Golden House Tibetan cat

The secretary saw a random photo. It looked like scouts had found something by accident, and then took a random photo. There was nothing at the angle of the sun, and there was only a boy holding a cat on it.

The cat is a very ordinary orange cat, plump and chubby, curled up into a ball. The young man has fluffy light golden soft short hair sticking to his face. His skin is fair like someone chiseled out of jade, and his green eyes are like It's like a glass ball, as beautiful as a work of art.

This is a perfect face that can withstand any critical angles and shots.

The secretary took a breath in a trance, as if he understood why Director Wang was so restless. Such a beautiful boy is like a buried pearl. As long as he is placed on the stage, he will naturally shine brilliantly.

As long as this face is marketed properly, it will not be a problem to overwhelm Zhang Zechuan.

"Boss Yin?" Director Wang standing next to him asked cautiously: "You..."

Yin Yewang suddenly woke up.

Surrounded not by bathtub but in company, nothing riding on him boy, just a picture.

It's just a photo, it doesn't explain anything, it's just a pair of similar blue eyes.

His fingers rubbed against the edge of the photo, and the hard and sharp corners of the photo ran across his fingertips. Yin Yewang regained consciousness and retracted his fingers: "Well, it's really suitable."

Director Wang: ...No one asked if you are suitable.

"Sign the person first." Yin Yewang ignored Mr. Wang's hesitant expression, and pretended to be casual: "Show me first after signing."

Then Yin Yewang lifted his foot and left.

Director Wang didn't take back his hand hanging in the air for a long time. He watched Yin Yewang turn and leave in shock, and stuffed the photo into his suit pocket very smoothly. If there is nothing, he touched his pocket with the palm of his hand.

Director Wang:?

That's my picture, right? ? ?

After hesitating for half a second between calling the president to ask for the photo and going to print a new copy, Director Wang turned and walked towards the printer.

The printer swished, the high-heeled shoes were stepped on, and the door of the conference room was pushed open with a "creak", and the confrontation between the two groups slowly kicked off.

And all of this has nothing to do with cute kittens.

"Meow~" The kitten who hadn't eaten yet howled in the room begging for dissatisfaction, but his disciples went to nowhere, and there were only unpalatable paper and unpalatable tables in the whole room.

Well, the sofa feels nice to the touch.

When scratching out eight scratches on the leather sofa, there was a "gurgling" sound from Juju's belly. He was really hungry, so he walked over to open the door by himself.

The door of the office was kicked open by him jumping up, pressing down the doorknob with his body, and kicking against the wall with his claws.

As soon as the door opened, Juju got out along the gap.

The company was very lively near noon, and many employees gathered together to discuss Zhang Zechuan's affairs.

Zhang Yingdi's drug use was revealed by his agent and director Wang, both of whom were from his own company, and they couldn't hide it from each other. It quickly spread throughout the company, that is to say, Yin Yewang suppressed it tightly, otherwise I'm afraid It has already been exposed to the media.

"What kind of background do you think Zhang Zechuan is? After our stars took drugs, we could jump to Rising Sun by turning around, or the boss of Rising Sun came here to negotiate the contract in person, tsk..."

"Boss Xuri and our Boss Yin aren't brothers? You have to miss the old relationship, right?"

"What an old relationship, don't you know that the two of them are not related? They were born by two women one after the other! Both of them are fighting for the inheritance of the Yin family!"

A bunch of people got together to gossip and chat. Halfway through the chat, a certain employee glanced and accidentally saw a light yellow tail sweeping by.

Um?Is it a cat?

"Meow?" Juju was looking for his believers all over the floor. He was hungry and wanted to find believers to eat.

There are a lot of people here, and the smell is very mixed. Juju didn't find anyone for a long time, but touched a corner instead.

Someone was talking in the corner.

"I have secured Zhang Zechuan, and Xuri will praise him in the future. I have done what I promised you. When will you give me what you promised?"

It was a deep male voice.

"Give me some time." It was a guilty voice, a little nervous and hoarse: "Yin Yewang has pressed everything very tightly, and I can't find it yet."

Yin Yewang?

Isn't that his disciple?

Juju walked over there curiously, suddenly a pair of leather shoes appeared in front of her eyes.

"Meow——" Juju was taken aback, jumping directly to a height of less than half a meter, and the pair of black leather shoes was also taken aback, and took half a step back, and then paused in place bewilderedly land.

"It's a kitten."

Tangerine saw someone squatting down in front of him.

He raised his head and saw a somewhat familiar face.

The other party was handsome, with eyebrows like blades, but his eyes were a pair of long and narrow fox eyes, his chin was sharp, and he looked a bit seductive, and he was looking at him with a light smile.

The orange and green eyes stared at the man's eyebrows, and suddenly felt that the man's eyebrows were somewhat similar to Yin Yewang's.

Suddenly, the man stretched out his hand and pinched Juju's neck.

Juju reacted quickly, "meowing" and dodged away.

No one wants to pinch my uncle's neck!Otherwise, don’t blame me—meow!

A hand descended from the sky, picking up the orange that was baring its teeth and claws.

"This is my cat." Yin Yewang squeezed the restless orange's neck, and stared at Yin Xianlie with a cold face. Although he didn't speak, the warning in his eyes was like a sharp sword. Straight into Yin Xianlie's face: "Don't touch it."