When Fang Ze was sure that his cat could talk, the first thing that came to his mind was whether selling this big, fat, yellow cat would allow him to spend a luxurious life in the best club in Haiping City. All day long.
"No one will believe that a cat can talk." The big yellow cat licked its paws and said, "I can guarantee that before I am sold, you will be sent to Haiping Second Hospital for observation and treatment for a period of time. .”
Haiping No. 2 Hospital is the only mental hospital in Haiping City. It has a glorious tradition of only allowing patients to enter and not leave for twenty years. In other words, this hospital has not cured a single mental patient in twenty years.
"Okay, okay." Fang Ze raised his hands in surrender, "Master Cat, you suddenly spoke today. Do you have something to tell me to do? Is it to beat the dog next door or catch the fish in the bathtub downstairs?"
"You are very conscious of being a shit shovel." The big yellow cat said to Fang Ze, wagging his tail, "Don't worry, it's not that vulgar."
"But before that, I have to correct one thing first." Big Yellow Cat said, "During the one year and four months you worked as a shit shoveler for me, you always called me Huang Huang. This name is very inappropriate. That sounds nice, you can call me Big Meow from now on."
That big cat whose aesthetics are beyond bizarre and whose mobile game Miracle is Nuannuan
"Of course not, it's just the same name." The big yellow cat once again saw Fang Ze's suspicion, flicked his tail and said, "Then it's time to talk about serious matters."
"Are you short of money?"
"No." Fang Ze said to the big cat honestly, "Other people don't know it, but you don't know it either. My monthly living expenses are two thousand yuan. Originally, this two-bedroom apartment was shared with others. , I only need to pay 700 yuan a month, but now my roommate suddenly left, and now the rent alone for a month costs 1,400 yuan. The rest is not only for me to eat, but also for you to eat. It’s already a problem, don’t think about adding ham to your lunch every now and then.”
"So I'm here to solve this matter for you, the shit shovel." Da Miao narrowed his eyes and said to Fang Ze, "Sign a work contract with me. You only need to receive one guest in this house every week. If you stay for five days, you will be paid two thousand yuan.”
"Really or not?" Fang Ze looked up at Da Meow, and felt an inexplicable sense of absurdity in his heart.
The cat I raise actually wants to introduce myself to a job? !
"Of course it's true, two thousand a week. The money will be credited to your bank card account immediately after the reception. If you perform well, there will be additional rewards."
Two thousand a week, at least eight thousand a month, you jump from the subsistence line to the middle class in an instant.
However, there may be additional reasons for such a generous salary. For example, the identity of the guests who need to be received by themselves will be very special
"Of course there are requirements for reception." Da Miao said, "Within five days, no matter where you go, the guests you receive need to be at least within 100 meters of you."
"What will happen if two people are separated by more than a hundred meters?" Fang Ze looked at Da Meow and asked.
"Do you know there is a word called explosion in place?"
"Forget it, I can't do this job, you can find someone else." Fang Ze refused decisively. Although he often likes to say that he explodes on the spot when there is a big headwind in the game, this does not mean that he is really willing to feel the feeling of an explosion on the spot in the real world. After all, this feeling can only be felt once in a lifetime.
"Think about your rent." Da Miao said seductively.
"I'll work part-time while finding new roommates, and eat in the cafeteria every day. I can get through it."
"Think about me, can you bear to let me have no ham in my lunch in the future?" Big Meow said again.
"When I was rich, you ate whatever I ate. Now that I have no money, it is naturally the same. It's fair." Fang Ze was firm.
"Think of your Onmyoji, FGO, Kisan."
"You can play games even if you don't have money. If I can't make money, why can't I lose my money?"
There is absolutely no way that Fang Ze would sell his soul just to play games.
"Think about the girlfriend you just made, and think about your tight pockets when you go on a date." Da Meow used his trump card.
"I, I." Fang Ze was silent.
Fang Ze's girlfriend has been his childhood sweetheart for ten years. It took the two of them ten years to establish their feelings for each other. It is impossible for them to just spend their girlfriend's money on dates when they get together.
Fang Ze felt his manly dignity burning in his chest.
Da Miao looked at Fang Ze with a smile and said slowly, "Do you want to do it or not?"
"Do it!" Fang Ze agreed immediately.
"The contract is established." The big cat pounced forward with a quick step, and then with a wave of its paw, the cat directly printed a five-petal plum mark on Fang Ze's forehead.
"Is this established?"
"That's right." The big yellow cat shook its tail excitedly, as if a devil had abducted its soul.
"What should I do next?" Fang Ze asked.
"Just wait for the guests to come to your door. When someone knocks on the door, remember to open the door and invite this person to stay for five days. On the day this person leaves, two thousand yuan will be credited to your account. "
"I kind of regret it now." Fang Ze was still very uneasy about this supernatural development.
"It is impossible to revoke the contract after it is established." Da Miao searched and rushed to the TV in the room, and then continued, "My current strength cannot keep me talking. Let's wait until five days to meet again."
Big Meow said and closed his eyes. When he opened them again, the devil's luster was no longer in his pupils, and he turned back into the ordinary fat yellow cat that was lazy, and occasionally scratched the sofa.
"Big meow?" Fang Ze shook his hand at the yellow cat. The big yellow cat raised his head and glanced at Fang Ze, as if he didn't understand why his master changed his name for him.
Fang Ze experimented for a long time and found that the big yellow cat was really just an ordinary fat cat now.
Could it be that it was just my imagination
Fang Ze walked to the standing mirror in the living room, took a look, and found that there was indeed a five-petal plum mark on his forehead.
It seems that what just happened was not a fantasy.
Fang Ze washed his face with cold water, then went to another bedroom and tidied up the bed and everything so that the incoming guests could move in at any time.
Well, let's just sweep the floor and mop it a little more, so that if a girl comes, she can leave a good impression.
Fang Ze had just packed up his doghouse when the doorbell rang.
'Ding dong. '
It seems that the guest who is about to come to check in has arrived.
Fang Ze stepped toward the door, first looked outside through the peephole, and found that the person standing at the door was a primary school student.
It turns out he is a child, I said, why is it two thousand yuan a week? He must be a naughty child to pay such a high price.
Fang Ze thought and opened the door.
He could finally see clearly the whole child standing outside the door.
Black hair, black-rimmed glasses, a round face, and the hair on the back of his head sticking up as if he hadn't woken up.
Looks like this, no matter how you look at it, it looks familiar.
"Hello, I am Edogawa Conan." The little boy bowed to Fang Ze and said, "I will be a guest at your home for five days in the future, please excuse me."
Big Meow, there's no more ham in your lunch for the rest of your life.
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(End of chapter)