Nine Lives, One Meow

After Chu Feiya returned to China, he did not have time to adjust his body to the best condition, so he devoted himself to the intense work. The heavy gauze on his right arm was removed at the hospital today, and he was replaced with a new piece of medicine. Waterproof disinfection stickers replaced the original mummy-like layers of white cloth to firmly protect the wound.

As a result, the movement of the arm became more flexible, but the doctor sternly warned him not to move too much.

"Removing the gauze does not mean that the wound has completely healed. If you exercise vigorously, it may rupture again. You must pay attention to it. Ask your wife to make you some bone soup when you have time."

"Okay, thank you." Chu Feiya was not worried about this.

The small car accident he experienced after returning to China was just an accident to him, and the incident of accidentally saving people a while ago has gradually faded in his mind, leaving little impression on him.

The place where he uses his right hand most is nothing more than clicking the mouse and tapping the dial. He doesn't spend much time in the kitchen, and the burden on his arm is not too heavy.

As for the phrase "wife", the doctor passed it off casually, and Chu Feiya even heard it, and he didn't refute it because he didn't care at all.

He can't get married.

At least until the boss of the Chu family gets married and has children, he must not get married.

After thanking the doctor, Chu Feiya returned to the parking lot of the hospital. The car was a low-key black car, which was just brought back from the repair shop a few days ago.

The license plate was replaced with a new one in the name of the company, and no driver was arranged for the time being, because the key had been kept in a drawer in the office, and he and Zhan Chuyang would take it to anyone who needed it.

It was the sunroof of this car that once made Lin Feng's proud swimming ring stuck for a long time without being pulled out.

"Crack!" There was a crisp sound.

The sound of the car keys turning was extremely soft, and the car door was slowly opened by Chu Feiya. A limp and boneless cat was entrenched in the pure leather driver's seat, with its head resting on a well-tailored suit and its tail trembling wildly. The cat slept with its face up in the sky, and its thick hind legs kicked on the collar of the suit from time to time, making it more and more wrinkled.

He can press the button on the car key to unlock it when he is far away, but if he does that, there will be a loud beep-sound to indicate that the car lock is unlocked, and the cat may be woken up by the harsh sound.

When I wake up, I don't know how to make trouble. (Is this really the main reason?)

Chu Feiya carefully watched the little life who occupied his seat as the driver. It was obviously very weak, but it exuded a powerful aura that could not be ignored.

Looking at the sleeping guy's face again, he was peaceful and happy, without the slightest intention to move away.

In fact, Lin Feng was completely immersed in the bubbling dream and couldn't extricate himself.

It dreamed of drinking jasmine tea with its benefactor every day, eating beef hoof with sauce, bathing and splashing water together, and sleeping together under the quilt. Seriously asked his age.

"I... am already twenty, an adult equivalent to the age of a human being!" Lin Feng didn't know why he blushed when he said that, and then he asked the man's age curiously, "How old is Fei Ya this year?"

It looks so mature!The figure is also so good!

"thirty."

"Thirty? Why are you older than my little uncle?" Lin Feng wrinkled his face and was extremely depressed. The only blood relative in the family, his uncle is only 28 this year, so I thought he was going to be called Fei Ya...uncle?

"No, no, I don't want to be called Uncle Fei Ya, Fei Ya is still so young, or... call him Uncle Ya?"

Do you think there is a difference between the two?

The dream ends here, because Chu Feiya had to lift Lin Feng up and put him in another place, and with Lin Feng's keen five senses, it is absolutely impossible to continue sleeping if he is suddenly lifted up and changed another place—it must be Wake up without a doubt.

"Meow..." Sure enough, Lin Feng narrowed his eyes in dissatisfaction, turned over in the air lazily, and reluctantly huddled on the relatively cold co-pilot, slightly raised his head and looked into the eyes of his benefactor. .

The drowsiness was evident, which surprised Chu Feiya but was also very helpless. In the end, he just patted the melon seeds on its head to express his comfort.

Before one o'clock, he had to rush to the company to prepare for the meeting with Fenglian in the afternoon. Although the venue had been arranged by Zhanchu Yang and had entered the final stage, this was a crucial negotiation. It was between them and the Old John Group, and The key point of the Chu family's four-party alliance must not be careless, so it is necessary to do a confirmation inspection in person before Fenglian's people are in place.

Any mistake in the details may affect the outcome of the negotiation, which is one of his many years of experience in the sea.

Lin Feng was unscrupulously pleased by the man's caress. This guy is a typical showman. When he doesn't speak and has no expression, he is a noble and glamorous high-level cat. Licking people with the tongue, the image suddenly disappeared, and the aura plummeted to negative.

The man's palm is dry but warm, not as hot as the fire, but it seems like the fire is burning.

Uncle Ya... meow.

Uncle Ya, today we are going to discuss the contract with Fenglian, are we talking about the contract of Shenma?

