Pet shop owner Tang Wan was accidentally reborn into an interstellar world. When he opened his eyes, he found himself automatically married to a vegetable via the StarNetwork. A social status worth...
Tang Wan, an adult, immediately realized Zong He's intention, and his heart tensed up instantly.
"Zong He, I don't think you want to move right now." Tang Wan told Zong He very seriously, "You just want to sleep, the static kind."
Zong He turned over and pressed Tang Wan under him, not giving Tang Wan any room to struggle. Just like Tang Wan crushed Da Zhuang with his strength, he successfully crushed Tang Wan now. His pair of golden eyes looked into Tang Wan's eyes possessively and said seriously, "I want to."
"No, you don't want to!" Tang Wan covered Zong He's eyes with one hand. Being stared at by those eyes, he felt a sense of crisis, as if he would be swallowed by a beast in the next second.
One kind of not wanting to do something is when your wife thinks you don’t want to do it.
Zong He took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down. He knew that Tang Wan was not ready yet. If he continued to do it now, it might scare him. Tang Wan had a criminal record. He dared to run away and hook up with a wild man. This made the Marshal, who was extremely vindictive, very concerned.
Lying on Tang Wan's neck and deeply sniffing the scent of Tang Wan, Zong He gradually calmed down his desire. After all, he was unwilling to leave a deep kiss mark on Tang Wan's neck, and then he got up to take a shower.
Tang Wan covered his neck, his heart beating like thunder, even his neck turned pink. He was glad in his heart that Zong He had always tolerated his willfulness and would not force him to do things he didn't like, otherwise, he would have to fulfill his marital obligations tonight.
As expected, he was static when sleeping at night. Zong He did not do anything to Tang Wan, and Tang Wan did not dare to tease the human-shaped Zong He as he usually teased the big cat. He was particularly honest when sleeping. In the morning, Tang Wan got up early and rewarded Zong He for his tolerance of him last night by cooking breakfast for the couple himself.
Watching Zong He eat 10 meat buns in one go, Tang Wan squinted his eyes in great joy, propped up his chin with both hands, and asked with a smile, "What do you want to eat for lunch?"
Zong He didn't even think about it, "Meat!"
Tang Wan was speechless. His elder brother was so loyal to meat that his taste never changed.
Zong He swallowed the meat bun in his mouth and added, "Don't boil it, stew it! Remember to add salt."
"Aren't you afraid of losing your hair if you eat salty food?" In Tang Wan's mind, big cats are still cats. "Cats will lose their hair if they eat salty food. They will become bald, which is not good for the kidneys."
Zong He corrected him resentfully: "I'm not a cat, I'm a tiger! You should have known last night whether my kidneys are OK or not. What a pity."
Tang Wan immediately sat up straight and said guiltily: "Okay, I'll listen to you, eat stewed food, add salt."
After breakfast, Zong He went to the military. His body had basically recovered to a healthy state. If he wanted to reach the peak quickly, he had to resume training. There were many people in the military who fought with him, and actual combat was the fastest way to get back to the feeling.
Tang Wan had nothing to do in the morning, so he went to Weibo to check the messages. He screened the official Weibo accounts that wanted to cooperate with him, and specifically looked for the message from Luo Bingjun's agent. Unfortunately, the other party had not replied. Tang Wan thought: This deal is over.
His sudden fainting must have wasted a lot of other people's time. If the other party was interested in cooperating, they would have contacted him long ago, but now there is no news at all.
There are many people who want to buy cat climbing frames, but unfortunately he sold them all to Good Baby Toys Company. The official blog of Good Baby Toys Company was not idle, and poked him several times. The other party seemed to have a close relationship with him and would cooperate with him for a long time in the future. They asked about his health and asked him about the production of felt. Tang Wan was amused: the guy who watched his live broadcast every time was definitely a scheming dog!
Tang Wan thought, we have cooperated so many times, why not exchange contact numbers, it will be more convenient for future cooperation, so he privately sent his contact number to the other party. Not long after, the other party sent him a message: Hello, I am the manager of the Guaibaobao Toy Design Department, my name is Bolick.
Tang Wan raised his eyebrows. Glass shell? This name is very unique, bro.
Tang Wan gave the other party a note and replied: I am Tang Wan.
Glass Shell: Are you feeling better? I heard you were sick, and I was so worried that I couldn't sleep for two days.
Tang Wan: I'm fine now, don't worry, I'll still sell you the production rights of the felt works.
Glass Shell: That's great! How about we meet on StarNet and discuss cooperation?
In the virtual world of StarNet, just like in the real world, there are restaurants, teahouses, coffee shops, clothing stores and other places of consumption. People can go shopping on StarNet, place orders directly after seeing a product they like, and have it delivered to their door. They can also meet in spirit on StarNet, and even if they are not on the same planet, as long as the teleportation location is set to the same, they can meet in minutes.
Tang Wan agreed and even spent twenty star coins to buy a virtual mask to put on.
Three minutes later, the two were teleported to the same location. Tang Wan saw the yellow-haired fat man waving at him, so he walked over and said politely, "Hello, I'm Tang Wan."
"I'm Bolick." Bolick didn't know whether to laugh or cry when he saw Tang Wan's familiar mask. "You're talking to me about business online with a cat-faced mask on, are you worried that I'll reveal your appearance?"
