"You're undercover! Ling Yu, let me seriously warn you, if Coco loses a hair, I'll never end with you!"

Du Qing angrily slapped the phone on the table, and Edmund on the opposite side asked, "You are already married at such a young age?"

"Well, I married a mentally handicapped person!" Du Qing was so angry. After scolding, she realized that it was not good to talk to strangers like this about her old gong. In this way, the people involved in the car accident not long ago became strange, and even forgot our past."

"Then you should spend more time with him and enlighten him with your heart." Edmond comforted Du Qing, "I have read in many books that the best auxiliary treatment for mental illness is the understanding and encouragement of family members."

Du Qing was still thinking about his cat son, so he told Edmund to wait for a while, and he wanted to ask Secretary Chen to help him find the cat, "Coco is too lazy to die, and he is also timid. I guess it won't run too far. I will post it later." A few photos for you, you can print more cat hunting notices and distribute them around."

"It's my fault for being careless and not putting a collar on it. Remember to let me know whether you find it or not before dark tonight."

Secretary Chen was well aware of the importance of Fat Orange to Du Qing, so he printed out the cat-hunting notice without saying a word, and then went to ask Ling Yu for leave: "President Du asked me to help him find a cat. He also said, when will his son be found and when will I go to work in the company again."

"I don't approve."

"I have to go if you don't approve."

"If you go, don't even think about coming back."

Secretary Chen was very stiff: "Whatever, I'm saving you." After she finished speaking, she turned around and ran away.

President Ling pinched his brows and panted heavily, it's against the sky, it's against the sky!I am a big living person sitting in the company, no one listens to my speech, but Du Qing can mobilize thousands of troops with just a phone call. Are they all brave? !

The driver had just returned home when Secretary Chen called him back to look for the cat.Including aunts and security guards, a large group of people searched the area for several miles, but there was no sign of Fat Orange.

"I'm afraid something terrible has happened," Secretary Chen pouted and wanted to cry, "There are thousands of orange cats in the world, but our President Du has lost his love forever. He is too pitiful..."

The driver boldly suggested: "Mr. Du finally went out for a trip, and he was always thinking about how the cat can still play, okay? Why don't we make a similar one to coax him to say that he found it, and let him put his mind at ease. Guys, don’t give up and keep looking.”

Secretary Chen never lied to Du Qing, she was not sure, "Can it work? He will blame us if he finds out that it wasn't Coco."

"That's the worst outcome. Maybe the cat will come back by itself after taking a walk around tomorrow? Besides, orange cats don't all look the same. Let's go to the pet store and ask someone to get one according to the photo. "

So they split into two groups, the auntie and the security guard continued to wander around, while Secretary Chen and the driver went to a nearby pet shop.Fortunately for them, there happened to be a fat orange in the store that was very similar in size and color to Coco. The owner was worried that it was too old to eat and no customers would buy it, so he charged a nominal fee of 50 yuan to wash it clean and let them take it away.

When Secretary Chen was carrying the counterfeit goods to make a video call with Du Qing, Ling Yu also came home from get off work. He thought the real Coco had been found, and stared at it full of murderous intent.

Seeing that the cat son was doing well, Du Qing finally put his heart back into his stomach, "Xiao Chen, please take Coco home and raise it for a few days. I'm afraid Mr. Ling will abuse it while I'm not around. I'll put it back when I return to China." Take it back."

Ling Yu watched Secretary Chen take the cat away. The next morning, a bizarre incident happened. When President Ling woke up, he found that the bed was wet and there were some on the side of the pillow. It smelled faintly, and it was clearly a cat. The smell of urine.

"Good boy, you're playing dirty with me. It's the president who underestimated you."

Early in the morning, Ling Yu called Secretary Chen and asked her to buy a few mouse traps. Online shopping was not allowed because they were about to be used.Secretary Chen said she couldn't do it, "It's such an old fashioned thing, if you want to embarrass me, I don't have to use such a bad trick."

"I don't care, you have to find it for me after running all over the city today."

Secretary Chen rode an eDonkey to the small commodity market, but there was nothing; she went to the flea market, and there was nothing; finally, she found the goods in a small shop in the Temple of the City God. Old and small, right? Nowadays, no one in a good community uses this, and the property regularly releases rat poison to kill rats."

Where is the big mansion worth over [-] million!

