In the next few days, Tang Chaozhen strictly implemented the nine-to-five standard.
I open my eyes in the morning and run, practice boxing, go home and wash up and make breakfast. After eating, I lie down for a while and video chat with the little girl. Then I go out to the store and spend the day with the ugly cat without disturbing each other. At six or seven in the evening
Come back at one o'clock to buy groceries and cook, then lie down for a while after eating, turn on the TV and check your phone, go out for a night run around ten o'clock, come back to wash up and go to bed...
In fact, this was almost the normal living conditions in the Tang Dynasty. The slight difference was that it was a bit deserted during meals. The circle was very narrow, and there was no intention to expand it. It was bland and boring? Maybe, it was just that the Tang Dynasty enjoyed it as much as sugar.
Oh, we had a dinner party together with the original Baicao Office team. I have to say that although Tang Chao only did this job for more than half a year, the friendship between them was quite good, including this dinner at a hot pot restaurant.
Lao Wei took the lead in the organization, and he was the one who invited the guests. They met again, chatting and laughing with almost no feeling of unfamiliarity.
If there had been any change, it would have been Mu Ling. When Zhong Wanqing and Lao Wei asked about her work plans, she still behaved like a severely internet-addicted girl who would die as long as she was hungry.
, but in fact, Tang Chao knew that she had a new job, and the nature of the job was quite special. From a certain point of view, the two of them were now peers, living in the same world.
Yes, although it is not clear what happened specifically, Mu Ling is indeed mixed up with Ye Lian now. This has been known to the Tang Dynasty for a long time. As for the attitude, he is non-committal - if Mu Ling is forced
Yes, considering the past friendship, Tang Chao didn’t mind helping him out of the sea of misery and staying away from trouble. The key point was that Mu Ling joined voluntarily, and as far as he knew, he was extremely proactive, so it would be hard for Tang Chao to say anything...
Everyone has the right to choose their own life, as long as they can afford the cost of this choice.
At the beginning of February, four days later, Tang Chao rarely worked overtime until about eight o'clock. He just closed the door of the music store and went into the back room. After a while, he quietly walked out of the back door of the music store with a paper box in his arms.
Walking through two alleys, walking into an old community, and turning around and around to enter an abandoned basement, the owner of this room suddenly had a pair of almond-shaped pupils. Who could he be if he wasn't pork belly?
Obviously it didn't expect Tang Chao to appear here. It forgot to run or attack for a moment, and squatted half-crouched in a few foam boxes, which must be the door of its nest, staring blankly at this uninvited enemy.
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The territory is quite large... Tang Chao glanced around at the not-so-small basement and raised his eyebrows, not surprised. Adult wild cats are still very powerful in combat, and the extremely vengeful Pork Belly is one of the best.
, it makes sense to enjoy such a large place on your own that is protected from the wind and rain.
Opening the paper box, Tang Chao took out a strange-looking wooden container that looked like an electric water heater, and walked over, "Chi—" Pork Belly woke up from a dream, and instantly lowered his body into an attack posture, grinning his three-petal mouth and issuing a threat.
The natural growl was extremely ferocious. At the same time, his nose couldn't help but twitch a few times, and his almond-shaped pupils were fixed on the container in Tang Chao's hand. Inside the wooden plywood, there was a full supply of high-quality cat food.
Tang Chao didn't go near the cat's nest. He walked to a slightly clean corner and placed a container. He turned his head and looked at Pork Belly for a few seconds. When the latter looked at it, he raised his finger and pressed the small wooden board protruding from the side of the container. There were more than ten pieces of pork belly.
The cat food is dripping out... Obviously, this is a feeding machine. It was made in the Tang Dynasty and is purely handmade. I spent my spare time on it for several days.
"Do you understand? If you don't understand, read it again... Hey, if you don't say anything, I will take it as your acquiescence. I need to go out for a few days, and there is only so much food. It will be gone after I finish it. I hope you understand what saving is.
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After saying a few words like this, Tang Chao looked at Wu Belly, who was still on high alert, pondered a little, shook his head and stood up, giving up the idea of bringing him up to teach him through words and deeds, mainly because he was worried that he would be frightened and the latter would abandon this den and run away overnight.
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In fact, even without this thing, there is a high probability that the other party will not starve. After all, the ability of an adult wild cat to forage goes without saying. The mottled but shiny hair can already speak for itself. But this is not what was promised a few days ago.
She was a little girl, so the Tang Dynasty still made this manual feeding machine.
Now I just hope that the other party will not live up to the results of his hard work these days... Well, the problem should not be big. To be honest, the pork belly is really ugly, but it is definitely not stupid, otherwise it will not be liked by the crowd at a glance.
Dou is such a kind-hearted two-legged beast.
After doing all this, Tang Chao stopped caring and simply turned around and walked out of the basement.
An hour and a half later, he returned to his hometown and appeared again in the waiting room of Lingjiang International Airport. Of course, Tang Chao had completely changed his appearance at this time. He was not the tall and handsome Song Qingming, but a middle-aged man with a fat and out-of-shape figure.
A foreign man with white skin, light blue eyes mixed with light gray pupils, a typical image of an old European man.
Oh, it also has some business characteristics, from the laptop on the knee in front of me, the overall appearance is that of an ordinary and hard-working business traveler.