False Jacksu forced to become Jacksu [Quick Transmigration]

Han Yun really couldn't close the two doors with the strength of a cat. In the end, the neighbor saw that his door was wide open and there was no one in the house to help close it. Seeing the other party's usual look, this should not be the first time. .

Relying on his silly and sweet memory, Han Yun jumped out of the window, strolled for two blocks, and planned to go to a kind person's house to eat, drink, and live.

The place where the kind-hearted people live is a villa area. Han Yun walked around to the door and scratched the door with his paw for a while, but no one answered, probably because he hadn't returned home yet.

So he squatted down at the door, with his front paws in his hands, his hind legs bent and hidden under his body, he turned into a cuboid and lay down by the door, slightly raising his head to stare at the passers-by.

Not long after, a man in a suit and leather shoes walked towards him—it was another familiar face, and Han Yun was already used to it.

He was picked up by kind people.

"Here we go again, huh?" said the good-hearted man.

"cat--"

Han Yun let out a soft cry, and the kind-hearted man touched his head, unlocked the door with his fingerprints, and walked in with the cat in his arms.

The villa was decorated exquisitely - just like a model house, although beautiful, it was not popular at all.

Han Yun was put on the ground, the kind-hearted man took off his coat, rolled up his sleeves and walked into the kitchen, turned on the range hood, apparently to cook.

Han Yun took advantage of this time to walk around, and after a while, he heard a voice from downstairs: "It's time to eat."

Hearing that there was something to eat, Han Yun cat ran downstairs. When passing the corridor, he saw his own cat shape in front of a pair of floor-to-ceiling mirrors—it should be a puppet cat breed, with snow-white fur, occasionally dotted with a few pieces The cat's eyes are brown and lake blue, round and big. It's Lin Chiling among cats -- bah, it should be Daniel Wu among cats.

Han Cat Wu Yanzu Yun jumped onto the dining table, and a pot of steamed fish was placed in front of it.

"Let's eat." The man said, seeing that he started to bury his head in eating the fish, he looked at it for a few seconds and then left.

Probably because Han Yun is still a person at heart, he still feels hungry after eating a fish, but the cat can't open the refrigerator door, so he can only look for food in limited places.

After sweeping the living room and kitchen, Han Yun only found a few apples.This house is too deserted, and most of the furniture is made of cold metal, which makes it look even more empty.

In this kind of house, that person actually has ingredients, and even cooked a delicious fish for him?

Han Yun hugged the apple tightly, but the apple was too big, too round and his mouth was too small. He really couldn't bite it down, so he had to give up in the end.

As a cat, Han Yun really didn't have any entertainment activities. He squinted his eyes and fell asleep on the dining table. After some time, it was already dark when he woke up in a daze.

Han Yun glanced at the clock, it was 20:30.There was no change in his position, and there was nothing on the dining table except a pot of fish bones.

Han Yun rubbed his head in distress, he was hungry.

There was really no other way, so Han Yun had no choice but to go to the apples that couldn't be chewed again, and dangled upstairs with one of the roots in his mouth.

The second floor was pitch black, and the lights in the corridor were not turned on. Fortunately, the cat's eyesight was good enough, and Han Yun confirmed the location of the kind-hearted man with the light from the crack of the door.

He walked to the door and scratched at it desperately.

A few seconds later, with the sound of the doorknob turning, dazzling light came out of the room little by little, spreading all over Han Yun's body.

The kind-hearted man looked down at him: "What's the matter?"

The too strong light caused Han Yun's cat pupils to shrink suddenly, and he pushed the apple forward with his paws.

The kind-hearted man paused and said, "I won't eat."

Han Yun: "Meow meow meow meow!!!"

Mentally retarded, who the hell let you eat, I want you to cut into pieces for me!

Han Yun patted the apple with one paw, and opened his mouth to bite.

The kind-hearted man said, "I really don't want to eat it."

Han Yun: "..."

Reluctantly, he wiped the apple with the meat pad, stretched out his fingernail and scratched the middle, and then pushed the apple towards the man.

