Fairy takeaway

He Nuo glanced guiltily at the little boss' coat stained with grape juice.He swore that the first time he wiped it was definitely an accident, but after he wiped it casually, he subconsciously wanted to wipe his entire paw clean.

Uh, in fact, the dye is not very serious... Is it.

It's all right, the little sea otter comforted himself, the little boss didn't see it, he didn't see it.

Unexpectedly, Luo Xiang called out his name in the next second, scaring him almost to death.

"Wh-what?" he asked frightened.

Luo Xiang glanced at him, not knowing whether he knew or pretending not to know, he just nodded slightly, and said: "Pack up the fruit plate later, remember to pack the best." He smiled, "The president is too polite. gone."

Tanuo's eyes lit up, and he looked excitedly at Mr. Mala Tang, with "Is it true" written all over his face.

And Mr. Malatang, who was not polite at all, could only nod his head stiffly when he heard this, every wrinkle on his face hides deep angina pain.

He Nuo immediately jumped up, flashed past him, rushed into the previous reception room, and packed all the fruit plates that he thought tasted good into his small backpack.

Mr. Malatang tried his best to squeeze out a polite smile, but his trembling belly didn't look so elegant.He took a deep breath, exhaled, and breathed again.As expected, cats are shameless creatures, they don't understand polite words, they just climb up the ladder.Mr. Malatang let out a heavy breath, blinked vigorously, and tears filled his eyes.

"After all, cats are good at climbing poles." Luo Xiang sighed and said inexplicable words.He blinked his eyes and looked at Mr. Malatang mischievously, as if he could look directly into the depths of his soul through his eyes.

Mr. Malatang only felt the hairs on his back stand on end, and a chill surged from the tip of his tail to his chest.He shook his heavy belly, and a thought that shocked the dog reverberated in his mind: Doesn't this lord have mind reading skills?He staggered and moved a few more steps towards the back of the chair, almost falling off the chair.

Luo Xian's smile was still charming.

He promises to return with a full load, his small backpack is bulging, and his face is full of joy of harvest.

"You are so kind." He praised Mr. Malatang, "I hope we can meet again."

Mr. Malatang shook his round head, nodding in joy and shaking his head in despair.

He Nuo didn't take it seriously, and said: "Then we will leave, I wish you a prosperous business."

However, as soon as the words came out of his mouth, Ta Nuo himself felt that something was wrong, but after thinking about it carefully, he didn't think there was any cat disease.After all, a prosperous business is the highest blessing for the founder of "Shenxian Takeaway".

Luo Xiang had already walked towards the door one step ahead.

Mr. Malatang deserves to be the youngest chairman of the Chengjing Association.He sorted out his emotions at a very fast speed, looked at the cheeky pet cat in front of him, raised his barely chin proudly, and nodded indifferently.

"Then Yang and the two bid farewell, and we will not send you far away." He said coldly.

He Nuo didn't care about the other party's attitude at all, he still waved his hands enthusiastically to say goodbye, and jumped a few steps to follow Luo Xiang.

The two entered the elevator, and Ta Nuo suddenly came to his senses and asked puzzledly: "Who is Yang? Why does Mr. Malatang call himself Yang? Is he actually a sheep?"

Luo Xiang pressed the floor slowly, and said, "Oh, Malatang is just a stage name. His first name is Yang Guofu."

He Nuo frowned, always felt that the name was very familiar, but couldn't remember where he saw it.He shook his head, determined to forget about it.He said again: "Then what did you say to Mr. Malatang just now?" He didn't seem very happy.

Luo Xiang raised his eyes to stare at the display screen on the floor, and upon hearing this, he simply replied: "It's nothing, just let him do some work."

He Nuo nodded ignorantly.

Luo Xiang smiled, as if he was talking to himself, "Since I got this seat, I have to pay a price." Taking five insurances and one gold and not working, there is no such cheap thing in the world.

He Nuo always felt that this sentence was a hidden hint.He's not an otter who just eats and doesn't work.He immediately stood at attention, tightened his stomach, kept his eyes fixed, and didn't dare to say any more.It wasn't until the two of them got off the elevator and returned to the human world that Ta Nuo became active again, impatiently reminding the little boss.

"Now we can go to Mr. Lin Zhou."

Luo Xiang looked like he had lost his memory, and frowned, showing a troubled expression.

He Nuo breathed out nervously, for fear that the little boss would regret it temporarily.He didn't want to be an otter running around in Maochun City, that would be too boring—even if he had always been like this before.But people always start to feel lonely after they have friends.What's more, he is now a fragile otter who may have unexpected situations anytime, anywhere.

