Chapter 1056 Public Opinion

The ideal state for a joint proposal is to collect signatures from people from all walks of life and from different walks of life, so that it can cover a certain amount of public opinion to a certain extent.

Zhang Zian thought about it for a while, and then he stopped thinking about it. He walked around casually, and he counted as many signatures as he could collect. Isn't it said that some western countries randomly choose from the streets when they conduct private surveys? Explain that it is also a good choice to go with the situation.

"Let's go, Vladimir, I haven't wandered on this street for a long time." He waved to Vladimir, gesturing for it to follow.

"It's pretty good. I have collected the signatures of... 8 people in such a short time." It counted the names on the paper and said meaningfully: "However, this doesn't mean anything."

"Ok, I know."

Even if he didn't need it to remind him, Zhang Zian knew it very well.

Wang Qian, Li Kun and the others signed for him because they were his clerks; Xiao Qincai signed for him because she had a childlike innocence; Ask him.

In other words, it is difficult to tell the ratio of how many of them signed him because they really supported his initiative, and how much they signed for the sake of their acquaintances, maybe there are both.

Even if Wei Kang called his colleagues to sign for him, it was because of Wei Kang's face.

These don't mean anything, who doesn't know a few acquaintances? It's just a signature, not a loan...

The real challenge is to collect signatures from strangers. The signatures obtained from strangers are more authentic and can better reflect public opinion. It is no fun to speculate.

Zhang Zian took a deep breath. Although he often verbally battled the heroes and females in the pet store, he was actually not good at striking up conversations with strangers. In his bones, he still had a sense of self-preservation. Even when it was so difficult when he first took over the pet store, he I didn't have the cheek to go to the street to solicit customers or advertise. Even if the pet store fails, he still has a way out and can go back to work.

However, this matter is not for himself, and there is no way out.

He can retreat and continue to live a comfortable life, but what about those little animals that were mutilated?

Everyone is silent, but someone has to stand up to break the silence.

Vladimir stared at his face from behind, seeing through his superficial ease and unconcealed tension.

"Hello! I wrote a proposal on the protection of pets and small animals, and I would like to ask for your opinion and signature..."

He saw a middle-aged man passing by, ran over and before he finished speaking, the man waved his hand impatiently, "No, no!"

In fact, the middle-aged man didn't hear what he was saying at all, he just confused him with the person who posted small advertisements on the street, quickened his pace and left quickly.

Zhang Zian was turned away. Although he was mentally prepared, it was hard to be rudely rejected face to face. It would be fine if he was really posting a small advertisement, but it wasn't.

He smiled self-deprecatingly, shrugged his shoulders to Vladimir, and pretended to be relaxed and said, "How do you say that? Failure is the mother of success!"

It didn't smile, and there was even a hint of sadness in the depths of its eyes.

Zhang Zian adjusted his mood, squeezed out the smile he didn't show to customers in the pet shop, and walked towards a young girl passing by.

"Hello! Do you like pets and small animals?"

This time he learned the lesson just now, he didn't throw out his request all at once when he came up, but first used this method to stabilize the other party, at least not to reject people thousands of miles away when he came up.

The young girl was startled for a moment, looked up at him, and squeezed the bag in her hand even tighter. Instead of turning around and leaving like the middle-aged man just now, she said vaguely with caution: "It's okay..."

Zhang Zian relaxed a little, and showed her the proposal, "I wrote a proposal for the protection of small animals, and I want to collect everyone's signatures, in order to get the attention of the relevant departments, and to legislate on it one day earlier.

Look, can you sign it for me? If you have any comments on the content of the proposal, you can also put it forward. As long as it is reasonable, I will try my best to modify it. "

The young girl stared at him like a weirdo with an expression of disbelief.

Zhang Zian felt that his smile must be very stiff.

Everyone has the experience of being forced to place a small advertisement on the street. She has also been approached by strange men several times to ask for WeChat ID and mobile phone number, but it is the first time that she has been asked to sign a proposal by a stranger.

Doubts arose in her heart, could this be some new type of deception? Spoof my signature and swipe my credit card?

You must not have the heart to harm others, but you must have the heart to guard against others.

"This...forget it, sorry, please go find someone else."

After two or three seconds, she came back to her senses, lowered her head, and left quickly.

Zhang Zian stood there for a while, Vladimir couldn't see his expression from behind, but could only see his shoulders drooping weakly.

After a while, he turned his head and forced a smile: "It's finally improved compared to last time, isn't it?"

Vladimir was silent and did not answer.

Today is one of the golden week holidays, although it doesn't make any difference to him whether it is a holiday or not, as long as he wants, any day is a holiday.

There are many pedestrians on the street, and they are all grabbing the last chance to go out for an outing before the summer heats up.

Zhang Zian chooses his target carefully, neither too old nor too young, too old generally don't care about such things, too young...will be regarded as a pervert.

A family of three came in front of them. Parents between young and middle-aged came out to play with their children. The father was busy with a bag and a water bottle, and the mother was holding the child's hand. The child In the other hand he held a balloon.

The family of three are laughing, and the balloons are fluttering in the wind, giving people a very warm and loving feeling.

"Hello! Hello kids! Excuse me, do you like pets and small animals?"

Zhang Zian greeted them and waved to them with a smile, feeling that his fake smile became more and more proficient.

A man and a woman looked at each other, the mother half-shielded the child vigilantly, and the father was responsible for speaking.

"What's the matter?" the man asked.

Zhang Zian repeated the words and showed him the letter of proposal.

"Oh, I'm sorry, we don't have pets at home, and we don't know anything about pets, nor are we interested." The man glanced at the letter of proposal, shook his head politely and resolutely, then turned to greet his wife, "Let's go."

"If you want to know more, I can explain to you..." Zhang Zian chased after him two steps unwillingly.

"No, forget it, please stay." The middle-aged man blocked the way and gave him a warning look.

Zhang Zian stopped knowingly.

The child noticed Vladimir, stared at it obsessively, and even laughed. It may be a child's unique dissatisfaction with the new and dislike the old. The little hand unknowingly relaxed, and the helium-filled balloon rose from it.

People's reaction speed is not so fast. Before the people present could react, a blue-gray shadow jumped up and down, clamping the balloon tether that had just been released between its claws.

Vladimir stretched out his paw and handed the balloon to the child.

The child laughed and took the balloon, and smiled flatteringly at his mother, "Mom! This cat can catch balloons!"

A man and a woman looked surprised. They were surprised by Vladimir's reaction, but they also vaguely felt weird. They felt that this was not something that ordinary cats could do. The eyes and movements of this blue cat looked weird.

"Honey, let's go."

Without even thanking them, they picked up the baby and hurried away.

The child's little face was leaning on his father's shoulder, staring at Vladimir with bright eyes, and the little hand unknowingly let go, and the balloon went up again.

It's just that no one helped him hold the balloon this time.

Vladimir looked sideways at Zhang Zian and said, "Enough."