Pet King

Three shots a day.

Thanks to the closing of the door in recent days, the people outside to pray to the teacher have talked little. Only two or three people left to see Zhang Zi'an come out and immediately surrounded them.

"Master Zhang, please accept me as a disciple! I have been waiting here for several days!"

"Master Zhang, I'm willing to pay for teaching. Is it 100,000 a year? 200,000? As long as you teach me a dozen of real kung fu, no matter how much!"

Zhang Zi'an cleared his throat and said, "Sorry, state law, family rules. In order to avoid mistaken children, our rules stipulate that we must not accept students before the age of 40. Besides, there are more than one person who can martial arts in the world, please everyone Please be smart. "

Those people were reconciled and asked, "Master Zhang, are you perfunctory us? Don't you already have two disciples?"

Zhang Zi'an clarified: "Who said? The two people were not my disciples at all, they only worked in my shop. Don't get me wrong."

They glanced at each other, and said who they were, they must be the so-called "disciplined disciples", that is, candidates for formal disciples.

"Master Zhang, do we also want to work?" They asked, "No money, free work."

Zhang Zi'an didn't want to tangle with them anymore, pointing to the shop and saying, "The shop isn't hiring for the time being, please come back." He waved his hand and ignored them.

He was about to go back to the store and saw Xiao Yan's Mercedes approaching from a distance, so he stood still again.

Xiao Yan parked the car on the side of the road, Zhang Zi'an noticed that a man with a pigtail braid was still sitting in the co-pilot position?

She and the ponytail man got out of the car, Zhang Zi'an greeted him, and Yu Guang in the corner of his eye repeatedly confirmed whether the man was a man or a woman.

Men with ponytails are of thin build, narrow shoulders, gloomy eyes, very fashionable clothes, and several beads of beads on the wrists and necks. To sum up in one sentence is a proper artist style.

Xiao Yan introduced: "This is Guo Dongyue, the director of Haitian Home Art Design. The decoration of my shop is responsible for their company. This is Zhang Zi'an, the owner of Qiyuan Pet Store, I told you."

Zhang Zi'an mentioned to Xiao Yan to use this opportunity to renovate, but he has not considered how to decorate, what kind of decoration style to use, and which decoration company to hire. I did not expect Xiao Yan's efficiency to be so fast. Someone from the decoration company invited them ... and it seemed that the grade was quite high, which made him a little worried about how much it cost.

"Hello, I'm Zhang Zi'an, the manager of this store." He volunteered to shake hands.

"Guo Dongyue, winter's winter, mountain's Yue." The ponytail man didn't shake hands, but nodded somewhat indifferently.

Zhang Zi'an retracted his hand awkwardly, Xiao Yan smiled strangely.

"Ayan, you are talking about this shop? This shop is too small, too!" Guo Dongyue complained in front of Zhang Zi'an. Listening to his tone, he is familiar with Xiao Yan.

"Ayue, don't stop talking nonsense, give me a face, and go see it first." Xiao Yan said.

She was two steps behind herself and whispered to Zhang Zi'an: "Don't care, he's just like this."

Zhang Zi'an can understand that people's tempers are different from each other, especially those who are more artist-like, often different from ordinary people.

Guo Dongyue turned around outside, looking up and down, whispering something in his mouth. Then he walked into the shop, still looking up and down, left and right, and still patted the wall from time to time.

"His ability in decoration and design is still great. I heard that he returned from studying in the UK." Xiao Yan stood outside the shop and said to Zhang Zi'an.

"No wonder." Zhang Zi'an said he understood that the turtles were the most talented and had drank foreign ink.

Guo Dongyue came out with lack of interest, and kept complaining, "This shop is too small, similar to the pigeon nest, and it can't be opened at all!"

"You're humble again, don't you often brag and say, are you the best at doing 'Dojo in snail shell'? Is it really bragging?" Xiao Yan joked.

"Hey, don't you look down on me, right? Well, since you said that, then I really took the order." He said unconvinced.

"Are you the manager?" He said to Zhang Zi'an.

Zhang Zi'an nodded.

"Say you have any requirements-but don't give me too much trouble!" Guo Dongyue said with a scruple.

Zhang Zi'an couldn't continue pretending to be dumb. He said, "First, open the back door of the first floor of my shop. This is the most important thing."

Xiao Yan interjected doubtfully: "Why?"

Zhang Zi'an cannot be said to be convenient to practice martial arts in the green land in the future, but just said, "In case something similar happens again in the future, if the other person is crowded, there is at least a back door to escape."

Xiao Yan nodded to understand, after all, even if Zhang Zi'an was a great master of martial arts, if there were too many people or armed with swords, he could only retreat temporarily.

Zhang Zi'an continued: "The size of the back door is as large as the normal entrance door. I'm going to install a standard security door. It's usually not open, and it will be opened when there is something. As for the other ... come in and talk.

He led Xiao Yan and Guo Dongyue into the shop and went up to the second floor.

"There is no need to renovate the second floor, as long as the wall between the living room and the second bedroom is opened."

Guo Dongyue walked to the wall, patted the wall, and observed it.

Xiao Yan asked, "Is it a load-bearing wall?"

Guo Dongyue shook his head. "No, it can be dismantled, but I don't recommend dismantling it completely, leaving a part better."

Zhang Zi'an said, "Yes, you can take care of this."

"What about the other rooms? No change? I can remind you, if you want to change, just say it in one breath, don't wait for me to make a half and then change my mind temporarily." Guo Dongyue looked to the other side, the master of Zhang Zian's parents Lying and storage room, with the door closed.

Zhang Zi'an also had a headache.

Xiao Yan asked, wondering, "What's wrong? There are people in that room?"

"That's not it. Www.readwn.com ~ is my parents' bedroom. They have remained the same after their death. I haven't decided what to do for the time being." Zhang Zi'an admitted frankly.

"Uh ..." Although Xiao Yan was a strong and determined woman, she couldn't get an idea for Zhang Zi'an at this time.

"Yeah, I don't see how filial you are!" Guo Dongyue saw Zhang Zi'an for the first time since he came here.

"Forget it, it's a special offer for you, you think about it slowly." Guo Dongyue stepped back downstairs and looked at the layout of the first floor again.

"What is this for?" He asked, pointing to the bathroom.

"Bath for pets." Xiao Yan answered for Zhang Zi'an.

"Oh, what about this reservation?"

"Reserved," Zhang Zi'an said.

Guo Dongyue touched his chin and hummed a few times, as if thinking about something.