Meow Ba

Chapter 37 Job Fair

"Hey, Papa Button, can I still sign up?"

Melissa, who squeezed in behind Big Pie Cat's Face, greeted the old police officer with a smile.

"Of course, dear Melissa."

Seeing Melissa, the old police officer Barton also smiled—they lived in the same community, and Officer Barton watched Melissa grow up.

Speaking of Melissa's decision to become a policeman, she was influenced by Officer Patton.

"Name, age, have you been vaccinated?"

Glancing at Ron, who looked familiar, Officer Barton took the list of cats he had just selected, and asked with a pen.

"The name is Orange, the age is two years old, and all the vaccines have been taken."

"But Papa Button, you made a mistake here. The oranges are not raised by me, but by a friend of mine."

"He is currently attending new police officer training and cannot come."

"His phone number is……"

Going to Officer Patton's desk, Melissa watched Officer Patton write down Ron's name, age and other information on the list, but what Officer Patton wrote down afterwards was Melissa's phone number and police number, so May Lisa pointed to the address on the list and corrected.

And as Melissa approached, Ron also saw clearly the list of cats that Officer Barton was writing.

Orange County Police Headquarters paper archives rat catcher shortlist?
What the hell?

Turning his head and looking at the desk in doubt, Ron immediately saw a paper notice, which was the content of the emails sent to the entire police station in the morning - Officer Barton originally wanted to post it on the bulletin board of the police station. It's just that the number of people who signed up enthusiastically was too high, so there was no need to post this notice.

After reading the paper notice, Ron finally understood, and his little heart immediately thumped.

A special police badge, and fifteen dollars a week?
Hehehe, little money...

The emerald green eyes were full of smiles, and narrowed into a slit. Watching Officer Patton write down Lorraine's phone number on the rat catcher candidate list, Ron nodded indistinctly, wagging his tail.

He was already looking forward to the job.

As for the other cats on the list? Huh, Ron wasn't paying attention.

…………

The next day was sunny, and after dinner, Officer Patton got busy. He borrowed a few dining tables from the dining room of Building No. [-] and placed them on the road outside the automatic door, and then moved out two large cardboard boxes, which he prepared for the interview. Special weapons prepared by cats.

When Officer Patton was ready, police officers came one after another with their cats.

Lorraine was still not free. He was currently learning to shoot in the shooting range on the third floor of Building [-]. It was Melissa who led Ron to the Rat Catcher Recruitment Fair.

Of course, Ron can also participate in the job fair by himself, but that would be too shocking-it's okay for a cat to be a little smart, there are so many cats in the world, there will always be a few genius cats.

But it would be scary if a cat could not only understand human language, but also think like a human.

At [-]:[-] in the afternoon, most of the cats who applied for the job and their excrement officers arrived, but the old police officer Barton did not start the interview, but waited until three o'clock sharp to make sure that there were no more cats coming, and then got out of the seat stand up.

"Welcome everyone and future rat catchers to the Orange County Police Headquarters Paper Archives Rat Catcher Career Fair."

"I'm the interviewer, Old Barton. Everyone should know me."

"I have a few more things to say before the interview."

"First, we are looking for a mouse catcher who can really do the job, so we will conduct some small tests when we wait for the next interview,"

"Secondly, after becoming a mouse catcher, the cats have to work alone in the paper archives at night, and everyone must be prepared to go home at night without the company of cats."

"Do you have any questions?"

The police officers who were holding their master clearly heard what the old police officer Barton said, and several police officers immediately showed hesitation.

They are not worried that their cats will not catch mice. After all, they dare to sign up, and their cats must have caught mice.

What makes them hesitate is the second item. The police station is already very busy with their work during the day, and the night is the only time they spend with their pets. If the cats apply for the job successfully, the cats’ work and rest time will be completely staggered from those of the owners. pet?

"The cat is your own pet after all. If you want to get along with it for a long time, I suggest not to apply for the job."

The hesitation of the several police officers was noticed by the old Patton, and he stepped up his efforts, so the few police officers stopped hesitating. They apologized to the old police officer in a low voice full of apology, and then hugged their cats left.

In the end, there were twelve cats left who still insisted on applying for the job interview despite the words of the old police officer.

"Very well, I think everyone already knows it, so I won't repeat it."

"Now, the recruitment interview for the Rat Catcher of the Paper Archives of the Orange County Police Headquarters has officially begun. Please put your cats on the table."

Different from the last cat talent contest at the Melissa mission completion party, this time the job fair is much more formal, and most of the cats who come to apply for the job are male cats—after all, compared to female cats, male cats are more mature than female cats. The territory is larger, and the hunting instinct and wildness are stronger.

Especially when so many cats are put together, the strength and status of the cats are immediately revealed.

In the first row are Ron and another adult Maine Coon cat. It is a big guy more than one meter long, squatting on the dining table, more than a head taller than Ron, one blue and one yellow Two eyes are shining coldly, and the strong limbs are as thick as human wrists.
With just a flick, the Maine Coon cat swept aside the tabby cat that was shaking its head and paws.

As for the chubby Ron, he himself led the aura, and no cat dared to squat next to him for the time being.

In the second row are five or six American shorthair cats and tabby cats. They are slightly smaller than Ron, but they have lean muscles and smooth bodies, and they can tell that they exercise regularly.

As for the cats in the last row, they were either too fat and too lazy, or too thin and too young, so they could only sit far away in the corner of the dining table and watch the cats in the second row play and fight with each other.

The owners of the cats stood at the dining table, took out their mobile phones and started taking pictures and videos, and posted them on YouTube and Facebook—it was not easy to see so many cats together, let alone this was a formal event. Rat catcher job fair.

Such novel photos and videos are enough to bring me a lot of fans and likes.

On the ground of Ron, Melissa also happily took photos and posted them on her YouTube and Facebook, waiting for replies from her online friends.

　Thank you for chasing dreams and relying on the sky, and being arrogant and angry for your reward!Thanks!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)