When Gu Weijing walked out of the hallway.

Gu Tongxiang was still leaning on the body of the car with a red face and swiping his mobile phone.

"I'm going to go out on a trip, maybe I'll be home later tonight."

Gu Wei informed his grandfather.

"Let's play by ourselves. Grandpa has important business to talk about now, and I don't have time to pay attention to you. Old man Gu didn't raise his head at all.

He was happily pressing his phone, and he didn't have time to care about what his grandson was going to do when he went out at night.

Looks like

The old man may not have heard what Gu Weijing was saying clearly.

Gu Weijing searched around, and without much effort, he casually abducted Ngawang who was strolling in front of their gallery.

He walked towards the last glimmer of dusk and walked along the embankment of the Yangon River to the main road.

"Do you love Grandpa Wu?"

When passing by Old Man Wu's cultural toy shop, Gu Weijing scratched the soft flesh on Ah Wang's chin that had been eaten recently, and asked casually.

In the evening breeze, the tanuki cat immediately stomped his teeth to show his disdain for the old guy who had robbed him of food.

Of course.

Ngawang may also simply have an onset of stomatitis that is just about to heal, and his gums are itchy.

Anyway, such a reaction is probably hardly related to the noble love in Mr. Sloth's mouth.

"Well, we're a noble free cat that hasn't been domesticated."

Gu Weijing nodded, and pressed his palm against Ah Wang's head twice.

This is the trick in "Pet Mind Reading".

When petting the cat's head, gently squeeze rather than knead.

The difference between this period is that kneading will cause pain to the pet, while moderate squeezing will evoke the touch of the pet's limbs when he is next to the mother when he is a child.

Ngawang's chubby legs kicked twice comfortably.

The whole cat rolled around in Gu Weijing's arms, and from lying on Gu Weijing's arm to lying flat in the crook of his arm like a ten-pound baby.

Gu Weijing stopped slightly, standing in the shade of the river embankment, staring strangely at the cat with trembling beards in his arms.

Ngawang was looking at him lazily, lying on his back and lying very comfortably.

In the movie "Garfield", the protagonist exotic bobcat often likes to use this position to lie on the blanket and take a nap.

In reality.

Lying on the back of the cat in the arms can make the cat very insecure because of the belly facing up.

Only extremely close people and extremely docile cats can unlock this cat holding position, otherwise such a cat is easy to bite.

Who said that Ngawang is a docile cat, the scratches on Gu Tongxiang's face and the 5 shots of rabies vaccine must have different opinions.

And now.

Ngawang lay in his arms without aggression, opening his mouth but instead of biting, he stuck out his tongue and wanted to lick his palm.

"What is it thinking?"

Gu Weijing asked himself in his heart.

When cats in nature express their kindness, they like to lick their smaller cubs and mark them with their own scent.

In the face of larger owners, they like to rub their heads to show submission.

In fact, Ngawang often licked Gu Weijing and Sakai Katsuko, who fed it meat, during this time, but he didn't think about it many times.

After hearing Mr. Sloth's insights.

Gu Weijing suddenly had an intuition.

Ngawang's act of licking himself now is neither surrender nor treating himself as a cub, but a very affectionate expression of emotion.

Probably Mr. Sloth wasn't wrong.

When the intimacy between humans and pets reaches a certain level, there will be a spiritual connection beyond the law of the jungle.

The reason for all this, in the final analysis, may be his exquisite massage techniques and Miss Sakai's imported cheese cat food that is so delicious that even Old Man Wu wants to be greedy for fried green peppers and cucumbers.

This kind of very material and mundane thing.

The emotions that arise are detached from the primitive instincts of animals.

The germ of so-called "love".

Love can make King Kong turn into a finger twister, and it can also make a cat lose its feline wildness and become well-behaved and docile.

There's a cold and funny common sense in the pet world. The vast majority of pet cats or dogs kept in apartments will gnaw on their carcasses due to hunger after the sudden death of their owners.

But there are also examples of staying next to the master without eating or drinking for a week.

"Do you like me? Will you be domesticated by me? ”

Gu Weijing lifted the tanuki cat in his arms and placed it a few centimeters in front of him.

He stared at Ngawang's jade-colored pupils stretched into a round under the not strong sunset at this time, and asked this question that sounded very nonsensical and neurotic to the passers-by around him.

Meow?

