Chapter 1089 Promotion

Except for Jiang Feifei who came into the store late to work, had never seen the cat god statue with his own eyes, and only heard a little about the lost cat god statue, the other three shop assistants were veterans in the store who had witnessed the cat god statue being taken as a gift by Xiaoxue. The whole process from sending to mysterious disappearance.

In the past, they didn't care much about the statue of the cat god. They thought it was just Zhang Zian's unconventional behavior. After all, other shops usually put a brass cow in front of the store for auspiciousness, but Zhang Zian only put a bronze cat.

Later, when the statue of the cat god disappeared, Zhang Zian offered a high price as a reward, and those who provided valid clues could choose a pet in the store. They vaguely felt that the statue of the cat god might be unusual, but what was unusual about it? Not sure.

In addition, the disappearance of the statue of the cat god is too bizarre. There is no sign of theft in the store, and there is a Zhantian vigil, but it was lost without anyone noticing it. Zhang Zian, who attaches so much importance to it, did not choose to call the police. These details It made them feel a little weird.

Now, the statue, which had been missing for several months, has been found again, but its appearance has changed so much that it has become so miserable that they are not even sure if it is the original one.

Seeing the depression on the left chin of the statue, Wang Gan stretched out his fist and said in wonder, "How does this look like being hit by a fist? But this fist is too small, even a child's fist is smaller than this." Big..."

Li Kun said: "Don't be stupid, how can you punch a solid bronze statue like this? Tyson can't even do it! From my point of view, it looks like it was formed in one piece during casting!"

Lu Yiyun and Jiang Feifei looked closely at the lost and recovered statue of the cat god, and they were also surprised, having the same questions as Wang Qian and Li Kun.

"Mr. Store Manager, how did you find this statue?" she asked.

Zhang Zian couldn't explain it truthfully, so he had to find an excuse to perfunctoryly say: "Well... After you left work last night, someone suddenly added me as a friend and sent a message, saying that a suspected statue was found near the green area, let me go and see it Look—there are too many examples like this, and you all know that they are all for rewards, but I figured it would be close anyway, and I would not get pregnant if I went over to take a look. Then I went over, and it was really true The statue we lost, I originally planned to wait for you to come to work before moving it back together, but I was afraid that Ye Changmeng would lose it again, so I got it back by myself overnight, and I was so tired that my back was sore and my legs hurt."

The four shop assistants were dubious, and Wang Gan couldn't help but said: "Master, you have been tossing all night, and your waist is sore and your legs are hurting. I believe this."

Zhang Zian glared at him, "You're the only one who talks too much!"

"Who is that person? When will he come to receive the reward?" Lu Yiyun asked, "If the store manager comes to receive the reward when you are not around, I'm afraid I might make a mistake."

Of course, the so-called reward recipients do not exist, and Zhang Zian was also reluctant to find someone to receive the reward, so he said perfunctorily: "That person said no, he doesn't like pets, and he doesn't want to keep pets. He just heard about it. I happened to see a suspected statue again, and I was idle anyway, so let me know... After I picked up the statue, I sent him a red envelope as a thank you."

This answer does not completely dispel the doubts of the shop assistants, but it makes sense logically. After all, some people do not like pets, or are restricted by objective conditions and cannot keep pets. For them, choosing a pet is not as good as The red envelopes are attractive.

Vladimir nodded secretly when he heard it, he really deserved the head of the strategic deception bureau it hand-picked, the ability to speak out like this is really beyond the reach of ordinary people.

"Quack! I just heard that you idiot have been promoted?"

Richard jumped onto Zhang Zian's shoulder and shouted loudly.

Zhang Zian wanted to grab its beak to make it shut up, but it escaped again.

"Promoted? Could it be that the store manager has been promoted to the Provincial Political Consultative Conference?" Jiang Feifei thought that Zhang Zian had really made it to the top.

"Quack! That's not right, he has just been promoted to the director of the Bureau of War and Suspense, and you can call him in the future—Master Bureau!" Richard flew to a high place,

He said to everyone with a hippie smile.

"No, no!" Wang Gan waved his hands frankly, "There is one and only one Zhang Juzuo in the world, who has made countless major contributions to our country's national defense!"

"Then you can call him—Zhang Ju sit!" Richard chanted, "Stop and sit at Ju Feng Lin Wan, his ass is as red as February flowers!"

Zhang Zian had already started looking for a feather duster everywhere, and was about to give it a good beating.

Richard had a good night's sleep last night, while Zhang Zian stayed up all night, and his energy was not comparable to it, so he let it go after a few chases but couldn't draw it.

The clerks also saw that Zhang Zian was tired, so they didn't ask about the statue of the cat god anymore, and asked him to go upstairs to rest, and let them take care of the affairs downstairs, and call him if there was something that couldn't be handled.

Zhang Zian really needed to catch up on sleep, he was so sleepy that he could hardly keep his eyes open, so he didn't refuse.

Fei Na, Snow Lion and Lao Cha lay on their usual places to catch up on sleep.

Back on the second floor, Zhang Zian felt a little puzzled when he saw that Xinghai was sleeping too, because he didn't call Xinghai when he went out last night. Could it be that they were talking downstairs and disturbed him?

He walked lightly, sat on the edge of the bed, and took off his coat.

In fact, he really wanted to just fall asleep like this and wake up until lunch time, but he saw that π had already woken up, sitting in front of the computer in a daze, seemingly unaware that he came in, so he got up again and walked to the desk, Asked in a low voice: "π... any news?"

On the screen is a blank word document, only the number of chapters is written, and there is no word in the main text.

π suddenly came back to his senses, shook his head in a panic, put his hands on the keyboard, and tried to pretend to be typing hard, but it wrote and deleted, and deleted, leaving only a few words "Morning, Zhang Zian" in the text of the document. number of words.

It has something on its mind, so it can't be immersed in the words, its heart is full, and it can't settle down to think about the plot.

Seeing its forced smile, Zhang Zian knew that there was no need to ask any more questions. This level of struggle was no longer something he, a small citizen, could participate in and change. It seemed that there was no better solution except to wait quietly.

Vladimir also returned to the second floor, yawning and trying to sleep.

Suddenly, it seemed to hear something, so it jumped onto the windowsill and looked out.

The temperature is suitable and the wind is breezy. The windows on the second floor are open from morning to night, which is convenient for ventilation.

An elegant white cat was sitting on the wall across the street. When it saw Vladimir, it waved its paws, which meant that it had new information to report to it.