and under a closer look, they were all made with the original version of the little flower cat.

"Meow!" Little Flower Cat was secretly proud in her heart, so good, I have finally taken the first step in the great cause of recovering the world, stupid cat slaves, you are waiting to be transformed by me little by little, and become my loyal shovel officer!

"Hey, this isn't ......" A chubby middle-aged man stopped, his eyes fell on the body of the little cat, behind the thick glasses, there was a surprise that couldn't be suppressed, "It's our cat!"

The person who came was the director.

He picked up the little flower cat, touched his head lovingly, the little flower cat meowed, rubbed it on his face, turned around, and the director found that there was a chubby, yellow big cat squatting on the ground.

He squatted down and picked up the fat cat, and felt the weight as soon as he started his hand, good guy, there are more than ten pounds!

Looking at the color of the fur and the size of this figure, is it the legendary orange cat that grows fat when drinking water?

"Little girl, let's go, let's go meet an old friend!" The director held a cat in one hand and ran straight to the office building in the distance.

On the top floor of the luxuriously decorated office building, the entire floor is the office room of Jinyu's studio, and Tang Jinyu is sitting in the office at this time, frowning and listening to the reports of his subordinates.

"Now there are many unscrupulous merchants who use the name of Little Flower Cat to produce dolls and toys, which has had a great impact on our derivative product promotion plan. A young man dressed in a suit and meticulously combed his hair reported loudly, "According to the grapevine, Wang Jie, the owner of Xiaohua Cat, intends to sell the image rights of Xiaohua Cat......

"That's enough!" Tang Jinyu slapped the table, "These are all rumors, Boss Wang, I can trust him! He would never do such a thing!" Her gaze swept over the faces of everyone present one by one, word by word, and said firmly, "From tomorrow, go to the trademark registration office, whether it is a black cat, a white cat, a yellow cat, a flower cat, in short, all the trademarks that are related to the little flower cat, all of them will be registered for me!"

"Someone has already registered for the white cat...... someone in the audience covered their mouths and snickered.

"Then find someone who is not registered!" Tang Jinyu knocked on the table with a serious face and said, "Also, the legal department has redrafted a contract about Boss Wang's authorization to use the image rights of Xiaohua Cat ......"

"I don't think we need to inform him, after all, he is a pet shop owner, and he probably doesn't know much about the ...... of image rights and image rights," or the young man who spoke just now, smirking proudly, "so that we can save a lot of licensing fees......"

"You won't have to go to work tomorrow, Finance Department, settle his salary and compensation!" Tang Jinyu stared at this handsome young man coldly, raised his eyebrows coldly, and gave an eviction order.

Everyone present shuddered, but they didn't expect Tang Jinyu, who was usually smiling and friendly, to become so arbitrary when it came to things about the little flower cat.

"I'm sorry, I knocked on the door when I came in...... "The chubby director slowly pushed the door open, and also felt that the atmosphere in the office was very tense, and smiled at everyone, "Jinyu, look what I brought you!"

"Ah, it's Your Majesty the Cat!" As soon as she saw the little flower cat, Tang Jinyu's gloomy face suddenly smiled like a flower, and hurriedly ran over to pick up the little flower cat, and rubbed it with her face lovingly, "Your Majesty the cat, how did you come here?"

Little Flower Cat squinted her eyes, enjoyed her caresses, turned her head, and meowed at the chubby director, who smiled, "I met by chance on the side of the road, just downstairs ......"

"Oh, I see, the little flower cat should have come to play with the Persian cat......" When filming the movie, Tang Jinyu brought the little flower cat to the studio, but only two or three times, but I didn't expect the little flower cat to remember the route and find it!

"Why didn't your cat master come?" Tang Jinyu hugged the little flower cat to the desk, teased its fluffy little paws with her hands, tugged at its beard, and asked with her eyebrows.

"Meow...... Meow meow!" The little flower cat barked happily twice, lay down in her arms, rubbed her head against her full chest, and made a purring sound, so that everyone laughed secretly, and the kitten was taking the opportunity to rub the oil!

"Let's break up!" Tang Jinyu was in a much better mood, and called the very handsome young man just now, "For the sake of the little flower cat, don't take it as an example, be kind, remember?"

"Thank you General Manager, thank you Little Flower Cat!" The young man flattered to touch Little Flower Cat, Little Flower Cat glared at it, and its paws suddenly poked out sharp hooks, which frightened him to hurriedly withdraw his hand.

"Xiaomei, come and see, your little brother of the cat!" Tang Jinyu picked up the three cats, each of them was so cute, her heart was instantly cute.

"Let's go, let's go home!"

The little flower cat lay next to the floor-to-ceiling window of Tang Jinyu's villa, and played with the Persian cat to grab the yarn.

The orange fat man was lying on the side of the food bowl, eating and drinking.

The little flower cat suddenly turned around, saw the dark night outside, meowed and threw down the woolen ball, jumped to Tang Jinyu's side, patted her mobile phone, Tang Jinyu didn't know why, the little flower cat's beard drooped down, and the two front paws were flat on the sofa, stretching her waist.

"Do you want me to call your master?" asked Tang Jinyu, holding the little flower cat in her arms.

"Meow!" the little cat's eyes lit up and nodded again and again.

Tang Jinyu smiled, this little thing is really smart, and he can understand people!

Wang Jie was about to go out to look for it, but his mobile phone beeped, Chu Xiangling saw that it was Tang Jinyu's phone, and pushed the phone into his hand, "Big beauty's call, answer it quickly!"

Wang Jie smiled, picked up the phone, and the gloom on his face slowly dissipated, "The little flower cat is at Tang Jinyu's house, and the orange fat man is also there, Tang Jinyu said that he will personally send them back tomorrow, and he will talk about the issue of the image authorization of the little flower cat." ”

"Authorize, is that a lot of small money! Then how are you going to repay others and promise each other?" Chu Xiangling teased, dodging Wang Jie's slap, and squeaked twice under his armpit, itching Wang Jie to forgive.

"I'm going home, Brother Jie, don't forget, wash your hands tomorrow and serve Miss Tang well!" Chu Xiangling grimaced at him, let out a roaring laugh, touched the earth dog who brought the medical box for her, lifted the curtain and went home.

"I can talk about this idea with her......" Wang Jie waved goodbye to Chu Xiangling, thinking faintly.