A man and a cat look at each other.

Ngawang may or may not have understood.

In the end, he just stretched out his pink tongue and licked the tip of Gu Weijing's nose.

"Okay, from now on, you will be my cat, and I will ask you from Old Man Wu."

Gu Weijing nodded.

——

When Gu Weijing went out at night, he was slightly delayed in order to wait for Dr. Jin to send Tony's information.

When he walked out into the street, Uncle Alay's car was already waiting there.

Generally speaking.

When Gu Weijing wanted to use the car, Uncle Alai would park his car next to the tea stall on the commercial street at the end of the river embankment.

There are many small tea stalls on the streets of Yangon's commercial street for drivers and the like.

When the boss or the jade merchant talks about business, their entourage may wait outside for a day.

In summer, the highest temperature in Myanmar can reach 40 degrees, and waiting in the car will be hot to death.

Of course, the boss could not agree to let the drivers waste gas money on air conditioning, and these small tea stalls in the shade of the trees came into being.

It sells not only tea, but also fried noodles and Burmese sour noodles.

There are even fashion magazines printed with scantily clad girls to provide relief. The subtle difference between "fashion" and "pornography" is not much different in the minds of Yangon's driver circles.

As long as you don't suspect the sanitary conditions there, 1,000 kyats can kill you for a whole day, which translates to less than 50 cents.

In the past, when Mona and Gu Weijing went out together, the Bombay servants in their gold shop often stayed in such places.

Miss Sandnu called it "the Starbucks of the Third World."

Gu Weijing once persuaded Uncle Alai that there was no need to wait there, and he had no problem reimbursing his assistant and driver for a cup of coffee now.

However, far from the grievances and grievances of the past, the gatekeeper of the turbulent political struggle is a little out of the world.

He didn't care about the outside world at all.

Compared with petty bourgeois coffee shops, I enjoy the experience of this kind of market life.

Uncle Alai is always a standout in this kind of place.

In addition to his extraordinarily tall stature and the scars on his face, he looked like a tiger sitting in a group of cats.

The heavy and melancholy style of Joan Didion's "The Year of Whimsy" in his hand also stood out among the magazine covers with plump breasts, fat buttocks, buttocks and thighs around him.

Maybe it's because he looks so weird that even the seats at the tea stalls around him are vacant with a large circle of people.

The patrons at the other tea stalls looked at him as if they were looking at some strange beast in a zoo.

"Let's go to the orphanage."

Gu Weijing held Ah Wang and beckoned to Uncle Ah Lai.

The janitor stood up, opened the door of the back seat for him, and then walked to the driver's seat himself and started the car.

Gu Weijing put the cat down on the seat next to him.

Recently, he has taken Ngawang to the Good Luck Orphanage quite often.

Without his instructions, the janitor was very thoughtful to put a fabric cushion in the back to prevent cat hair from falling.

"By the way, Uncle Alai, I can give you a salary increase, a thousand dollars a month."

Gu Weijing fastened his seatbelt.

He had agreed to give Uncle Alai a "black-hearted" salary of $500.

That's because the system's experience point exchange panel is a bottomless gold-swallowing beast, and every dollar has to be broken in half.

Now that "The Little Prince" is a big hit, Uncle Alai is so powerful, he should also raise his salary.

At least I can already not care about how much these five hundred dollars are.

"Understood."

The middle-aged man who was driving neither refused, nor did his tone seem to be very happy.

He just responded calmly with that characteristic deep voice.

"One more thing, I promised to donate $10,000 a month to the Jasmine Foundation. There should be a payment coming in this month, and the amount is expected to be a lot more than expected......"

Gu Weijing said that he asked the Schönbrunn Palace Office to help register a foundation.

In practice.

Whether it was the renovation of the orphanage, or asking Uncle Arley to exchange the signing fee for the suitcase given by the Mars Gallery for the daily necessities that the orphanage urgently needed, it was directly done in his private name.

But donations of the order of hundreds of thousands of dollars should be more formal.

If nothing else,

In fact, it is not as easy as ordinary people imagine to find a reliable and high-utilization way to spend hundreds of thousands of dollars on charity in a down-to-earth manner.

If you have a small fight, you can buy clothes, buy delicious food.

A few hundred thousand dollars can't buy a million loaves of bread for an orphanage, right?

What can really be eaten is not necessarily wasted.

