The little milk cat is learning how to be a human being every day

A scene was over soon, Qiao Chuyi was wrapped in a thick towel, and hugged back to the room.

An agent was blowing his hair, and the cat was in a daze. I wondered if it was because he was tired from filming, so he didn't care about the harsh whirring sound of the hair dryer, and just stared blankly.

The film crew was afraid that he would be bored, so they got them a projector. The show hasn't been connected to the Internet yet, so they can only broadcast it on the TV station. This is the first time Maoer watched the carousel so seriously.

I don't know who switched to the financial channel. The manager saw it and said beside him, "Qiao Er, I must be tired of watching this at home." He just picked up the remote control and wanted to broadcast it.

The hand was still in the air, and suddenly it was held down by the child who was sitting obediently in his arms, and the remote control fell to the ground, making an abrupt sound.

"What's the matter, Joe?" The agent hurriedly picked up the torn apart remote control.

The cat didn't even shake off its hair, and suddenly stood up, its hair sticking to the cold white neck, with a dazed expression.

A cold and mechanical female voice came out from the hard machine, "It is reported that the Fushi Entertainment Group, which occupies half of the economy of City X, has rumors that its funds have been broken. Our reporters are following up... ..."

Qiao Chuyi's eyes were fixed on the projection, and he couldn't be more familiar with that stern face on the screen.

It was clearly just a photo, but it was stamped with countless red words, which almost covered the entire face.

Qiao Chuyi had never experienced this kind of experience before. He couldn't tell the reason for this sudden palpitation. His heart was beating like thunder, and he didn't even know how to drive the limbs of this human body.

Mr. Fu in his impression... seems to be so powerful that he can do anything. At least he has never seen confusion and decadence appear on his face.

It is different from those desperate people who met in the garbage dump and under the overpass when it was a kitten.

But how come...

The thing about the broken funds in the projection is still being detailed, and even talking about the ups and downs of the stock market, with a large pile of data on it, talking about it from beginning to end.

The cat frowned slightly, trying very hard to understand what those meant, but obviously, he couldn't understand anything.

The interview record appeared on the screen, and he saw his husband.There was still a cold face in the camera, the coldness he was used to.

There were a few locks of black hair hanging down Alpha's forehead, suppressing the impatience on his face, and the bodyguards beside him kept trying to block the reporters.

Mao'er even felt that those microphones were going straight to his face, and he heard a person shout, "I heard that your business was run because of embezzling public funds through gambling, can you explain?"

As soon as the words came out, other reporters began to ask questions.

The man was a little annoyed by being entangled, Qiao Chuyi knew his temper, and usually at this time he should scold him.Just like when he didn't drink milk well and talked back.

But unexpectedly, Mr. Fu just stared at the reporter with that cold knife-like gaze, then raised his legs and stepped into the car.

The whole time, he didn't say a word.

This made Qiao Chuyi even more uneasy. Could it be... He got up and ran back to his room. The mobile phone was still on his bed, resting on the pillow. He could still remember how he got on the phone with Mr. Fu last night. ...

But now he picked up the phone, his mind was so blank that he couldn't remember how to turn it on.

"Don't panic, Qiaoer, it's not like you got caught for gambling, you're in such a hurry." Seeing him like this, the manager hurriedly got the child's unlock fingerprint.

A phone call passed, rang for several minutes, then hung up automatically.

"what to do……"

He has never been so helpless and impatient. It is not an exaggeration to say that the image of Mr. Fu looking down at the trash can almost appears in his mind now...

Simply the second call was connected.The opposite side was obviously in a noisy environment, so noisy that the cat arched up in an instant, and its tail stood upright, of course, if he still had a tail.

"Mr. Fu..." The other person didn't speak, but he asked tentatively.

"Hello, young master, it's me... Boss Fu has something to deal with right now, so I'll call you back later, okay?" It seemed that even when the assistant said this, there was a voice approaching in the middle.

"Ah... alright."

"Then hang up like this first, good night." Soon, the noisy voice disappeared from the phone, and the entire communication was also cut off.

Qiao Chuyi held the mobile phone and stuck it to his ear, motionless. He couldn't even believe and admit that he had been unilaterally refused to contact him. For a while, he didn't know what it was like in his heart.

When it was still a cat, it always saw many kittens being taken away by humans.

There are even kittens that are just weaned, with the mother cat still around.It has seen the female cat run for dozens of meters, but could not catch up with her cub.

And it is too weak, and it can only be watched in a corner or in the tall grass beside a certain river.

In fact, it felt that it was impossible for him to step out of that safe zone. Stray cats are indifferent and self-interested.

