Chapter 32
Today, there are two things that employees of Tianhong Group are keen to discuss.
The first thing: Mr. Dafu brought his Tibetan mastiff to work. A man and a mastiff are a perfect match.
The second thing: Tibetan Mastiffs have extremely high IQs and can buy coffee by themselves. That’s amazing!
The second incident was witnessed by everyone. It spread among the internal gossip group of the group's employees within a few minutes after Song Xingqi got on the elevator. There were pictures of Song Xingqi holding a takeaway bag, walking in the lobby with her head held high, and waiting for the elevator obediently. Even the intern who was frightened before was holding his phone and muttering to himself: "It's not impossible for me to be your aunt..."
So much so that when he decided to leave Fu Chen, the following scene appeared.
The security guard saw him coming out of the elevator, quickly put away the electric baton, and smiled as he escorted Song Xingqi to the gate: "Little boy, take care~"
Song Zhouqi looked back again.
An employee on the high-rise building was watering the flowers by the windowsill. When he saw Song Xingqi, he waved.
Song Zhouxing was sad.
They are all saying goodbye to him.
No one likes him!
He was immersed in his own sorrow, without thinking, and without considering that as a Tibetan Mastiff, firstly, no one dared to stop him, and secondly, everyone knew that he understood human nature and was very smart, and they were all waiting to see him display his high IQ in the dog world again.
The employee watering the flowers waved to his colleagues to come over and see: "Come on, come on, all of you, come here quickly, Mr. Dafu's Tibetan mastiff is going shopping again!"
Bang, bang, bang! Several colleagues in the cubicles stood up and crowded to the window. Some praised him for being warm-hearted, some praised him for being cute, and several people talked about it. Some even raised a question: "It didn't bring any money this time, so how can it buy things?"
"Are you stupid?" said the colleague watering the flowers. "It can record accounts by face recognition even without money. Can't Mr. Dafu arrange the Tibetan mastiff clearly?"
"Yes, yes, yes."
Everyone waved happily at Song Xingqi again.
Song Zhou Xing: “….”
Everyone was actually very happy to see him leave.
With a woof, he ran away sadly, his ears flapping.
Before leaving, Song Xingqi thought clearly that he would become a stray dog in the future. He might not have enough food for three meals a day and might have to compete with wild dogs for food. Moreover, as a large dog wandering outside, he would be extremely dangerous in the eyes of passers-by. He would be more likely to be caught by the police at any time. If he was unlucky, he would encounter unscrupulous dog dealers.
But Fu Chen no longer likes him, so there is no point for him to stay.
He tried to walk on streets with fewer people to minimize the impact.
Tianhong Building occupies the most prosperous commercial district in the city, but Song Xingqi was unfamiliar with this area. He could only look aimlessly for some road signs or bus stops to determine his location, but instead of finding the bus stop, he got lost and couldn't tell the directions.
He stood under the shade of a large tree by the roadside and watched.
There was a black Mercedes-Benz parked in front of the restaurant across the street, with a dog's head sticking out of the window.
A husky?
Same kind!!
Song Xingqi became excited and jumped slightly left and right, trying to rush across the road to ask the Husky for directions.
He inexplicably wanted to take a look at the collapsed school, and then go home to be with his parents. Even if his parents didn't recognize him, he could always be with them.
But here comes the problem...
Song Xingqi is afraid of dogs. Even after becoming a dog, he is still allergic to dogs. He is very conflicted.
Will a Husky bite me?
Are Huskies aggressive?
It seems that the brains of Huskies are generally not normal. Can they help to point the way?
The Husky opposite, Qiu Zijie, also looked at Song Xingqi strangely.
Do you want to come over or not?
The reason why Qiu Zijie appeared on the street started an hour ago.
After the morning meeting this morning, Fu Yu went to the construction site. There was a lot of preparation work to be done before the new land construction started. Not only did he have to go to various departments to obtain permits, but environmental assessments, geological surveys, etc. were all top priorities. He couldn't just rely on his subordinates bringing in a few qualified reports to conclude that there were no problems, so he went to the construction site in person to check to ensure that there would be no mistakes before construction began.
He left the construction site only when it was almost time for dinner.
He has something important to do.
When driving off-road to a certain intersection, Fu Yu's right eyelid twitched.
During the noon period, there were few vehicles and pedestrians on the road, and the surroundings were much quieter than during the morning and evening rush hours. Only the advertising music from the square could faintly reach his ears.
All signs indicate that the world is peaceful.
Then something must be going on at home.
Fu Yu took out his cell phone and turned on the surveillance.
There was no video surveillance in the house before because he was familiar with network technology and was a top talent in this field. The more he knew, the more he resisted certain electronic products, such as surveillance cameras. Once they were hacked, they would expose everything to strangers.
But now I have to install one, so I installed it in the cloakroom.
The screen opens.
A big white butt appears before your eyes, twisting in the middle of the picture, and its fluffy tail sways left and right with the butt.
Why can I only see the Husky’s butt but not its head?
Because his head had gone into Fu Yu's closet again.
Fu Yu brought his laptop to the company today. Qiu Zijie was very idle at home. After he used his endless energy to finally chew up many toys, he couldn't help but want to tear things apart. However, if he destroyed the objects, he would be threatened by Fu Yu. Last time it was a knife, and next time he didn't know what it would be.
