Buy dog ​​food and a sleeping bed at a pet supply store in Little Tokyo.

Han Chudong originally planned to buy a small wooden house, but the pet store didn't have one, so he planned to hire a carpenter to help him build one and then place it in the garden in front of his house.

There were also dog collars and leashes for walking the dog. When I got home, dinner was not ready yet, so I simply took the puppy for a stroll on the grass next to the church. It felt pretty good. The little guy was very cute and liked to follow Han Chudong.

At this time, Han Yigun also drove back and brought the old couple from Chinatown. The three of them sat in the Mercedes-Benz together.

In the past, the old couple could walk around on their own as a way of exercising, but now that their new house is far from the dry goods store and there is no bus going that way, the task of picking them up naturally falls on Han Yiqiang, their only son.

As for Han Chudong's mother, she recently drove the family's original second-hand car to and from get off work. She is a teacher in a school and unlike her husband, she doesn't like to show off and lives a very low-key life.

Because she has a son who makes a lot of money, his mother can now use the word "low-key".

"Hey, isn't this my son? I thought it was someone walking a dog. Where did the dog come from?"

"I bought it on the roadside for sixty dollars. How was work today? Did anyone talk to you about a promotion?" Han Chudong asked curiously.

The top boss was taken away by the IRS, so his father did have a chance to be promoted.

Han Yigun was immediately worried and said unhappily, "An investigation team came. The bastard in the lead gave us all a lesson without saying a word. Even if there is a chance, it won't be so soon. I have temporarily taken over part of his work. I don't know what will happen in the future. It is possible that white people will be transferred to replace him."

Han Chudong couldn't be of much help as he had no connections or relationships since he had just started making his fortune.

I said to my father: "If you are allowed to take over, you will have an opportunity. If you have nothing to do, go out and find someone you can talk to. After finding out their preferences, you can prescribe the right medicine for them."

"I understand. Go home first. After dinner, let me take your dog for a walk..."

Compared to black and white employees who often go on strike and demand pay raises and reduced working hours, Chinese employees are more hardworking and don't like to make trouble as long as they are paid on time.

For a boss like Han Chudong, of course he prefers to recruit Chinese employees.

Since the factory has been arranged near Chinatown recently, it is necessary to find a way to avoid trouble. Otherwise, someone will come to extort money today and someone else will come to extort money tomorrow, and then there will be no business to do.

If Han Yigun took over that position, it would only benefit Han Chudong and not harm him, which is why he was so concerned about it.

To be honest.

With that meager salary, even less than that of Zhou Shugao who was guarding the warehouse, he really looked down on it.

Recently, Zhou Nan's parents, who has a watermelon head, both work at Baofeng Electric Company. Judging from their income, they have barely made it into the middle-class threshold.

Han Chudong never thought of staying stuck in this small mud pond of Chinatown. It would be great if his father could get promoted, but it didn't matter if he couldn't. It wasn't necessary for him to rely on this little power to develop.

So I remained calm and continued walking for a while with the dog before going home for dinner.

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Brother Hou, who rented the store to Han Chudong, is in trouble.

The family involved in the accident kept a close eye on him and refused to accept any reconciliation. According to Han's father, they would probably be imprisoned for a few years and the chances of getting out were slim.

This has nothing to do with Han Chudong. There is a saying that goes "you must pay for what you have done". When something like that happened, Brother Hou himself has to take a large part of the responsibility. For those who walk in the gray area, how many of them can have a good ending in the end?

It was both a casual chat and Han Yiqiang's advice to his son. At the end, he asked whether the tax was paid according to the rules. He was relieved when he found out that it was clean.

Don't ever think that you can just make up the difference temporarily after being caught for not paying taxes. Mr. Li, who is considered to be a very well-connected person in Chinatown, was taken away just because he didn't pay taxes, and he hasn't been released even after a day.

Of course, many problems will be revealed by following the clues, and in the end you might end up staying in jail longer than Brother Hou.

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The puppy who was fine yesterday started sneezing and having a runny nose the next morning.

Han Chudong saw it listlessly approaching his feet, and thinking of the puppy yesterday, he felt uneasy.

After breakfast, I took the Alaskan puppy to the pet hospital and thought of a name for it on the way. It was called Ulrica, which means wolf king.

He himself felt that the name "Little Naigou" was a bit funny. A friend of his had a Husky with the same name. He couldn't think of a better name, so he just borrowed it. Anyway, that friend was not born at that time, let alone raising a dog.

Went to the pet store where I bought dog food yesterday.

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The boss is a short, bald Japanese old man with a strange English accent. He was probably not born in the United States.

At this moment, the veterinarian said to him, "Although I am sorry, I must tell you that this dog may have canine distemper, which is a very ancient canine virus, just like chicken plague and swine plague, with a very high mortality rate. But it may just be a cold. I need to draw some blood for testing. You help me hold its legs like this."

My first thought was that it was impossible. How could I get a fatal illness when I had just fallen in love with this puppy?

Han Chudong originally thought it was no big deal, but when he saw the old man start to spray disinfectant, his heart sank and he said, "The person who sold the dog to me yesterday said it had a cold and it would be fine after taking some cold medicine. It shouldn't be a serious illness, right?"

"A regular pet store?"

"…roadside stalls, these dogs are placed on cars for sale."

"If the worst happens, I suggest you go to the place where you bought the dog, but it is unlikely that you will find such an unscrupulous businessman. Similar things have happened several times. Some people sell sick dogs to completely unsuspecting customers at zero cost under the banner of rescuing sick dogs. Canine distemper is a very serious disease. Even if a dog just smells the feces of a sick dog, it may be infected."

The little Alaskan cub, who had just been named, squatted there, struggling only for a moment when the injection was inserted, and his weak cry was miserable.

While testing, the old veterinarian told Han Chudong that if he was really sick, he should not come into contact with other dogs or let the puppy go out to avoid spreading the disease.

The old man didn't look at Han Chudong, so he didn't notice how ugly his expression became because of his words.

Han Chudong couldn't believe that his luck was so bad, nor could he believe that such a small dog could be infected with a serious disease. However, the test results dashed his hope; Orika really had canine distemper.

The little guy who was being stroked asked the old man weakly, "Is there any way to treat it? It doesn't matter how much money it costs, as long as it can be cured."

The veterinarian had seen similar situations before, and said seriously: "This is not a matter of how much money I can make. If I can cure the disease, I will definitely be willing to make money, but with an 80% mortality rate, I really can't do anything about it.

Every dog ​​is different. Some can get better without treatment, while others still die after serious treatment. You just brought it home, so I hope you won’t be obsessed with it. The more you invest in it, the more you will get hurt in the end. I can’t treat it, but there are some drugs that are said to increase the chance of survival. They can be bought in pharmacies. I’ll write you a list of drugs…”