After Resurrecting, I Opened a Cat Cafe

non-administrative office

A long, sharp sound resounded throughout the Non-African Administration Bureau, and the entire Africa Administration Bureau was startled by the sound. The deputy director, Bai Jue, sat up like a corpse, and rushed to the director's office in horror.

In the director's office with bright and clean windows, there is one of the most expensive instruments in the African Administration Bureau - an instrument used to detect abnormal energy fluctuations. It is controlled by various programs and formations. The detection range is the entire Yuchuan City. Once there is a non-human If illegal spells are used or the spiritual power fluctuates too much, this thing will call.

And the director of his own family just looked at the instrument with such a blank expression and shouted.

Bai Jue almost vomited blood: "Ancestor, what are you doing? It's screaming like it's going to explode, can't you take a look?"

Bo Jin, the ancestor who wouldn't help the oil bottle down, said indifferently: "I've seen it."

Bai Jue went mad with anger: "I saw that you didn't turn it off!"

He stepped forward and muttered, "This thing hasn't barked so loudly for many years, who made a mistake again... My mother, why is it that one?"

The instrument for detecting spiritual power is connected to the database of the non-control bureau. After detecting spiritual power, it will automatically compare the files in the database, and then screen out the owner of the spiritual power.

But now, the three words "Pei Shiyi" are displayed on the screen of the instrument, and there are rows of densely packed garbled codes at the bottom, making it impossible to tell what was written.

Bai Jue's eyes darkened: "I said boss, didn't you just sign the report for someone a while ago?"

Bo Jin: "..."

Bai Jue felt a headache: "What do you still write in the report about 'gentle-natured, good-natured'? How long after your observation period is over, something went wrong. And why is the code messed up here? Isn't it broken, that one? What did you do, how did you break the rules?"

It shouldn't be destroying something, otherwise with that person's strength, the movement must be big, and he can feel it without any equipment.

Bo Jin said, "I don't know, I'll go and have a look now."

Bai Jue said quickly, "I'll go with you."

cat coffee

Fondant sat on the big bed, staring blankly at the screen.

She is a little sad.

The appearance of that family once again reminded Fondant of the fact that she is a feline.

Will the other cats wonder why she was abandoned? Will they despise themselves as a skewer? Her beautiful sister Yunchao is a purebred lion cat. The store manager said that Yunchao might be the last purebred. With a purebred cat as beautiful as Miss Petunia, would the boss still like her?

When Pei Shiyi entered the door again, he saw the hairy dumpling was closing his back to him. The light from the screen cut a fluffy edge for her, and his back was full of frustration.

He stepped forward lightly, pressed one knee on the bed, leaned over and asked with a smile, "What are we Tangtang thinking?"

Fantang hung her head in frustration, her ears drooped, and stared at her big tail. When she noticed that Pei Shiyi was leaning over, Fantang raised her wet eyes, took a look, and then quickly moved away.

Cats don't shed tears when they cry, they just howl dryly, but Fondant absolutely refuses to meow everywhere, so she sits on the bed, dazed like a real puppet.

Fondant turned around and closed herself in a different direction.

Pei Shiyi said softly, "Are you angry with me? Blame me for not handling things well?"

Fondant immediately became anxious, turned her head and pawed at Pei Shiyi's chest and meowed: How could it be? I just, just felt like a sucker for myself. I am a string...

Pei Shiyi smiled softly and said, "Honey, do you know that there is a kind of human being called a half-breed? Parents are from different countries, and they are not the same kind of people. They all say that half-breeds are good-looking, and my fondant is also good-looking."

Fondant was stunned: "Meow." Is it true?

Pei Shiyi: "Dragon and tiger give birth to a dragon, and a wolf gives birth to a yawn. The nine sons do not become dragons, but each has a style. If mixed blood is not good, why do humans still respect the nine sons of the dragon?"

Fondant's eyes gradually brightened.

"The same creature has different values ​​in the eyes of different people." Pei Shiyi said softly, "In my eyes, no matter how many puppets there are in the world and how beautiful they are, they are not my fondant."

Pei Shiyi turned around with fondant and pointed to the door: "Look."

The door was blocked by fluff, and the familiar eyes were full of worry. The white cat, which was always like clouds and snow and seemed not to be disturbed by any external objects, almost hesitated to take a step, and then backed away after hesitating. Sit back.

"For me, for the cicada, and for your furries, no matter how many years thereafter, there will be no second fondant. You are unique and irreplaceable."

Pei Shiyi gently pushed the fondant: "Go, baby, they are waiting for you."

Fantang jumped out of the bed and ran for two steps, then looked back, her gentle and handsome boss just looked at her with a smile, Fantang suddenly felt full of courage, and jumped straight into the fluffy crowd.

For a moment, the brisk and soft cat meows mingled together, and Little Fondant was rubbed and licked by the big cats. After a while, he forgot what he was still sad just now, and followed him downstairs.

Pei Shiyi sat on the bed, the sunlight passed through the screen, and the falling light seemed to be drunk, casting a faint light and shadow, he leaned against the head of the bed, and suddenly sighed softly: "I'm still a single bird with no home or room. "

He originally wanted to coax Fondant, so he took Fondant and went out directly to pick up the camera—he was still thinking about the camera he promised Zhou Yan, but not long after he dismissed the mother and child, Director Bo came, followed by a group of Only a young man whose original form is Shirasawa.

This was Bai Jue's first visit to a cat cafe. He took two steps forward, and a big tail with black flowers on a white background hung down, hitting Bai Jue's forehead.

Bai Jue: "???"

