The Little Mermaid Raids President Yan Control

The flying dog's life began when the silver gradient kitten was left behind.

Since it was a gift from his mother-in-law, no matter how frightened Niss was, he could only bite the bullet and accept it.

Han Yangqing loves to drink coffee very much, and the kitten is named Coffee.

Because there is a mermaid who is afraid of cats at home, Han Yangqing planned to keep Coffee in the lounge on the first floor at first, but once he left the lounge, Coffee would scream crazily. Even if it is dumb, it will meow hoarsely.

There was no other way, Han Yangqing had no choice but to release it from the room.

The little guy changed instantly after he came out, as if the whole room was his territory, and he happily explored everywhere with his little white paws.

Coffee is cute and cute around Han Yangqing, Han Yuan, and even the aunt at home. It may be influenced by nature. Once it sees the little mermaid, it will stretch out its sharp claws and show the state of a predator.

"I have to go to Kaixin to talk about the company's development plan last time. I won't close the coffee. It's just a kitten the size of your palm. Don't be afraid." President Han hugged the head of the little mermaid, comforting Nice, who was frightened when he heard the cat meowing outside the door, "Learn to get along with it? Okay?"

The shares of Kaixin are in the hands of Niss, but Niss knows nothing about company management, and many things still need to be solved by Han Yangqing.

Originally, Nice was going to the company with his lover, but he just received a call from Qiaoshang in the morning, saying that the whole department was going to hold a farewell party for him, and the hotel address had been booked, so he couldn't miss the appointment.

"Can't you lock it up?" Nice sniffled pitifully, trying to arouse Han Yangqing's distress.

The coffee is very small, but he can't help being afraid, it's a mark in his blood, and he can't change it.

"Hey, you have to get along well with the coffee, I have to leave quickly." Han Yangqing glanced at the red message sent by Su Qing, he didn't have time to catch kittens in the big villa.

President Han held the briefcase, kissed the beautiful eyes of the little mermaid comfortingly, and walked out of the master bedroom quickly.

"Don't, wait, wait a minute..."

So the family became a scene where there were only him, Han Yuan, and Coffee.

Nice could feel that, outside the door, the terrifying predator was lying on the carpet, eyeing it, waiting for the moment he went out, and biting its legs.

Father, Mother, Nice is about to be eaten by a predator, what to do?

"Bang bang bang."

Han Yuan came to remind Nice to prepare for the trip and choose a vehicle for the trip, but the arrogant kitten was lying dead in front of the door, preventing him from opening the door.

Han Yuan picked up the squinting little guy who was about to fall asleep, "Sir, are you going to go out later? It seems that the time is almost up, and you have to prepare your travel clothes."

The little guy was very well-behaved, with his head stuffed between Han Yuan's arms, he seemed to be very sleepy, and fell asleep again.

Cats that are as young as one month need a lot of sleep, and it is normal to sleep fifteen hours a day. Han Yuan stood at the door holding the purring coffee with his eyes closed, waiting for the man's answer.

"Han Yuan..."

A man's calm voice came from inside the door.

"What's the matter, sir?"

"That, that is, the coffee is still outside."

Like what Mr. Han said, Nice is really scared of kittens.But the coffee is obedient and soft, and has a good temper. No matter how he kneads it, he won't resist. How can anyone be afraid of this little guy?

"Sir, don't worry, the coffee is in my arms. I hold him, you can come out, there will be no problem."

Although Han Yuan is not as old as Yang Qing, but he is methodical and careful in doing things, and Nice still trusts him.

He moved slowly to the door with tentative steps, the closer he got to the door, the slower his speed.

Following the movements that Yang Qing had taught him, he took a few deep breaths to suppress the panic in his heart.

The door opened, and Han Yuan, who knew Nice was afraid of cats, was holding the cat and standing as far away from him as possible, "Sir, all your clothes are in the cloakroom next door, and Mr. Han drove out in a black Lamborghini, are you ready for travel?" Which one do you take?"

It's also strange, the coffee that has been enjoying the sleep sees Nice, as if smelling catnip, instantly regains energy, and tries to jump out of Han Yuan's arms many times.

Back arched, black pupils dilated.

Nice's whole body was stiff, his leg muscles trembling, and he was ready to escape from this place at any time.

"Sir, go to the cloakroom to pick out clothes first, I'll lock the coffee in the cage downstairs."

There was no way to go on like this, so Han Yuan had no choice but to grab the cat by the back of the neck and temporarily lock the coffee in the pet cage left by Han's mother in the lobby on the first floor.

There are gaps in the cage, which allow the coffee to see the presence of humans, reduce the anxiety of the little one after arriving at the new home, and temporarily restrict the cat's trajectory.

Most of the clothes Han Mu bought were fancy shirts or all kinds of sweaters that young people like. After choosing for a long time, he found a black inner jacket and a dark blue trench coat from the corner of the wardrobe on the other side, and matched it with a pair of black Martin boots.

Today's Nice is an aristocratic gentleman from Country Y.

The windbreaker was knee-length, and only his height and figure could support it. If it was worn by a thinner man, only his head would be visible.

"Ding dong~~"

The mobile phone in the pocket rang, "Donglai Hotel 888 private room at night, don't forget, start at 05:30, don't be late, Little Nice~~"

It was a message from Qiao Shang.

