Chapter 29 Chapter 29 Not Xiao Qiao
"No problem, just name a price." Qiao Zhuo responded.
Tan Du smiled, picked up the phone on the table and showed the QR code.
Qiao Zhuo clicked the plus sign in the upper right corner, and a cat portrait appeared, and he raised his eyelids.
Tan Du raised an eyebrow: "You can't just be a model for anyone, unless they're friends."
Qiao Zhuo put his thumb down and clicked to pass.
TZ: [smile.jpg]
Not Xiao Qiao: [1]
In the chat interface, a cat and a dog are looking at each other.
——"Why not Xiao Qiao?"
——"Why is it TZ and not TD?"
They both spoke at the same time.
Qiao Zhuo glared at him: "Don't ask!"
Tan Du pointed at his own profile picture and replied, "That's its name."
Qiao Zhuo zoomed in and took a closer look. He saw that the little black cat was wearing a red sweater.
It looked familiar, but he was sure he had never seen such a handsome cat.
"You raised it?"
Tan Du didn't reply, but Qiao Zhuoyi didn't pay any attention. He raised his chin and said, "Change the note."
"I'll listen to Boss Qiao." Tan Du's fingers moved quickly, and after making the changes, he showed them to the audience—[Not Xiao Qiao, but Boss Qiao]
"You!" Qiao Zhuoyi.
"Me?" Tan Du blinked. "I'm a model, Xiao Qiao—what does the boss need me to do?"
Qiao Zhuo gritted his teeth and said, "Give me two hours every day."
"No problem." Tan Duhui.
"You can use the rooms on the third floor of Guiyi as you wish, whether you want to borrow them or use them to store items at TD." Qiao Zhuoyi added, "I've personally signed up for an annual pass at TD, which will be used by Xiao Luo and his family."
Tan Du clapped his hands: "Boss Qiao is very generous."
"Hourly or daily wages are fine, it's up to you. Or if you have other requirements, we can discuss it."
"There really is one." Tan Du pointed to his mouth. "I can't immediately tell if the food is bad or too strong. I've suffered losses before, so I'm used to eating what I cook."
"Didn't you say Chef Qu was very hygienic?"
"Ahem—" Tan Du rubbed his nose, "It went bankrupt."
...It's really not surprising.
This is good for him.
Qiao Zhuoyi gestured towards the kitchen: "You can do it here, but I have a request."
"Boss Qiao, please speak."
"Let's eat together. You buy the food and I'll pay." Qiao Zhuo originally wanted to pay for Yueyue and Lele's meals for the next few days, but it seemed like this man didn't know how to keep accounts.
"Deal." Tan Du replied.
Qiao Zhuoyi immediately clicked on the transfer button. When Tan Du opened his phone, he reached out and pressed the receive button for him, saying cheerfully, "Refund the excess and pay the shortfall."
On the second day, model Tan officially appeared online, lying on the sofa with her back exposed.
"Is there anything else to do?"
"No, you can sleep." Qiao Zhuoyi said.
"Isn't that too unfair?" Tan Du took off his glasses.
"Yes," Qiao Zhuo changed his tone, "You are not allowed to sleep."
"No problem." Tan Du smiled and lay back down.
"Move in, sideways... OK." Qiao Zhuo swiped across the screen, "Alright, put a pillow under you."
"Hmm..." Tan Du grabbed the pillow, his back arched and then collapsed.
Qiao Zhuo looked away as if burned, and repeatedly rubbed the lines. After a long while, he touched his ear and gave an instruction: "Lift your arms."
Huh? No movement.
Qiao Zhuo stood up, walked over barefoot, supported himself on the outside of the sofa with one hand, and moved his upper body around to take a look inside.
...fell asleep.
That's really unfair.
As Qiao Zhuo pulled down his clothes, his fingers accidentally touched his skin, and he immediately felt like he was electrocuted. He jumped a meter away and almost stepped on the tail of the blanket.
The man and the dog looked at each other for a while.
Qiao Zhuoyi closed his eyes and said, "Go to sleep!"
This day seemed to have hit Tan Du's sleepiness. Every day when Qiao Zhuo finished drawing, he would fall asleep. After a few days, Qiao Zhuo had revised one-third of the drawings, and the gray under Tan Du's eyes had faded away from sleep.
It was still early that day, so Qiao Zhuo curled up on the sofa, tilted his head and fell asleep.
His lower back felt hot from the shock while he was sleeping, and he fumbled for a long time before pressing the button to answer the call.
Xiao Luo on the other end yelled, "Brother, I'm getting ready to get off work, are you still coming over?"
"After get off work?" Qiao Zhuo struggled to open his eyelids. "What time is it? Do you have an online get out of class tonight?"
"It's almost seven o'clock, brother," Xiao Luo turned off the computer, "I've already been working overtime for half an hour!"
He asked tentatively, "You didn't sleep all afternoon, did you?"
Qiao Zhuo sat up suddenly, and Tan Du just opened his eyes, staring at him blankly, and slowly stood up.
They both cast their gaze towards the clock on the wall at the same time, then turned their necks back like puppets, their eyes filled with either shock or amusement.
I actually slept like this for the whole afternoon.
Gulu——
Qiao Zhuoyi touched his stomach and hung up the phone. He was silent for a moment and said, "It's come to this."
"I'll go cook." Tan Du smiled and stood up.
The two owners of the villa were secretly happy about the fact that Boss Tan came to their house every day. After all, the food was much better than usual.
Blanket was wagging his tail at the door of the villa, and the kids playing basketball at the neighboring school were yelling, "Dahei, you've gotten fat! Big fat dog!"
Qiao Zhuo looked at the surveillance camera and saw that these children didn't know Tan's name, so they called him Dahei based on his appearance. Tan was not shy and just responded to whatever people called him.
"Silly!" He continued to stroke the dog's neck. School was about to start, and he had to tie it up, but he still had to take it for a walk every day.
"How about..." Qiao Zhuo touched its belly with his palm, "It's so fat, just stew it."
"Woof—" The blanket dog jumped up and pounced on him. Qiao Zhuo fell down and let the dog's head rub against his upper body for a while. Then he waved his arms and begged for mercy as if he couldn't bear it anymore. His wrists tightened and he was pulled up by a force.
Tan Du pinched his wrist and gently turned it: "Does it hurt?"
When Qiao Zhuoyi fell, he subconsciously supported himself on the floor, pulled his hand back and said, "I've taken the pressure off. I'm fine."
"Woo--" Blanket raised its front paws and stretched out its tongue to lick him.
Tan Du patted it lightly on the head and threw a toy ball towards the door.
Blanket rushed out, wagging his tail, and when he turned around, he found that the door had been slammed shut mercilessly.
"Woof?"
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