Tang Wan touched his face and said apologetically: "Sorry, I look scary."
Bolick looked at his perfect slender figure and fair and delicate skin, smiled, and did not expose his lie. The two of them found a small shop on the street and sat down. Bolick asked with a smile: "How much do you plan to sell your felt work for?"
Tang Wan smiled and stretched out two fingers.
"Can't you give me some face on our first meeting? 2 million is too much!" Bolick tried to lower the price.
Tang Wan chuckled, his elegant voice was neither hurried nor slow, and he negotiated with the other party gently: "You are so anxious to meet with me, wanting to obtain the production method and production rights of felt works, is it because I mentioned in the live broadcast that they can buy material packages from you? I think many people should be asking when you will produce it?"
Bolick looked at Tang Wan with complicated eyes. From his appearance and the way he spoke, he knew that he was not very old, but he analyzed the business matters very well. Bolick couldn't help but wonder which big family trained Tang Wan to be the heir.
"I can guarantee that 2 million is definitely not too much. I even advertised for you for free during the live broadcast. If you can produce it, this thing will be sold in bulk soon." Tang Wan paused and said with a smile: "Just like the cat climbing frame I sold you before, can't you also come up with a lot of new ones? The same goes for felt products, not only for cats, but also for other species, even humans."
Pollick was a little moved.
Tang Wan narrowed his eyes and said confidently, "I guarantee that the felt will sell better than the cat climbing frame. I will also design other products, and I will still give priority to your company in future products. No matter how popular your products are, I will not raise the price, let alone take a commission. You also saw how popular the things I made were during the live broadcast. If you think it is not suitable, it doesn't matter. We can still cooperate in the future. I can auction the production rights on Weibo."
"No! It's better to sell it to me than to others. We have cooperated for many times, right?" When Bolick heard that Tang Wan wanted to auction it, he quickly stopped him and agreed, "Isn't it just 2 million? Give it to me! If others can't do it, it's still okay for you!"
Bolick immediately took out the contract. It was obvious that he came prepared and was just waiting to discuss the price. He immediately wrote 2 million and his name on it. Tang Wan took it, looked at it, confirmed that there was no problem with the contract, and signed it.
With another two million in his account, Tang Wan said in a very good mood: "Let's cooperate often in the future. If I design the blueprints of toys again, I can sell them to you. For big ones like this, 2 million each, and small ones, 1 million each. How about we pay and get the goods in return?"
Bolick was naturally very happy. The products made by their company had long been exported to various empires. For them, a few million was enough for a branch to earn in two days. The price Tang Wan asked for was really not high. He lowered the price, in fact, he wanted to make a little profit, but unfortunately Tang Wan did not give him this opportunity.
Tang Wan promised to write down the production methods when he got back. Without saying a word, Bolick transferred 2 million to Tang Wan's account. After Tang Wan went offline, he first took a look at his account balance, then happily took a screenshot and sent it to Zong He, telling the other party in a domineering manner: I will support you!
After a long time, Zong He replied: Yes.
Tang Wan made a sound of disdain. This silly big cat doesn't know how to flatter. Look carefully! I have money! I can make a lot of money!
Seeing that it was still early and not yet time to cook lunch, Tang Wan opened the system again and looked at his popularity. He was sick before and didn't check how much his points had increased. Now he was very happy because his points were enough for him to buy several cats.
Tang Wan decided to get a ragdoll cat first!
Must buy a daughter!
I want a sweet and coquettish daughter!
When the female ragdoll cat with a symmetrical maple leaf face, beautiful blue eyes, and sweetness like a fairy appeared in front of Tang Wan, Tang's father had only one thought in his mind: What the hell is there to eat for lunch? It's enough to just pet the cat for lunch!
He bought an adult cat that weighed nearly 20 kilograms. It had long, flowing, smooth fur that felt soft to the touch. His heart melted when he rubbed it. Tang Wan excitedly sent a message to Zong He: Zong He Zong He, look, my daughter! I summoned a daughter! How can she be so pretty? QAQ
Zong He glanced at the electronic screen. Tang Wan was holding a little female cat that had never appeared in this world and grinning like a pervert. That expression was so annoying no matter how he looked at it. He replied with disgust: We can't give birth to a daughter of this color!
Tang Wan: It doesn’t matter!
Zong He: What is unimportant? Am I unimportant or is our child unimportant?
Tang Wan was no longer in the mood to coax him, and had no time to reply, because the little girl in front of him was so pretty! But her personality... was a little cold!
Generally, ragdoll cats are very clingy, but this ragdoll girl is very affectionate to Tang Wan, letting him hug her, but her eyes are very cold when she looks at other things.
Tang Wan is very good at judging cats. He can basically tell a cat's personality by looking at its eyes. He thought, could this cat be a queen?
In order to test whether his opinion was correct, Tang Wan released Jin Xiaopang.
If Fat Jin was beaten by the young lady for flirting, then his guess was correct, and Dad Tang praised himself for his wit.
The Marshal looked at the time, picked up his military jacket on the chair and stood up. The attendant hurriedly followed him, "Marshal, what is your next itinerary?"
"Go home." Zong He said these two words with a cold face and walked out.
The aide-de-camp picked up the report signed by Zong He with a confused look on his face. Although all the work had been done, was this marshal who ran home whenever he had free time still the marshal who often slept in the office?