Nice glanced at the clock, it was just 03:30, there were still nearly two hours before the dinner.

There's a scary cat in the living room, no, he can't stay with the cat for two hours.

Seeing the avatar on the screen of the phone, Nice dialed back the phone number, "Hello?"

"Nice? Call me so early? Don't tell me now that you can't come at night. I have made appointments with people and restaurants, so I can't push..."

The man chattered a lot, and back and forth were those few words that warned him that he had to participate in the dinner.

"No, I have something to do at home and I have to go out early. I want to ask where your home is. I'll go to you first and go to the restaurant together later."

"Uh, anyway, there is no one in my house, so you come first."

After hanging up the phone, Qiao Shang quickly sent him the address.

After going downstairs, the little mermaid stared nervously at the iron cage, bypassed the iron cage, and ran to the door.

The little mermaid, who has repeatedly failed the driver's license test, completely gave up driving.

Driving the car for the master is also what an all-round butler should do. When President Han is away, Han Yuan works part-time as a travel driver in Nice.

In order to keep a low profile, Niste deliberately chose a dark gray car that looked relatively 'ordinary' in Yang Qing's luxury car garage.

This car looks ordinary at first glance, but upon closer inspection, the bodywork is exquisite and there are many special points in details. In fact, it is a car more expensive than BMW and Mercedes-Benz, and it is a Lexus limited edition worth 3000 million.

3000 million, in President Han's garage, it is considered a mid-to-high-end car.

"Sir, are you sure your colleague lives here?"

It was a dilapidated residential building, and the outer walls of many houses were peeling off. There was not even a security guard at the gate of the community, only a dirty and rusty iron gate.

Han Yuan had no choice but to get out of the car himself and remove the iron gate, and waited for the old people carrying all kinds of daily necessities to pass by before he reluctantly drove into the community.

The roads in the community are narrow, and there is no underground parking lot at all. It just so happens that there is an empty parking space downstairs at Qiao Shang's house. "Sir, I'll wait for you in the car."

"Don't wait for me. If you feel bored, you can take a stroll nearby. I will call you before I am ready to leave."

He doesn't know how to drive, and it's troublesome enough to ask Han Yuan to be the driver. He can't let a kid in his 20s sit in the car and wait for him.

The corridors of the old residential buildings in the city center are always filled with shoe cabinets, wooden cabinets, discarded sundries and other items by the old people. Nice climbed up to the third floor with a little difficulty wearing a windbreaker.

"Quick, come in and drink some hot water."

Qiao Shang opened the door and stood at the door to greet him.

Although the external environment is quite bad, the room was decorated exquisitely by Qiaoshang. The house is not big, with two bedrooms, one living room, one bathroom and one kitchen, but it is enough for Qiaoshang to live alone. The guest room can also be used for drinking too much friends live.

In the city center of S, it is pretty good to be able to rent such a house for 500 yuan.

"What's the matter, young master Han's family has gone, so you have to hide here?"

Nisi would not tell Qiaoshang that he was frightened by a cat and ran out.

When encountering such questions that he didn't want to answer, he habitually pretended not to hear, "The water in your house is delicious."

water?Isn't it just ordinary boiling hot water?

It's really embarrassing to change the subject.

"What's this?" Nice pointed to a pile of wood and half-assembled wooden objects in the corner of the living room.

"Ah, I have a friend who has strong hands-on skills, especially this kind of woodworking. He is very good at it. No, I didn't know where I got a piece of red wood a while ago, and he insisted on making me a set of tables and chairs."

The red wood is not ordinary wood, it is a kind of tree called red shirt. This kind of tree is very rare, but it is one of the most feared natural products of the dwarves. The elves search for redwoods in the woods to make bows and arrows to resist Trying to attack the dwarves in the Elfland.

It was a bit strange for this wood to appear in Qiao Shang's house, but he thought about it, this age is different from the era they lived in, this kind of wood may become more common and no longer rare.

It is also understandable to be used in furniture materials.

"You also know this friend." Qiao Shang said with a sudden smile, "Zhu Xiu, you should be quite familiar with that guy."

Zhu Xiu?

By the way, Zhu Xiu and Qiao Shang have been friends for many years.

Qiao Shang is the department leader and the organizer of the farewell party, so he needs to go to the scene in advance to order food and wine, and prepare everything.

Half an hour later, he was also ready to go.

"Come on, I'll take you there by car, but my car is parked far away, so it takes a while."

This old community is not suitable for parking at all, and it is easy to bump into old people with inconvenient legs and feet. Qiaoshang usually parks his car in the parking lot of the new community next door.

"My car is waiting downstairs, you don't need to drive."

"Hey, that's a good relationship. When did you learn to drive?"

The two went downstairs one after the other.

"It's not me, it's the driver."

"Driver? You even brought a driver?"

The evil rich man took the driver with him when he went out, and said it in a calm tone, did he want to piss off those social animals who are trying to survive?

"Sir, do you want to go?"

Han Yuan, dressed as a housekeeper, opened the side door for Nisi and Qiaoshang.

"Ah, people are more popular than others. Damn, I probably won't be able to afford this car in my life."

As a man who loves cars, Qiao Shang also likes to read information about various cars. He happened to see the news about this Lexus.

Aware of the huge difference between himself and the rich, Qiao Shang sat in the car and muttered, not daring to speak loudly.