Lin Feng scratched the tip of his nose with his hind paws, making the difficult movements extremely dexterous.

It's all because I'm too lazy at work... Meow...

The sun is so beautiful and the hair drying is so comfortable.

Seeing this lazy cat with a contented face being petted, Chu Feiya sighed deeply, and suddenly felt the exhaustion from the past few days rushing up, his forehead was so sore that he wanted to close his eyes and wait quietly for a while. Son.

But now is not the time to stop and rest, many things are looming.

On the one hand, it is the negotiation of new investment projects of the Chu family and some internal relationship testing. On the other hand, it is the steady progress in the American business world, but the listing of the BOS branch in S City, which has no foundation in the mainland, can only move forward and not stop Next, as well as the final confirmation before the opening of the garden-style house that BOS invested in and built, Chu Feiya was so busy that he almost had no time to spare.

The little free time he has left is dedicated to the cat at home, bathing and brushing this cat, grooming this cat’s fur, doing all he can to cook fish and meat that suits its taste, for this cat. This cat's nest that it likes to roll around...

Although it never liked to sleep in it, every night in the middle of the night, it would jump onto the big bed without anyone noticing and grab the pillow with him, until finally it was tired of playing and slept on him, and there was never an exception.

"Meow?" Uncle Ya, what's wrong with you?Did you miss me?

Lin Feng rubbed his chin against the man's plump fingertips, the soft and shiny hair was tossed so messily by it, and he habitually bit it with his deciduous teeth, as if he was grinding his teeth.

The cats and horses are all very strong, but their teeth... are so weak!

During Lin Feng's two years in the human world, apart from his own company, the place he visited the most was the pet hospital of the Meow Clan in the human world - the dentistry.

That BT of Lian Luo used a big needle thicker than a child's arm to chase his buttocks all over the hospital when he was pulling out his teeth.

The bloody lesson made Lin Feng develop the good habit of brushing his teeth after every meal, even if he turned into a cat form.

And this habit has continued to Chu Feiya's family, and he is still trying to stick to it.

Chu Feiya took the time to rest in the car for a while, so that he would not have time to send the cat home, so he could only take the cat to the BOS together.

But... put it in the car?

no no.

In Chu Feiya's mind, the cat was stuck in the skylight, and the whole body was suspended in the air.

Seeing it once is really enough.

PASS in the car.

Take it to the company...

That's all there is to it for now.

Put it in an unoccupied office and let it do its own thing.

There are cat food and cat cans in the car, as well as food boxes and litter boxes, whether it is hungry or wants to sharpen its claws.

After thinking about it, Chu Feiya started the car and went straight to the company, but he didn't expect that Lin Feng was restless from the beginning, and it was impossible for him to stay in one place and wait for him to finish the meeting.

His own company is negotiating business with the benefactor's company, and Lin Feng is the vice president of Fenglian (now he has finally recovered as a human "he").

The deputy is always the leader, so he must speak well, right?You must give your benefactor a little more profit.

The cat tribe doesn't care about small profits and small money, they pay more attention to friendship and love.

It’s best to discuss it directly with the patriarch to see if you can benefit the benefactor’s company more for the sake of working hard (?) for Fenglian for two years without receiving any dividends.

Lin Feng thinks this can be done.

The meeting of several parties was imminent, and they arrived at the office building where the BOS was located one after another with their own thoughts.

Chu Feiya left the crumpled suit jacket in the car, straightened the collar of his shirt, with a calm face... and walked into the company's gate with a naughty cat in his arms.

"President Chu...uh=mouth=..."

The security guard at the door just wanted to go up to say hello to the leader, but was taken aback by the licking cat with its head tilted on Chu Feiya's body.

"Mr. Chu, come here...uh=mouth=..." The front desk lady with a sweet voice began to scratch her head in a very unremarkable manner, and the corners of her mouth twitched.

It's so unprofessional and unfocused!

Look at how promising you are!

The receptionist stood up, cleared her throat, and was about to say hello, when she was knocked out of her mind by the cat grinning at her.

Damn, what happened to Mr. Chu?

Is that just a real cat?

Very good, just finished despising others, but this product also quit.

Compared with the people who lost their composure, Chu Feiya, who had already done psychological training, was on a safe footing, nodding with everyone with his usual expression.

It's just that Mr. Chu's footsteps today seem...a little fast.

The foreman at the front desk took the lead and rubbed his eyes with several people from the reception department on the first floor.

Postscript Small Theater——

Lin Feng: Wow!Uncle Ya finally took the initiative to bring me to the company.

Chu Feiya: Well, last time, didn’t you think the sofa in the office was uncomfortable?

Lin Feng: That's right, my waist hurts to death QAQ...

Chu Feiya rubbed his hair: This time it's a sofa bed, it's all right.

Lin Feng QAQ: Festival—fuck—you come back soon!