Fortunately, Luo Xiang appreciated the anxious look of the little sea otter enough, and finally nodded.

"Do you know where Lin Zhou is?" Luo Xiang asked.

"I don't know." He Nuo shook his head naturally.

"Then how do you find it?" Luo Xiang glared at him.Sure enough, such a thing as planning does not exist for sea otters.

He Nuo shrank his neck and said, "I originally wanted to rely on my wild intuition to find someone."

Luo Xiang sneered.Not to mention wild intuition, the instinct of this little sea otter is more degenerate than many small domesticated animals.

He Nuo heard the mockery in the little boss's smile, pretended not to understand, and talked about him from left to right.

Luo Xiang twisted the little sea otter's ears.

He Nuo groaned exaggeratedly, and shouted: "You hurt me."

Luo Xiang looked at him with a calm face, but the words he said were very cruel. "I'm going to deduct your cuteness."

"It doesn't hurt too much." He Nuo waved his paw, hurriedly lowered his head, and flicked his ears a few times.

In fact, it didn't really hurt, he just felt that the tips of his ears were hot.My ears must be red, the guilty little sea otter thought, fortunately Mao Mao is black and you can't tell, otherwise it would be a shameful otter, hey.

At the other end, Mr. Malatang, who had just bid farewell to Luo Xiang and Tano, was sitting slumped on the sofa, like a clay sculpture that was too soft to form.He had already heard about this new Lord Nun Si, but he didn't take it seriously.Mao Chuncheng has a long history of becoming a master. There are many masters, and the Taoism is different. It is difficult to follow the same. For many years, he has been in a state of free development and balance of the heaven and the law.

Nun Si is the use of the thirty-six divisions in the spirit and monster world under the command of the City God, the guardian of the human world.Most of the previous directors were peaceful and indifferent people, and the two sides had no mutual relationship, and they lived in peace for decades.

It is almost a tacit fact that Mr. Nun Si will not show up after a catastrophe.Unexpectedly, the newly appointed Lord Nunsi was very lenient.Thinking of this, Mr. Malatang couldn't help sighing again.If he had known this, he should have made a plan to strike first, so he wouldn't be so coerced and miserable like today.It's a pity that his skills are not as good as people's, and the dog is soft-spoken. He has no other choice but to accept the other party's request.

The pug hung his head down for a while before there was movement behind him.The elite cadres of the Inubu who were frightened by Mr. Nunsi and fled in all directions appeared from unknown corners one after another, surrounded them, chattered loudly, and their faces were full of righteous indignation.

Mr. Malatang frowned deeply, looking very unhappy.

It's a pity that his deployment is not at all frightening.The three fires that the new officials took office still couldn't burn them.Among them, the loudest bark is a female Papillon named Madame Butterfly.She is over ten years old. If she is an ordinary pet dog, she is already considered an old dog, but she still has a small, childlike face and a vigorous figure. A pair of long-haired ears stand proudly and shake lightly. name match.

"We can't just let the cat pie ride on our dog pie! We should unite and bite off their cat's head!" Madame Butterfly barked wildly, her voice was high-pitched and thin.She is an unwavering radical canine.

Mr. Malatang suspected that even if the adult had already walked downstairs, he could still hear Madame Butterfly's scolding.The adult's voice and smile was still in front of his eyes, thinking of this, he couldn't help shivering, the wrinkles on his face almost twisted into a ball, trembling slightly.

"Keep your voice down," Mr. Malatang reminded.

Madame Butterfly was unmoved, thinking that the new president was really not worth the trouble.Her delicate, palm-sized face was full of arrogance and anger, and she slanted at Mr. Mala Tang's front paws disdainfully.Mr. Malatang is sitting on the sofa chair, and the height of the butterfly dog ​​is very limited. Mrs. Butterfly raised her head vigorously, but her eyes can only reach the front paws of the pug dog and the small group of indescribable shadows.The altitude disadvantage caused her gaze to lose a lot of majesty, but this did not prevent Madame Butterfly from expressing her dissatisfaction.

As early as the election of the president, Madame Butterfly has been soliciting votes everywhere, intending to form a team of toy puppies.In the history of Maochun Chengjing Association, there has never been a toy puppy who has successfully campaigned.This kind of shame has always made Madame Butterfly heartbroken.Toy puppies have been able to control human beings for hundreds of years. They can occupy a place in human families based on their appearance and temperament without work. They dominate human emotions and become an indispensable part of their lives. The wisdom of toy dogs can be seen One spot.In Madame Butterfly's opinion, only noble, elegant and clever ornamental dogs have enough leadership and courage to lead Maochun and other dog spirits to glory.

