Lady Sierra was brought by Geno, who asked Oriana to bring with her, and Jeno didn't have a crush on her, but her cat.

Fat Orange was beckoned by Jeno, with joy written on his face, and was extremely reluctant to be put into Jeno's arms by Ms. Serra.

Jeno happily stroked the cat twice, then put it on the ground.

It's late autumn in Piltover, the temperature is less than 10 degrees, and the cold air casts a cold mist over the marble floor.

As soon as the fat orange's little paws touched the cold floor, they immediately bounced up, and jumped at Oriana, standing on her shoes on their hind legs, and the person stood up and hugged her calves and screamed.

"Old Wu Old Wu Old Wu ......"

The floor is very cold, and Fat Orange, who is used to being held in his arms all the time, is directly frozen into a sand sculpture cat, and his mouth keeps repeating the meow language with unknown meaning.

Orianna smirked and picked up the cat with great difficulty, and she also changed into seasonal autumn clothes, and the combination of small leather shoes and stockings and knitted hats looked very playful.

"It looks like the ground is hot, and Orianna puts it on the blanket."

Fat Orange was put down on the blanket with a look of resistance, and its four paws flailed wildly in the air, and when its footpads touched the ground, the whole cat froze.

At one point, it raised one of its paws and licked it, then landed on the blanket and stepped on it a few times.

"Meow meow?!"

Fat Orange fell straight down, closed his eyes and walked peacefully.

Ms. Sierra had never seen it like this, and hurriedly squatted down to stroke its shiny fur, only to see that the fat orange changed his position very cooperatively, revealing his white belly, and let others stroke it.

The fat orange was very comfortable to touch, and kept moaning comfortably, and the milk voice was milky, very sultry.

Another noble hairless cat was picked up by the sound of fat orange's milk, jumped out of the hostess's arms, ran to the electric blanket and curled up next to the fat orange plate.

The owner of the hairless cat was a woman dressed as a noblewoman, and she came over and squatted down with an apologetic face, and gracefully picked up her baby, and the disgust in her eyes flashed.

I don't know that the hairless cat's four paws are tightly hooked on the electric blanket, and the back is hunched and growling, looking like it has fried hair, if it has hair.

The lady covered her mouth in surprise, and saw Jeno petting her baby cat with a look of enjoyment, and then gloated and said to her: "Madam, it seems that your cat likes my electric blanket very much, do you want to buy one?" ”

"You added catnip?"

The lady had apparently not yet discovered the peculiarity of the blanket, for its grey color was so inconspicuous that any of these nobles could afford it without a colorful tiger skin blanket or a thick, warm bearskin blanket?

And at home, I haven't seen cats crazy to drill into a more comfortable animal skin blanket, this gray blanket is not added with catnip wood Tianknotweed, what else can it be?

"Madame is not afraid of dirty hands, and you can know it when you touch it."

The lady endured her disgust, stretched out her plump palm that had just done her nail art, touched it on the electric blanket that looked dirty, and then she was also stunned and blurted out:

"This blanket actually heats up?"

"So many people belong to the lady is the most discerning, this kind of blanket is called electric blanket, the blanket is woven or sewn into the insulating electric heating element in the form of a snake, as long as it is connected to the energy source, it can always be heated."

Jeno held back his words for a long time, and he didn't care if the other party could understand it or not, as long as he bluffed the other party, he succeeded in the first step.

"Do you still need batteries?"

"The most ordinary Hexcube battery can be activated, and the temperature can be adjusted freely."

"Will there be a leakage and a fire?" The thought of energy flowing through the flammable blanket made the noblewoman feel worried.

"Responsibly, the heating elements are coated with heat-resistant resin, insulated and will not catch fire, and if any accidents occur, you can always come to me for compensation."

These wealthy people don't care about the compensation Jeno promises, and the safety of the product is what they really care about.

Seeing that her cat had become one with the electric blanket and could not be separated for a moment, the noble lady hesitated and said:

"How much? I bought one for my cat. ”

"A sea of hardware."

"So cheap? I buy three. ”

"It's late autumn, and laying under a sheet is an effective way to relieve rheumatism." Piltover is surrounded by the sea on both sides, and the autumn is extremely wet and cold, and rheumatism is common.

"Gojo, the old man in the family happens to have rheumatism."

"It's almost winter, ma'am......"

"Jujo!"

"Squire, take ten electric blankets from the storeroom and send them to Madame's house." Jeno shouted loudly, attracting a lot of attention.

Doubts spread as voices spread.

Who closed a trade so quickly? And it's still wholesale? What works so well?

The melon-eating crowd who didn't know the truth came around, watching a group of cute pets gather on the gray carpet, stretching their bodies lazily, which is very cute.

These pets are all walking gold hexcoins, and now they are all willing to become Jeno's trust, constantly scratching their heads and making gestures, so that their owners accept Jeno's Amway, and willingly pay for electric blankets.

"You're such a sales geek." Orianna sat down beside Jeno and cursed with a smile.

"yes, yes, I was very optimistic about Jeno in the first place." Ms. Sierra is a cat slave, and now she has a blanket of cats of all breeds to give her enough to make her feel like she is in a dream.

"Oh my God, am I in heaven? Oriana, Jaynor, thank you for bringing me here. ”

The skin on Serra's face reflected a blissful glow, and between the slight shakings, joy overflowed.

Her fat fingers gently swept over the fur of various touches, and there was no more extreme enjoyment than this, she was so intoxicated that even her own fat orange was left out in the cold.

Oriana nodded and smiled, and Jeno waved generously: "You two remember to bring one back, it's for free." ”

The light in the hall changed, and Jeno raised his eyelids to catch a glimpse of the tall figure standing in the doorway blocking the sunlight, and continued:

"Caitlyn should bring an electric blanket too."

"Electric blankets?" Caitlyn looked around, her gaze quickly swept over, and then walked straight to Jeno.

Her hand touched the blanket and reluctantly withdrew it.

"What are you designing this for? In order to make money, there are obviously better options. "Caitlyn is a high-tech weapons workshop at home, and even how horrible the profits from this thing are.

"I don't think Mrs. Piltworth is very warm."

Jeno looked at Catelyn's smooth thighs exposed to the cold air, and the meaning in his eyes was self-evident.

The favorite thing for the rich Piltover to do was to show off their wealth, to give expensive value to certain things, and then to carry them with them, and over time these things became fashionable.

In Piltover's beauty salons, fashion rises and falls, and while most people's tastes tend to be formal and practical, there are still those who use their ostentatious displays of wealth to push the eye and common sense of good taste.

The rich people change their fashionable clothes frequently, but the price they pay behind their good looks is to be cold, and compared to the Freljords who are still shirtless and wearing iron armor in the ice and snow, their cold is simply not worth mentioning.

And the bloated autumn pants are really unacceptable, and the rich would rather be frozen than be talked about, so they do not have in-depth research and development of cold-warming items.

And most of the scientific research materials are in the hands of the rich, no one develops warm items, and most ordinary people can only follow the rich to suffer from the cold, so Jeno thought of making a big fuss in this regard.

"We usually rely on the fireplace to ward off the cold."

Caitlyn glared at Jeno as a warning, shrunk her legs, and sat gracefully on the blanket and touched the soft cat hair.

When she first entered, she looked around, just to find a fireplace to warm her hands.

"Do you sleep in the lab, next to the fireplace?"

Jeno's words left several people speechless.