Therefore, you still have to chew the food, but the key is to think of a suitable place to hide it.
Qiu Zijie pulled out a sweater, held it with his two paws, and lay on the ground, revealing his fangs and tearing it apart.
The sweater was soon torn to shreds.
The dog's body rolled over in the wool, which hooked its paws, ears, and mouth. A circle of black wool fell in front of the dog's forehead. When he turned his head, Fu Yu saw his front face.
Play like a bastard.
Beep——
The traffic light has turned green and the car behind is urging us to hurry up.
Fu Yu threw away his phone and stepped on the accelerator, but chose to turn at the next intersection, going in the opposite direction of the original route.
When they were almost done playing, Qiu Zijie tapped the button on the wall with his paw, and the glass door of the closet slowly closed. He pulled all the wool into a ball, and then took the ball of wool downstairs. There was a big torn hole under the soft doghouse, and when it was opened, the scattered cotton wool that was pressed down flew out.
He ignored the fallen cotton wool and stuffed the ball of yarn he had played with into the big hole.
Trying to destroy the body.
Finally, hide all the scattered cotton wool on the ground under the doghouse and press it down.
After expending all his energy, Qiu Zijie lay on the ground with his belly open to rest.
After a while, the familiar engine sound came.
Fu Yu came in.
Qiu Zijie yawned slowly, turning his body from one side to the other, perfectly portraying the lazy look of a pet dog.
The man played with the car keys in his hand, stood beside the seemingly innocent Husky, squinted his eyes, and scanned the entire living room, finally his eyes fell on the big doghouse.
He opened the doghouse and pulled out a ball of wool from the big hole.
“…”
Qiu Zijie shuddered.
The second son of the Fu family is the most cunning among the four men in the Fu family. Being cunning also means paying attention to details in some aspects. So he was able to accurately find out where Qiu Zijie hid the "evidence". Qiu Zijie was surprised, but not much.
My thoughts started running at high speed at this moment.
There must be a reason why Fu Yu suddenly came back. Either he left something at home or he was seen tearing down the house. If it was the latter, then the house had been equipped with surveillance cameras without his knowledge. And from the look at the living room when Fu Yu came back, the surveillance camera definitely did not cover the first floor, so he needed so much time to make a judgment.
This shows that the surveillance is upstairs.
Fu Yu saw with his own eyes that he tore his sweater, and also saw with his own eyes that he left with a ball of wool in his mouth.
The conclusion is: I can’t go to the cloakroom anymore.
Fu Yu threw the messy ball of yarn over: "Your masterpiece."
Upon touching, I found something in the doghouse hole.
A pair of rotten slippers.
"It's something I haven't worn yet. It's new. You're quite picky," Fu Yu said coldly.
"That's for sure. After all, I don't know if you have athlete's foot from 1982."
Qiu Zijie had already stood up and was staring at his master Fu Yu vigilantly, with his body slightly lowered, ready to jump out from the entrance immediately if Fu Yu tried to scare him with something again.
The yard outside is very big. The worst that could happen is that this man would kick me out of the house and I would have to live in the yard.
But this means that the opportunity to practice typing with my paws every day has been ruined.
Fu Yu raised his hand.
Qiu Zijie's ears were slightly pressed back and his eyelids drooped unconsciously. When he thought Fu Yu was going to take action, the pair of slippers with the rope still on flew over his head in a parabola and fell accurately into the trash can. The man in front of him didn't seem to have any intention of teaching him a lesson.
But Qiu Zijie didn't dare to let his guard down.
This man is unpredictable.
"The sweater cost 2,800, the slippers cost 500, and the medical expenses for the beating I received, I will settle all of them with your former master," said Fu Yu.
“.......”
The previous owner was Zhang Shiyao.
Qiu Zijie had seen him in entertainment news before, but it had been so long that he could no longer remember what he looked like.
Now it doesn't matter to him who he is with. What's important is that it is convenient for him to investigate the school collapse and practice his typing speed so as to achieve ideal results in the challenge. And Fu Yu lives alone and won't be around him all day, which gives him enough space and time to move around.
Fu Yu went to the restaurant to drink water.
Seeing that the other party no longer cared about him, Qiu Zijie thought the matter was over. He looked at the scattered wool on the ground, gathered it into a ball, picked it up and helped throw it into the trash can.
There was a piece of wool hanging outside the trash can, and he was trying to hook it up with his fingernails and throw it in.
Fu Yu, who was drinking water from a cup, was looking at him out of the corner of his eye.
Is it time to trim the dog's nails?
The ringing of a bell interrupted his thoughts.
Fu Yu picked up the phone and said concisely: "On the way, almost there."
Qiu Zijie looked at Fu Yu and said, "You lie without thinking."
He waited for Fu Yu to go out again, but it turned out that while he was concentrating on eating lunch, Fu Yu swiftly put a collar and leash on him.
Therefore, there was a scene where he was sitting in the passenger seat and looking at the Tibetan Mastiff across the street.
He calmly looked at the Tibetan mastiff with pitiful eyes, jumping left and right, hesitating, just like the timid Song Xingqi in their dormitory.
“Awooooo ...…”
He shouted to the Tibetan Mastiff: "Come over and tell me if you have anything to say."
With a swishing sound, the Tibetan Mastiff ran away in fear.
Qiu Zijie: “…”
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