This amount of money is a bit too large for the size of the Good Luck Orphanage.

Gu Weijing used to plan to find a few more reliable charitable organizations on the Internet and donate $100 each.

Whichever foundation has a higher conversion rate, donate all the money to them.

Now that he has set up his own foundation, he has to do a lot of things himself.

Brother Dyson at Schönbrunn Palace gave him a big plan that involved contacting community hospitals to provide free medical treatment to more than 15 local orphanages.

But he needed someone who could oversee the finances and conduct the fieldwork.

An assistant who can understand the difficulty of polyphony is not the only use for opening an Elantra for him.

“…… There's a lot going on there, and I want the donations to get back to fruition quickly, so there are some things that you might need to follow. I'll give you a contact number in a moment. ”

"I'm not a financial professional."

If you do it, you have to do it well, and Uncle Alai should never take on things that are beyond his ability.

"It's not complicated, it's just that you need to run more, and you need to audit the accounts and have a special financial door. To put it bluntly, you don't need to know how to look at money, you just need to know how to look at people. Gu Weijing explained.

"Okay."

Alai didn't speak, and calmly turned on the lights and turned onto the city highway.

A few seconds passed.

He suddenly asked, "Mr. Gu, let me tell me, it's more than you imagined, how much is it?" ”

"It should be no less than $200,000. There will be money coming in in the future, and there should be 500,000 dollars by the end of this year, which is an optimistic estimate...... Maybe a million dollars. ”

Gu Weijing estimated a number that surprised him very much.

He subconsciously knew that "The Little Prince" could bring a lot of money, but if he really said this number, he could really feel the impact of this wealth.

Even Uncle Alai, who looked like a cold and hard giant carved from obsidian, couldn't help but shake his hand holding the steering wheel.

He knew that his small employer was not simple.

However......

It's a bit too simple, isn't it?

A young person who can donate $10,000 a month is a completely different concept than a young person who can donate $1 million a year.

That is, Alai is also a person who has seen a lot of money and big scenes, so he can maintain basic calm,

But his heart still pounded a few times.

He couldn't help but look through the rearview mirror with inquiring eyes at the boy in the back seat teasing the cat.

There are very few people who Uncle Alai can't see through, and this master is one of them.

A man who has been a leader's bodyguard cannot have a curiosity that should not exist.

However, such a strange thing is really very rare in his career.

"Are you weird?"

Gu Weijing found Uncle Alai's strange expression, which was a little funny.

He originally thought that only an adolescent girl like Kou Ko was a little eight women.

It turns out that a mature and powerful man like Alai can't help but want to gossip at times.

"Yes, Mr. Gu. Curiosity is the most basic human desire and cannot be changed, but I am professionally trained to control myself. But since your expression looks like you're willing to bring up the topic...... I want to know, is it Miss Sakai's money? ”

Uncle Alai's tone was very complicated.

He is very professional in looking at people.

He had speculated before that Gu Weijing was the son of the kind of big industrialist whose family was inconspicuous and undewy.

Yangon is half heaven and half hell.

Although Myanmar is poor to death, there are still 20 rich people in the city who are worth hundreds of millions or even billions of dollars, like Brother Hao or Boss Chen, a collector.

In Uncle Alai's most glamorous era, he also saw real big people at the wine table.

Gu Weijing originally lacked the sense of delicacy that he was born with a golden key, but he had an artist-like tranquility and calmness.

So Uncle Alai looked away at first, thinking that he was a low-key top rich second generation.

After contact, he realized that this guy was telling the truth, and his family really only opened a small gallery. He even looked at Gu Weijing's family from afar, they were just ordinary people.

Uncle Alai had to put his guess on the girl who was painting with Gu Weijing in the Good Luck Orphanage.

With his eyes on people, the first moment they met, Uncle Alai knew that only a truly wealthy family could raise this kind of daughter full of elegance and temperament.

Uncle Alai believes that Miss Sakai can really come up with a million dollars.

"Nothing else, it's really powerful, it's ...... Awesome, in every sense of the word. ”

The middle-aged man, in order to prevent his tone from sounding like sarcasm for his little boss eating soft rice, immediately added.

Joke.

Whether Gu Weijing can eat a million dollars of soft rice, or devote this money to charity.

When you think about it, it's a sky-shattering thing.

(End of chapter)