The kind-hearted man looked at him silently, and in the dark pupils was a soft and cute fat cat looking at him with round eyes.

"Ok."

said the kind-hearted man, bending over to pick up the apple.

Han Yun's eyes lit up.

"Thank you." The kind-hearted man said, then took a bite of the apple, and smiled with the corner of his mouth pulled. From the formulaic arc, it can be seen that he doesn't do this often, "Well, sweet."

Han Yun: "Meow meow???!!!"

Lao Tzu's apple? ? ! !

You mentally retarded! ! ! !

#Hungry#

#猫生恐怖#

Han Yun was trembling with anger, and then he felt his body suddenly suspended in the air. He was picked up by a kind-hearted man, who walked to the desk and sat down, and then put it next to a pile of documents on the desk.

The man took out a paper knife from the drawer, cut a small piece of the apple in his hand and put it in front of him.

Han Yun wolfed it down, and the kind-hearted man turned his head to look at him, and then realized something, "Hungry?"

Han Yun rolled his eyes angrily, "Meow meow meow——"

How the hell do you know I'm hungry? !

The man got up and went to the closet to search for it. A few minutes later, he came back with a bunch of dried meat, biscuits and other snacks, and unpacked them and handed them to him.

Han Yun took a bite, spit it out after chewing a few times, scratched the hand of the good-hearted man with his claws angrily—it was sour and hard, it was definitely a fossil of the dried meat world Bar? !

The well-meaning man was taken aback for a moment, then looked down at the expiration date, and Han Yun craned his neck to look at it - sure enough, the jerky has expired for almost two years.

The man rubbed his forehead, took out his mobile phone and dialed a number: "Hello, Assistant Chen, it's me."

"Are you free now, help me go to the supermarket to buy some—" At this point, the man glanced at him and paused, "By the way, do you know what else cats eat besides fish?"

"Well... cat food?"

Cat food? !

Han Yun kicked his eyes and meowed a few times angrily. He wants to eat human food, so he doesn't eat cat food!

The kind-hearted man rubbed his head reassuringly, and said, "Don't buy cat food for now, other...you can buy whatever you can eat. Also, tomorrow, I will hire a housekeeper to be responsible for three days a day. meal."

"Okay, sorry to trouble you."

Han Yun tilted his head. This person has an assistant, and he is also a life assistant. It seems that he has a lot of background.

He turned his head to look at the documents spread out on the table. The title was the development contract of a certain real estate. When he turned to the last page, Han Yun looked at the inscription and signature below.

Party A Shen Nan, Party B Fu Qinghe.Shen Nan's name was printed, while Fu Qinghe's was handwritten, and the ink was not completely dry.

Han Yun was taken aback for a moment. Fu Qinghe knew that he was the "Boss Fu" Su Chengzheng said in the afternoon. He was discussing a big project with their company recently. The original body, who was only an assistant, didn't know exactly what the situation was. It seemed that they couldn't reach an agreement, which made Su Chengzheng very upset.

Han Yun turned around and looked at Fu Qinghe who was busy with work after making the phone call. It was strange, if this person was really Fu Qinghe, the other party didn't seem to be as withdrawn and difficult to get along with as the rumors that Silly Baitian had heard before.

After a while, the assistant Chen whom Fu Qinghe was talking about just now came, carrying two full shopping bags in his hand.

The future rations were finally guaranteed, and Han Miao was moved to tears.

After eating and drinking enough, Han Yun made a major discovery—although being a cat is boring, causing trouble for others is a very pleasant thing to listen to.

For example, now, Han Miao is running and jumping around, playing with this and touching that, and it didn't take long to toss the neat study room into a mess. When Fu Qinghe closed the folder and looked up, what he saw was a round eye watching quietly and obediently. Looking at Wu Yanzu in his cat, and the wind-like study behind Wu Yanzu.

Fu Qinghe: "..."

He looked down at Han Yun: "What are you doing?"