There are two types of mousetrap, one is directly trapped to death, and the other is trapped and cannot escape.Secretary Chen asked President Ling which one he wanted, and Ling Yu said, "It's fine if you can hold it, and I want to keep it alive."

He went to the company and threw a bag of mousetrap to Ling Yu. Secretary Chen punched out his card and set out to look for the cat. They worked all day and still found nothing.Ling Yu didn't tell them about Coco urinating on his bed and provoking him. President Ling felt too ashamed to be tricked by the cat, so he couldn't say it.

At night before going to bed, Ling Yu placed a few mouse traps by the window and door, and put one next to the pillow, vowing to catch that little bastard Coco.However, he forgot one very important thing, if he fell asleep and turned over, he might be caught in a mousetrap.

According to her aunt's recollection, that night she fell asleep in a daze, and was suddenly awakened by an earth-shattering and miserable howling.She didn't have time to dress properly, so she rushed out with a coat on, and saw Ling Yu holding his right hand in his left hand and crying out of breath: "Hurry up and take me to the hospital! Hand...finger was pinched off!"

The aunt can't drive, so she can only call an ambulance.The nurse on board the car was a curious baby, and asked Ling Yu with a suppressed smile: "Sir, why are you caught in the middle of the night when you don't sleep?"

President Ling is especially thankful that he has the foresight to learn how to open a mousetrap in advance, otherwise he would be sent to the hospital with that thing in his hand, he might be on the social news, and the whole city would laugh at him while watching TV at home!

At this time, President Ling suddenly missed Du Qing very much. If there were kisses and hugs he loved, he would not be in such pain.However, he just said brazenly that he would eradicate all of Du Qing's subordinates. Can he forgive himself?

The emergency doctor recognized Ling Yu as the boss of the Sikou Group, and checked him very carefully. Fortunately, there was no fracture. He prescribed some ointment for reducing swelling and pain at home, as well as some internal medicine.The doctor warned carefully: "Wait for three days to see if the fingers can move normally, there is no problem. If the flexion and extension are not flexible, you have to come for a reexamination."

After returning home, the aunt helped Ling Yu throw all the mousetraps into the trash can, "Sir, don't leave these in the house next time, it's so dangerous."

His hand was injured and he still had to do his job, and the newspaper came as soon as he said it. Ling Yu couldn't drive with one hand, so he had to lower his face and ask the driver to pick him up.When the driver saw his swollen carrot-like fingers, he couldn't help exclaiming: "Mr. Ling, how did you get hurt like this? Does Mr. Du know?"

"I didn't tell him."

The driver made up his mind again: Could it be that he went out to mess around while Mr. Du was not at home and was caught by someone?The good guy is too ruthless, he smashed his hand into a flowering carrot with a small hammer?

It was Secretary Chen who was amazing, seeing through the truth at a glance: "You are called a mousetrap, right? God, if I bought another one, wouldn't you be amputated?"

Ling Yu asked angrily: "You feel very sorry, don't you?"

"No, no, I'm also responsible. I shouldn't have worked so hard to buy you that dangerous product. I won't go to the cat today, and it's inconvenient to eat with my left hand. I'll stay and take care of you."

Ling Yu never expected that Secretary Chen would be so considerate.People are the weakest when they are injured. At this moment, he saw that Secretary Chen was like a little angel of love with wings, so he softened his tone: "Don't look for it, Coco is hiding at home. The cat food is decreasing, and she still comes to my bed." pee."

"Why did it hide? Did you really abuse it?"

"It's not considered abuse, it's just that it wanted to eat the noodles I cooked, but I didn't give it to it, and then it jumped at me, so I threw it outside the door to sleep..."

Secretary Chen stared and shouted: "Isn't this called abuse? Do you know how cold it is outside at night? And Coco used to be a stray cat. He must have thought that he was abandoned by his owner again, and he had to suffer so much psychological trauma!"

"I will not do it again."

Secretary Chen recalled: "You asked me to buy a mousetrap just to catch Coco?"

"You can report to Mr. Du, but don't mention my injury."

You also know how to lose face. Secretary Chen felt speechless towards his own president. He was hit by a pig cart, he was clearly turned into a stupid pig.

作者有话要说:感谢在2019-12-0215:09:49~2019-12-0300:32:58期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: Naihe 1;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!

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