As a result, things backfired, and Mr. Malatang, a naive pug dog, defeated the other opponents by a narrow margin and became the new president of the Chengjing Association.He matured early, is still young, and will be in office for a long time.Although it is better for dogs to be elected than for cats to monopolize, such an unsatisfactory election result made Madame Butterfly secretly annoyed for a long time.Although the Pug can be regarded as a small toy breed, its stupid and stocky appearance always gives other dogs a foolish and untrustworthy illusion.In fact, Pugs are indeed prone to stubbornness and impulsiveness.Madame Butterfly does not approve of such a puppy companion.

In addition, the thing that bothers the cleanliness Madame Butterfly most is the hygiene of the pug.There are many breeds with heavy body odor among pet dogs, and the Pug is particularly prominent.The natural skin folds make the pug extremely susceptible to fungal infection, and if it is not cleaned properly, it is easy to produce an indecent smell.Of course, even a harsh critic like Madame Butterfly has to admit that Mr. Mala Tang’s humans have taken good care of him. His eyes are clear, his back hair is shiny, and his skin can be kept clean and dry in every tiny fold. An unpleasant odor for dogs.Truly a pampered puppy.

Mrs. Butterfly secretly commented on Mr. Malatang, but she didn't know that at the same time, Mr. Malatang was also quite resentful towards her.Madame Butterfly is the most typical butterfly dog.The Papillon is indeed a puppy with a Napoleonic plot, born proud and sensitive, with arrogance and dominance that do not match its figure.

Mr. Malatang once heard a rumor about Madame Butterfly.According to legend, Madame Butterfly lived in a human family when she was young.Once, her humans led her out, and she ran into a tall and mighty German shepherd dog. Madame Butterfly attacked, but she was attacked when the provocation failed. It took a whole year to grow back.There is no way to verify the authenticity of the rumors. After all, no one has the courage to lift Madame Butterfly's soft and flowing ear hair to confirm the scar.But Madame Butterfly's explosive temper is a fact, and Mr. Mala Tang fully believes that she has the courage to provoke a super heavyweight opponent.

Of course, the Napoleon plot is common to many miniature puppies.Mr. Malatang, who is also a small dog, can actually understand this mentality very well.When your height is less than [-] to [-] centimeters, your weight is less than [-] kilograms, and your self-protection ability is extremely poor. Everyone is a giant, and almost any creature may threaten your survival. Naturally, your sense of crisis is stronger than those of large dogs. Come strong.Subconsciously, the puppies will adopt a more outgoing and active attitude to meet potential dangers, and develop a spontaneous blind confidence that they can save the world.In a way, bravado and aggression are a disguise for insecurity and vulnerability.

But at the moment, the arrogant Madame Butterfly gained a lot of favor, and many dogs raised their heads and barked loudly in agreement with her proposal.This is simply a blatant contempt and disdain for his newly appointed chairman.

Heh, when confronting that lord just now, these dogs couldn't even see a dog's hair, but now they are all acting as an afterthought.

Mr. Malatang frowned, and anger surged from his heart.He trembled all over, shaking the flesh of his body quickly, exuding the aura of a terrifying dog all over his body.All of a sudden, the dogs whined, bent down, and gradually became quiet.Only Madame Butterfly still bared her teeth, full of disdain, but she had quietly retreated to an inconspicuous corner, not obtrusive.

Smart puppies always advance and retreat in a certain way, and act immediately.

Seeing the eyes of all the dogs focused on him, Mr. Malatang shook his stomach, and said slowly: "You must know what kind of person the adult who visited today is, and we cannot match him. Mr. Yang Not talented, I don’t think I have the ability to fight like a cart with a mantis’ arms, and fight an egg with a stone. If you feel resentful, you might as well say it bluntly, if there is someone who is capable, Yang will abdicate and let the virtuous.”

After that, he raised his forelegs, as if he wanted to cup his hands like an ancient human warrior.Unfortunately, his forelimbs were too short and his body was too heavy, so it was too difficult to make such a movement. Even if he did it, it was like asking for a red envelope in New Year's greetings.