Fu Qinghe was raising a cat for the first time, and the first time he raised was a cat with an unusual high IQ, so he used the way of educating children to communicate with Han Yun, but he didn't think there was anything wrong with it. He didn't think there was anything strange about the other party's response beyond the normal cat's IQ. The impression Han Yun gave him made him think that all cats should be so smart.

Han Yun squinted at him: "Meow."

"hungry?"

"Meow."

"Want to go to the bathroom?"

"Meow."

"..." Fu Qinghe thought for a while, "In heat?"

Han Yun's hair exploded, and he scratched his paw on the back of his hand again: "Meow!"

Fu Qinghe struggled to search his mind for the knowledge he knew about cats, a kind of arrogant creature. After thinking for a while, he said: "There are no toys at home, and there are no cat teasers."

Who cares about such low goods as cat teasers.

Han Yun curled his lips, stepped back and gathered his energy and jumped forward to Fu Qinghe, who was caught firmly by the opponent and hugged into his arms.

The heavy but warm and soft body leaning against him was a feeling Fu Qinghe had never experienced before. He couldn't help but lowered his head and rubbed Han Yun's face, and said softly: "I have no experience in raising cats. I don't have any experience with other people either."

"So if I didn't do something right, I'm sorry, but I did my best."

He petted Han Yun again, then put the cat aside, and tidied up the study by himself.

Fu Qinghe is a boring and old-fashioned person, and Han Yun can see this from the first day of getting along.

That night, after Fu Qinghe cleaned up the study and washed it, he lay down on the bed, turned on the bedside lamp and began to read. After about an hour, he turned off the light and went to sleep, and it was not even 12 o'clock at night!Han Yun felt that only students and old people went to bed so early.

Fu Qinghe slept on a double bed. Originally, he had always slept in the middle, but this time there was an extra cat, so they were on each side.But Fu Qinghe was afraid that Han Yun would be overwhelmed by his poor sleeping appearance. After all, that soft little thing could be killed with a little force, so Fu Qinghe was extra careful and kept lying on the side.

As a result, when he woke up in the morning, he found himself lying on the ground, while the cat occupied the entire double bed, with only its round head exposed outside the quilt, sleeping deeply.

Fu Qinghe rubbed his forehead and got up from the ground.

He made himself breakfast, a cup of black coffee, a sandwich with fried eggs, ham and pork chops, and two slices of toast. This was the only breakfast he knew how to cook, just as steamed fish for the little ones was the only one he had. There is a reason for every dish that can be cooked.

Fu Qinghe doesn't care about the quality of life. He can eat exquisite French meals in five-star hotels, or eat ordinary porridge and vegetarian dishes at home. For him, these forms are just to fill his stomach.

But his rough life doesn't mean that the little thing on his bed can be casual, so Fu Qinghe asked his assistant to hire a housekeeper to take care of three meals a day yesterday.

However, just when he finished his meal and cleaned up the table and was about to go out, Fu Qinghe found that the little thing had already squatted at the door at some point, looking up at him, wagging its tail behind him, displeased. He kindly gave him a meow.

Without thinking too much, Fu Qinghe bent down and picked up Han Yun, and took him to the company together.

At work, Fu Qinghe handed Han Yun over to a female assistant. The round-faced assistant took Han Yun carefully and asked, "Mr. Fu, what's the name of this cat?"

Fu Qinghe paused when he stepped into the office, "He doesn't have a name."

"Ah? Then...won't you take one?"

Fu Qinghe said calmly: "I have no right to name him. This cat does not belong to me. We just met by chance."

In fact, Fu Qinghe is not someone who treats his subordinates harshly, but the other party's cold tone and expressionless face are too intimidating. After receiving his negative answer, the assistant did not dare to say anything more, so he answered yes .

When the boss walked into the office without looking sideways and closed the door, the assistant breathed a sigh of relief and took Han Yun back to his cubicle.

Fu Qinghe's office is on the eleventh floor, separated from other executives' offices by a corridor, and outside is the cubicle for assistants and secretaries.Most of them are girls, and gossip and gossip are indispensable after work. Therefore, in addition to harvesting a lot of snacks and hot kisses, Han Yun also learned a lot about Fu Qinghe.