As soon as he looked up, he saw a chunky big ball on the climbing frame looking down, then suddenly startled, jumped up suddenly, and jumped to the next cat climbing frame in two or three times.

Bai Jue thought to himself: Isn't this Meng Ji who was sent to the cat cafe before? How did you gain so much weight in a week?

He took two steps and almost stepped on the big fat cat that was approaching. He was startled: Did that Fenghuang raise the cat as a pig? Expert in raising pigs? He raised his head tremblingly, for fear that he would see a room full of "pigs" wandering around, but fortunately, most of them were normal, and the Zhu Qiang who came through the non-control bureau process was still very fit, and the sponge cake was... a little fatter.

Director Bo brushed his face and entered the door, leaned over to rub a handful of egg yolks, and then went straight to find Pei Shiyi.

Pei Shiyi was inexplicable: "Song Gao hasn't finished get off work yet, why are you here?"

Bo Jin raised his eyes in disbelief and gave him a glance - this bird is quite innocent.

Pei Shiyi was indeed quite innocent. He looked at him for a moment, and was forced to appreciate Director Bo's glacier-like eyes for a while.

Pei Shiyi:?

He couldn't figure out what Bo Jin meant for a moment, was he here...to show off his beauty?

Pei Shiyi: "...I said Boju, I know you have good eyes, but you can't talk because you have good eyes, right? Can you say anything? I have to go out later."

It turned out that these two rare animals usually get along like this, Bai Jue's eyelids twitched, fearing that the two would fight, he hurried forward to smooth things over, and said in a low voice, "Hi, Mr. Pei, I'm Bai Jue, the boss' deputy. "

Oh, the second in command of the NSA.

Pei Shiyi led the two of them up to the third floor: "Please sit down wherever you want."

Bo Jin conveniently picked up the fondant that went upstairs with him, and chose a random place to sit down. He came to the third floor once, and became a frequent visitor to the cat cafe on the third floor. Little Fondant stepped on Bo Jin's arm and made a purring sound.

The third floor was shrouded in the aura of the phoenix. Bai Jue was in it, and he always felt that the carpet under his feet was pricked, which made him feel uncomfortable.

In fact, all gods in the world have the habit of enclosing territory, and Bo Jin is even more so. The Office of the Bureau of Non-Governmental Affairs doesn't even have a second chair, and he doesn't entertain outsiders at all. But why is he now in the private space of another bigwig, and seems to be quite at ease? Or is it that after three months of getting along, the boss has already regarded Maoka as the No. 2 of the non-control bureau and brought it into his protection circle?

Pei Shiyi poured three glasses of drinks and came over: "Tell me, what did I do?"

Bai Jue said with a bitter face, "This...the key is that we don't know either."

He elaborated on the problem with the instrument.

Pei Shiyi thought carefully for a long time: "If you want to talk about violations...does a little charm count? Isn't this similar to your modern monster's hypnosis?" The sugar lineage question.

At that time, in order to make the lady tell the truth and prevent future troubles, he did use some tricks.

Bo Jin said: "Of course, otherwise it's nothing if you use charm to tell someone the truth, but tomorrow you use charm to seduce a little girl, it's not a trivial matter."

Pei Shiyi: "..."

He thought to himself: He has a good temper these two days, so this dragon is going to go to heaven?

Bai Jue hurriedly smoothed things over: "No, no, no, it's not that you will seduce little girls. What the director means is that although it is not a sorcery, if it is used by some perverts, there will be endless troubles. So..."

Pei Shiyi finally heard something nice from Bai Jue's mouth, and said angrily, "Am I that kind of person?"

Bo Jin added fuel to the fire when Pei Shiyi just disappeared: "You usually use your eyes to seduce people a lot."

The bird feels uncomfortable without turning on the screen twice a day.

This is really a big pot that fell from the sky.

Pei Shiyi narrowed his eyes: "Tell me clearly, who did I seduce?"

Bai Jue: "..."

He was a little broken, obviously he was talking about business, why did the boss keep bickering with Boss Pei? It's okay to fight each other, and it's not a real quarrel, it always feels weird to quarrel.

He hurriedly stopped the two bosses, and changed the topic with difficulty, lest the question of "who did I seduce?" continue to diverge.

"Well, for this kind of situation, our non-control bureau will punish you."

punish? !

Fondant was stepping on Bo Jin's arm, but when he heard the word "punishment", his ears trembled several times: "Meow!"

Sir, don't let the boss be punished, okay?

Although the little ghost didn't listen much the whole time, he still guessed that Bo Jin was in charge. He picked up Bo Jin's clothes and rubbed his fluffy head against Bo Jin's neck.

Pei Shiyi scooped up fondant: "We won't ask him."

Bo Jin didn't care, and stretched out his hand to caress Fondant's back.

Pei Shiyi patted Bo Jin's hand away and asked Bai Jue, "What punishment?"

Bai Jue: "...Actually, this matter is not big, but it can't be considered small. The main reason is that you just came out of the observation period, and the report said that if there is a problem within one month after the end of the observation period, the observation period needs to be extended. "

Pei Shiyi's expression gradually went blank: "What?"

Bai Jue cautiously said, "Just extend the observation period to one month."

Pei Shiyi: "..."

He raised his head slowly, and looked at Bo Jin, he sighed a long time, his eyes conveyed a meaning: Director Bo, you are haunted.

Bo Jin: Obviously you are restless.

Fondant, who was holding him, was unaware of the turbulent tide between the two of them. Instead, he turned his head and kissed Bo Jin affectionately: "Meow." Great, will the husband cook lunch from now on?

Bo Jin: "..."

A dignified bureau chief lives like a cook.