It is said that Malatang's human beings are excellent human beings with only culture and education. Affected by it, Mr. Malatang always likes to speak in a polite way, and it is inevitable to appear nondescript on certain occasions, which makes dogs confused.But at this time, no dog dared to refute.No matter how brave they are on the surface, the dogs know in their hearts that the new Mr. Mao is not easy to mess with, and has a very bad temper. It is an eventful time, and the name of the president is just a superficial name, a hot potato.

So everyone was barking, expressing that they dare not dare.

Mr. Malatang then sneered, and said again: "There is an order from Shangfeng, so don't dare to disobey it. I will do my best and follow the horse's lead. When the order comes down, I will let you know. I will not mention this matter for the time being. The most urgent task in the meeting , is to support the elites of our dog department and create a new world. I wonder if you can complete your daily tasks?"

What he said was so literary, it sounded like he was going to lead the cadres of the dog clan to do a great event, but in fact, everyone could understand it, but he was urging the cadres to do the task of fan polling.

That's right, the main task of these cadres every day is to diligently make data for the spirit monsters who are struggling in the human entertainment circle, especially the dog race spirit monsters.Taking the department as the unit, each dog has a different number of tasks every day, and the data is bursting.They are really too poor, have no funds, can't afford to buy a robot trumpet, and the output depends entirely on dog workers.Brushing data and shooting is a rather boring thing, and many dogs suffer from human-type baldness, which can be regarded as work-related injuries.

As for why the Tangtang Chengjing Association focuses its business on the entertainment industry that is not very respected, this is really a secret that is not easy to talk about.But in fact, it is also easy to understand. After all, a dog that can rely on its appearance for a living will not want to rely on talent-under the independent calculation of one plus one equals two is the genius dog IQ measurement standard, such a thing as talent , is too ethereal to be worth mentioning.

The responsible dogs of each group came out and briefly reported the results of the data task of the day.

Mr. Malatang pondered for a long time before calling out a name, "Eleven."

A brown-haired Pomeranian quickly rolled out of the line like a round furball.

"I'm—" she replied crisply.

Eleven's name originated from the human shopping carnival. It is said that her humans picked her up from the kennel on November 11th.As the first puppy in the family, Shiyi received extra love from humans and was raised well.She is a rather optimistic little Pomeranian, with a wide heart and a fat body, and a sweet appearance.When living in a human family, Eleven learned a lot of professional knowledge related to the entertainment industry from the star-chasing humans, so he was entrusted with the important task of becoming the responsible dog of the Mao Chuncheng Elite Association's casting team.

"Before you mentioned that humans are obsessed with 'salt men' nowadays, and suggested that we adjust the direction of support. After discussion, I and the consuls unanimously decided that the focus of the casting team will be transferred to Xinxing Dog."

The new idol making season is coming soon.Today's human idol market is becoming more and more competitive day by day, newcomers emerge in large numbers, and the battle is fierce.Last year, their record was not good. The three players failed to make their debut, and they stopped in the top [-] and returned home.It is really difficult for individual contestants without any accumulation to break through the encirclement and stand out.After learning from the pain, the managers of the association realized that their dog power is limited, and they must devote their limited energy to precise goals in order to maximize benefits.

"Which one is it?" Eleven breathed out with his mouth open slightly, revealing the tip of his pink tongue, and his eyes shone with joy.She likes the handsome new dog the most!The happiness on the wall is unimaginable.

"Isn't there a new husky?" Mr. Malatang said calmly, "I think he's quite salty."

……

Eleven's happy little tongue stopped sticking out.She tilted her head and frowned, looking at her leader tangledly.

Does the chairman have any misunderstandings about the salt system?

Husky?

Salt system?

ha?

Husky's thick eyebrows and big eyes are obviously the most suitable for rebellion and revolution!

"But..." Eleven tactfully dissuaded, "I remember he has only become a genius not long ago, and he can't even write his name completely."

Two out of three words can be wrong!When he came to the association to register and report a few days ago, he gnawed the registration form!Chasing the little squirrel at the registration office for a full 800 meters!

Eleven's heart was filled with big words of reluctance.

Mr. Mala Tang stopped Eleven with a wave of his paw. "It doesn't matter," he said, recalling a human adage, "It's all about having a face."

But he has no face either!

Eleven roared inwardly.

That husky clearly has a hamster pie face!It's very unmasculine!

pill!pill!pill!

Before she could protest again, Mr. Mala Tang waved his little paw again.

So it's settled.

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Survival speech: The part about the entertainment industry is all jokes, without any insinuation or connotation, and the main thread will not involve too much content in this regard, just take a look at it.