From the point of view of most of the employees, including the assistants and secretaries who were relatively close to him, although they didn't have much dislike for Fu Qinghe, they still stayed away from him because of his withdrawn and out-of-group relationship.This is why Fu Qinghe needs a team of assistants - he is not as good at socializing as other businessmen, so he needs assistants to be in charge of his external relations, and each assistant has their own scope of work.

Probably this is also the reason why Fu Qinghe gave Su Chengzheng such a headache. He doesn't like anything, and he doesn't even have any obvious preferences.

After a day's work, Fu Qinghe took Han Yun home, and the housekeeping aunt had already prepared a table of dishes for them.

One person and one cat finished dinner quietly. After eating and drinking, Han Yun jumped on Fu Qinghe's lap and turned his belly out to him.

"Hold on?"

"Meow."

Fu Qinghe rubbed his stomach for him, and they already had enough tacit understanding.

For the next few days, Han Yun and Fu Qinghe went in and out together. Fu Qinghe was most relaxed when he was alone with a cat. He would often talk to cats, and he also figured out Han Yun's habit: to answer meow is to say no. , if there is an ending sound similar to 'woo' after meow, it means agreement, if the ending sound is a light and rising sound of 'mi', then the little guy is going to cause some trouble again.

Fu Qinghe didn't know why the cat seemed to understand his words and was happy to communicate with him. Although the cat was equally intelligent last month, it rarely interacted with him. It usually nestled in the corner after eating. Sleeping, not at all restless and capricious now.

Still, who cares.

That night, Fu Qinghe still took Han Yun to the study, he was used to the other party's company.And except for the first day, the little guy has always been very well-behaved and sensible when he is busy, and he will only start to make trouble when he is sure that he has done all the important things.

Under the bright desk lamp, Han Yun chewed on the biscuit while watching him process the documents.

When he saw a familiar name, Han Yun stood up and patted the document with his paws covered in biscuit crumbs.

Fu Qinghe looked up at him: "What?"

Su Chengzheng.

Han Yun stared at those three words. If he hadn't glanced at them by accident, he would have almost forgotten the task that this person entrusted to him.

Fu Qinghe flipped forward, "What's wrong with the cooperation contract of Lanxi Resort, do you like it?"

"Meow."

Han Yun stepped on the contract, swept his tail over Fu Qinghe's fingers, and uttered another lingering cry: "Meow."

He didn't intend to get Fu Qinghe to sign the document so easily. He just planned to be special and let the other party read it carefully. After all, Su Chengzheng's label is the pride of heaven, and his ability is not much worse than Fu Qinghe. It can even be said that he is evenly matched. , so perhaps Fu Qinghe's second thoughtful consideration might make him change his mind.

Unexpectedly, the other party's next move almost made Han Yun's jaw drop in shock.

"Well... okay." Fu Qinghe said, "Left and right are not a big deal."

He turned to the last page and signed his name in the lower right corner.

"You like to play in the water. Lanxi is indeed a good place. I can take you there when I have time later."

Han Yun tilted his head, opened his mouth to take the biscuit from Fu Qinghe, and brushed his beard across his fingers, in exchange for a few chuckles from the other party.

"That's great," he whispered.

Unfortunately, Fu Qinghe is still skeptical about whether he can go to Lanxi Resort with Han Yun.

Because when Fu Qinghe woke up the next morning, he found that the cat was gone.

He searched all over the house, only to find a piece of white paper with the paw prints of plum blossoms on the dining table, next to it was ketchup poured all over the table, and the milky white marble floor with many paw prints on it.

Fu Qinghe was startled, then turned his head to look at the calendar. Today is exactly seven days since he picked up the cat home this month.

gone again.

Fu Qinghe stood there in a daze for a long time. After a while, he picked up the white paper, folded it into a small square with only paw prints exposed, put it in his pocket, and silently cleaned the dining table.