Report to the president, Mr. Ben Miao does not warm the bed

"Meow!" Mr. Meow's chicken drumsticks from that year!

What about chicken legs?It's a year, why don't you say it?Thanks!

Mo Ziqi hugged the fat cat who was twisting its small body to chase after people tightly, and quickly coaxed: "It's okay, it's okay, I don't need them to buy it, I will take you there if I want to eat in the future."

It's not that Mo Ziqi is short-hearted, how could he leave this kind of matter to others?

A fat cat is a mother if he has milk. He is not that stupid. He has nothing to do with finding someone to compete with him. Now that Lu Hanfan wants to chop it up and throw it away, how could he recruit another one?

"Meow?" Really?Fat Cat raised his head in disbelief.

On the point of eating, Fat Maoer felt that he was really cheated.

How well Lu Hanfan said back then, that as long as she went to see Mo Ziqi, he would prepare a few whole fish feasts and a few whole chicken feasts for her, but after she went, she would go to ask for benefits At that time, Lu Hanfan even flatly denied it!

He also asked her innocently: "Who said that, do you have evidence? Don't talk nonsense without evidence."

Look at what this said, how shameless!Fat Cat was furious that she lied to a cat, but just like what Lu Hanfan said, she had no proof, so she had to suffer this dark loss.

Now she doesn't want to believe any promises made to her by others.

"Well, of course, I promised you that I will never break my promise." Mo Ziqi said, and ordered her another piece of dried fish, seeing her happily eating, made him feel better.

"Meow." Well, Master Meow will believe you in that book.

To Mo Ziqi, Fat Cat has an indescribable attachment and favor. No matter what he says or does, she feels that he will not treat her badly. , but will soon forget, and then continue to believe him.

Mo Ziqi met her trusting little eyes, didn't say anything, but gently touched her little head.

Mo Ziqi stayed with Fat Cat for a while, and soon there was a knock on the door, it was Qin Feng who came.

Mo Ziqi knew that it was time for the meeting, so he picked up the fat cat who was still eating and walked out. Qin Feng saw him coming out with the fat cat in his arms, and asked hesitantly: "Master, will you bring her with you to the meeting?"

Mo Ziqi frowned, turned to look at him, Qin Feng already knew how much he doted on this cat, so he shut his mouth wisely, turned around and led the way.

In the conference room that can accommodate thousands of people, there are only a few dozens of people sitting in the front seat. As soon as Mo Ziqi came in, they all stood up and greeted him respectfully.

Mo Ziqi was expressionless.

Fat Cat clung to his arm, probed his head, flicked his little tail and began to chatter again.

At the beginning of the meeting, Fat Cat could understand what they said, but she couldn't understand what these words meant. In the end, she simply raised her four little paws and lay on her back in Mo Ziqi's arms, babbling. Eating small dried fish.

Mo Ziqi gently helped her support Xiao Yugan, while listening to the report of the people below with a cold expression.

"Meow." When a subordinate was working on the annual report, Fat Cat suddenly called out.

Everyone looked over subconsciously, and saw that fat cat got up from Mo Ziqi's arms, walked up to the conference table, and stomped small steps in front of them with its short legs.

Every time the fat cat walked up to a person, that person would twitch the corners of their mouths, because they thought the fat cat's eyes were strange.