Chapter 11 Going back to coax the child to sleep
Although Mingling Zoo has remained popular over the past few days, Shang Youqing is not in a hurry to bring the animals in the park back to business.
She specially found a few skilled workers these two days to connect all the cages in the wild animal area with passages so that several large wild animals could exchange cages.
Then the cage environment was rearranged and some toys were added to each cage according to the preferences of each furry cat. This was to prevent the furry cats from developing stereotyped and depressed behaviors in the captive environment.
The results are very significant. When she first took over the zoo, the furry cubs were still listless, but in the past few days they have started to explore and play in the new cages.
Even the leopard named "Hua Mei", who was initially the most severely stereotyped in her animal behavior record book, has started to climb trees and roll around in the past two days.
When Shang Youqing came to feed Huamei that day, Huamei was lying on a tree trunk licking her fur gracefully. When she smelled her coming, she jumped down from the tree nimbly, came to the fence, and looked at her with her front paws standing.
"Wait a minute."
As soon as Shang Youqing opened the door and came in with the feeding bucket, Huamei couldn't wait to tilt her cat head to nudge her calves, and even lifted her furry paw pads to hug Shang Youqing's legs, making low-frequency calls.
[People, Leopard completed the treatment mission ahead of schedule today. Besides the head pat reward, he also wants to get other rewards!]
“That’s amazing.”
Shang Youqingteng reached out and stroked Huamei's cat head, led Huamei to the grass, and then squatted down to feed her meat.
After feeding Huamei, she used rewards according to the treatment plan she had developed for her and coaxed her to climb trees.
Coincidentally, the scene of Shang Youqing feeding and treating Huamei was witnessed by a young female tourist. After returning home that day, the young lady couldn't help but post an Amway post online.
[Title: I heard the new director of Mingling Zoo can read the animals' voices? Checked in! Click here now!]
I visited Mingling Zoo last year. I knew they'd rescued a lot of animals, so I wanted to see them. Back then, most of them seemed lifeless, lacking energy and unwilling to interact with visitors. The new director of Mingling Zoo made a splash a few days ago, and I was curious if he could really read the animals' minds. So, I drove over early this morning and was struck by how much the zoo has changed!
[See [Image 1] [Image 2] [Image 3], the park's layout has changed, and the large furry animals have new toys to play with. And comparing photos I took last year, I saw that several of the furry animals have actually swapped cages. Look at [Image 4], two furry animals are sniffing through the fence, as if they're asking each other about their new homes. So adorable!]
The biggest surprise was that I saw the legendary Director Xiao Shang today!! [Photo 5] Haha, I only dared to secretly take a picture of her from behind! She's so gentle and charming! Even a big leopard was so cute and coquettish at her legs! Oh, and I even heard Director Xiao Shang talking to the leopard. Every time the leopard climbed a tree, he'd come down and hug Director Xiao Shang's legs, begging for a hug. How did you know the leopard wanted a hug? Because I heard Director Xiao Shang talking to the leopard! Director Xiao Shang very gently refused the leopard, saying, "No, you're still a little slow climbing. I can only hug you twice today. We'll try again tomorrow." Ahhhh, at that moment, I really wanted to be a leopard! ...]
Once this Amway post was published, it quickly became popular on the Internet. Many netizens flocked to the Mingling Zoo’s account to comment, strongly requesting that Director Xiao Shang personally start a live broadcast!
However, Shang Youqing had just had a break from the chores at the zoo these two days, and before she had time to go online, another thing happened that made her a little worried.
For example, at this moment, she was squatting on the steps of the courtyard and chewing an apple, when suddenly there was a snapping sound. It was Shang You, who lived next to the vegetable garden, who rolled up her sleeves and split a piece of bamboo with her bare hands. With a cold face, she violently broke it into two parts to repair a nest for her army of chickens.
Shang Youqing thought of the poem that Young Master He had recited when he was with her before. In comparison, she felt that she had indeed raised her baby too roughly.
The more Shang Youqing thought about it, the more ashamed he felt. He couldn't even eat the apple in his mouth. He wiped his mouth and called to Shang You, "Baby, come here."
Shang You raised her pretty nose and walked over when she heard the sound. She stood at the bottom of the stairs with her hands behind her back and asked, "What's wrong, Mom?"
Shang Youqing pulled Shang You's little hand over, wiped it clean carefully, and asked seriously: "Baby, do you want to go to school?"
Shang You's amber-clear eyes fluttered for a moment, "Is it the kind of school that He Zhimo mentioned?"
Shang Youqing nodded.
Shang You looked at her mother's eager eyes and agreed without much thought: "I'll listen to you, Mom."
It just so happened that Shang Youqing received a reply from her junior fellow apprentice on that day: [Senior sister [address], please come here tonight. I will personally pick you up when you arrive.]
So, that night Shang Youqing took Shang You to stay with Old Lady An for one night, and she went directly to find her junior brother according to the address in the letter.
As night falls, the magnificent "Tan Palace" corridor is lit up with gilded and carved wall lamps, casting an invisible layer of luxurious light on the paintings on both sides of the corridor wall.
The door to the atrium opened, and several well-dressed dignitaries walked in. Led by a handsome man in the middle, wearing a neat suit, with broad shoulders and long legs, they entered the box while chatting and laughing.
Because they were here to discuss cooperation, and the plan was being led by the Yancheng government, by the time the cooperation project was almost complete, someone, drunken and revealing their true colors, smiled meaningfully: "I heard that there are a lot of fun activities at Tan Palace tonight. Would you like to go up to the third floor and play later, Mr. He?"
He Cong glanced at his watch and said in a cold tone, "You guys can have fun, the curfew is over."
The man was stunned for a moment. "Ah? Mr. He, you have a door access control system at home. Who is it? Who is it that dares to control you?"
Someone in the seat coughed and nudged him, whispering a reminder not to talk nonsense.
He Cong stood up, his slender figure wrapped in his suit. Even though he had drunk some wine, he still looked meticulous, even his collar was straight and straight. He slowly glanced at the man, and his tone and emotion were hard to discern: "I have to go back and put the child to sleep."
While everyone was still dumbfounded, He Cong had already picked up the coat hanging on the seat and left the box.
Yu Zhu called, "Boss He, I've already driven the car to the underground garage. Do you want me to come up and pick you up?"
"No, I'll go down by myself."
The waiter helped open the elevator, and He Cong hung up the phone and walked in.
The elevator slowly descended, and He Cong stood slightly to the side with his tall and straight body. The narrow space was filled with a dull and sticky fragrance. He Cong pulled his tightly tied tie with a little impatience, and the pure black Buddha amulet around his neck slipped out from his collar.
He Cong's eyes were tired as he stared at the Buddha amulet around his neck reflected in the elevator mirror. His cold expression actually had a hint of dazed, depressed, and drunken air.
After a long time, the elevator door opened.
He Cong regained his composure and walked towards the underground garage.
He Cong narrowed his eyes slightly drunkenly, suspecting that he was really drunk.
Because he saw a slender figure parked next to a car in the parking space in front of him, with its back to him, and the soft yellow headlights cast a hazy and blurred shadow.
He Cong stared indifferently.
He walked into the ball of light and mist, approached the figure, grabbed her waist from behind, and pressed her hard into his violently beating chest.
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