Similarly, he also felt that even if something happened to Mr. Fu, he would not be able to help at all.

The manager knew that he was concerned, but he was confused. Seeing him sitting on the bed in a daze, he suddenly realized that this was the first time the child showed such an expression.

"It's okay, Mr. Fu is someone. Fu-style entertainment was built by him himself, so it won't trouble him." He couldn't help but comfort him.

Qiao Chuyi nodded, still clutching the phone.

"Maybe I'll call back later, don't worry."

Qiao Chuyi was speechless, human beings have many emotions, such as anxiety and impatience.So is he in a hurry now?But he couldn't help, and it was no use being in a hurry.

He didn't know if he was pregnant, but he suddenly felt some dull pain in his abdomen. Following this bad emotion, he kept knocking on the door of his heart. He felt that he wanted to vomit, which was a manifestation of nausea.

But he held back, even if he couldn't help anything, he couldn't add to the chaos.Mr. Fu pays more attention to his body than him, otherwise he would not often put down work and come to the hospital to accompany him.

"Qiaoer..." The manager took a chair and sat next to him, "How long have you been with Mr. Fu?"

Qiao Chuyi's eyes moved, and she counted with her fingers, but she didn't even need one hand, "Not half a year."

"I haven't known Mr. Fu for a long time, but I always heard people say that when Mr. Fu first established Fu-style entertainment, almost no one was optimistic that such a newborn Niu Jue would be able to stand up all year round. You want to know what Mr. Fu was like before ?"

As soon as he talked about the past that he didn't know, Qiao Chuyi was obviously more interested. He raised his head, his eyes were full of curiosity, "... what is it like?"

"Violent and unkind."

"Oh..." He muttered, Mr. Fu's temper is not much better now.

"But the means are also admirable, and the people around him are capable people." The manager glanced at him, and almost slapped "Qiao Chu's intentions" in the face.

Mao'er also felt that such words made him even more troubled.

Worrying about Mr. Fu seems to be superfluous.Such a person in a high place naturally has his solution, not to mention the help and connections, it is not up to him to care about it.

Despite thinking this way, he still put the phone firmly in the pocket of his jacket.

"Don't worry about it."

"..."

For almost the rest of the time, he took it out to check it several times, and there were no missed calls on the dim screen.

In the middle of the night, he lay down on the bed after taking a bath, feeling more anxious than during the day.

And what came faster than Mr. Fu's call was a rain.

The cat couldn't sleep, its beautiful eyes were stained with moisture, the rain was blocked from the window, but it seemed to fall into the house, and the light was reflected inside.

I don't know who is still knocking on the other side of the wall for a while...

For the first time, Mao Mao put on a thick raincoat. On such a rainy night, he opened the door and walked into the corridor.

It is the instinct of every creature to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages. In the past, when it rained, cats would only hide in pipes. The cold cement was damp, and they were soaked and embarrassed. At one time, cats felt that they would not survive the night.

The current coldness is obviously not to that extent. It has to be said that the human body is still somewhat useful.

The night wind blew towards the face with cool air, and Mao'er shivered, and hurriedly tightened his collar.

He just wanted to go out for a walk. After all, being alone in a closed room with someone in his heart made him breathless.

But obviously, he is not the only one who likes to go out alone at night.

"Qiao Chuyi?" It was Jiang Shuyue.

The cat didn't see the person clearly, and just heard the sound and wanted to turn around and leave.Hell, how could this happen.

"Don't go." There were hurried footsteps.

Jiang Shuyue was originally in a posture of waiting for someone, leaning against the wall with one foot propped up, with his hands in his pockets, when he saw that someone was about to run, he restrained his expression and felt like following.

But to his surprise, he caught Qiao Chuyi after only a few steps.

"You..." How could...

This manpower is too strong!The claws are pinched and hurt!Cats will bite when provoked, "Let me go!"

"Don't be so hostile all the time, Joe cub, I'm not really going to take you back."

Seeing that he didn't know what nonsense he was talking about, Qiao Chuyi stretched out his hand to touch him, and wanted to bite his mouth, but stopped when his mouth touched the skin.

The man pinched his face.

"Well--!"

Jiang Shuyue turned his gaze away, and the old radio on the street was still reporting the weather and road conditions. It was a bit noisy, and this kind of noise just covered his voice...

"Qiao Zai, I cut off the monitoring, but it won't last long. I came to you just to tell you one thing. Tomorrow, don't hang on to Wia. Anyone can go, not you."

He spoke quickly and urgently, but it reached Qiao Chuyi's ears steadily.