Pet King

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Zhang Zi'an waited for a while, but Lu Yiyun still didn't write. He didn't know if all the professional-level artists had to be so emotional for a long time before starting to write, anyway, he was waiting impatiently.

Just at this moment, through the snow color outside, he saw a person standing at the door, looking up for a while, and looking down, as if comparing something. Due to the warmth of the outdoor cold room and the mist of water condensing on the glass door, he didn't really see it, thinking he was asking for directions, he said to Lu Yiyun, and got up to help.

Before he went out, the man outside the door had smashed the soles of his feet on the mats and walked into the shop.

Zhang Zi'an froze at a glance. The visitor was a foreign middle-aged man, about forty or fifty years old, wearing a woolen trench coat with a high-quality look, a suit and leather shoes, a silk tie, and brown hair combed. Meticulous, wearing a pair of gentle metal frame glasses, carrying a magnesium aluminum alloy Rimowa briefcase, the kind with a combination lock.

How to say, Zhang Zi'an felt that this foreigner must have gone to the wrong place. He had planned to go to the Embassy Street, but was dragged to Zhonghua Road by an unscrupulous taxi driver ... Because from this outfit, he obviously should have been in Elite characters on Wall Street or Lujiazui.

The visitor glanced at the snow on his shoulders and glanced inside the shop, his eyes stayed on Lu Yiyun's face for a moment, and finally fell on Zhang Zi'an.

Although it was unlikely, Zhang Zi'an asked Lu Yiyun with his eyes, and asked if he was looking for her.

Lu Yiyun shook his head vigorously, dropped his head deeply, and watched the visitors from the gap in Liuhai.

Zhang Zi'an coughed and was trying to greet Richard to come down to pick up the guests, but the guests asked in a less-skilled but understandable Chinese language: "Hello, is this Qiyuan Pet Store here?"

"Eh ... yes, who are you looking for?" Zhang Zi'an was shocked—foreigners who could speak Chinese either lived and studied in China for a while, or were really elite.

The visitor smiled politely, lowered the briefcase, and took out a business card from his arms and handed it over.

"My name is Roger Adams and I work for Baker & Murphy. I want to find Zhang Zi'an. The English name is Jeff Zhang."

Zhang Zi'an accepted the business card subconsciously, as expected, the business card was in English. He glanced over and over again, his heart suddenly excited!

"So you are a lawyer?" He asked tremblingly.

"Yes." Adams nodded.

Lying down! Did a lawyer come to your door?

Zhang Zi feels relieved! Has his dream come true? A relative who had never met before died abroad, because there were no other immediate family members, so he left the ancient European castle on the seaside and a lot of property to him far away in China? Since then, he has transformed into a rich and handsome, sitting on the beauty of the world, and embarked on the pinnacle of life?

He patted his chest and said, "I, I am Zhang Zi'an! The English name is Jeff Zhang, if you replace it! Oh, where is the castle built? Britain? Ireland? Spain? I don't mind ! "

Adams heard the expression of aggression and asked, "What old castle?"

"I did n’t have a relative abroad who died, and then you came to execute the will? It ’s the same in TV dramas and novels. I used to think that this was dogmatic, but now I believe it!”

Zhang Zi'an rubbed his hands in excitement, wondering which bank should have hundreds of millions of pounds or dollars in cash? Will the bank send a long-legged beauty commissioner to serve him?

"Uh ..." Adams stared at him in surprise, "How did you know Mr. Zhang?"

Huh?

Zhang Zi'an was really frightened. He was basically joking just now, but looking at this elite lawyer's seriousness, he didn't seem to be joking.

He thought about it, his parents didn't seem to say that there were any foreign relatives in his family, and the relatives whom he had never met would give him a huge legacy than the chance of buying a lottery jackpot ...

"Really let me inherit it?" He confirmed.

He glanced back at the elves in the shop, whether it was Lao Cha, Fina, Snow Lion, or Pegasus, except for Richard Xinghai, who was still playing hide-and-seek, and Richard, who slept upstairs, all looking intently. Here, it seems that there is a vague feeling that today may be an extraordinary day.

Zhang Zi'an's heart is mixed, with the joy of falling out of pie in the sky, and the uneasiness of the unreliable, as well as the longing and curiosity of the amount of heritage, and more worried about whether this sudden heritage will completely change him because of this. And the trajectories of the elves ...

Even Lu Yiyun stared at him and Adams stupidly. She wondered if Zhang Zi'an would inherit a large legacy, would she close the pet shop?

Adams said cautiously: "Could you let me take a look at Mr. Zhang's valid document before answering this question? An ID card, driver's license or passport will do. I need to confirm Mr. Zhang's identity before I can go into further details."

"No problem, please look over." Zhang Zi'an took out his wallet, and then took out his ID card and driver's license from the wallet, and handed it to him. "May I have another passport?"

Adams took the ID card and driver's license, carefully compared with Zhang Zi'an's face, and then handed it back to him, "if convenient."

"Okay, wait a minute." Zhang Zi'an motioned to Lu Yiyun and asked her to stare at this person. After all, anyone could print the business card. What if this crooked nut-like man is a thief?

Lu Yiyun faced bitterly, saying that she couldn't do the job.

Zhang Zi'an didn't allow her to refuse, quickly walked upstairs and went to the drawer of the bedside table in the bedroom to find her passport.

Richard was awakened by his movements, got out of his jacket, and looked at him dimly, "quack! What are you looking for? There is no such thing as TT. Uncle Ben has already found it-besides, you can also use it. Not TT. "

Zhang Zi'an said without looking back: "Your uncle, I am not looking for TT ... And what do I mean if I don't need TT? Tell you, if I want to use it, it can be used in minutes!"

Richard combed the feathers on his chest and said disdainfully, "Dead duck has a hard mouth!"

Time to speak, Zhang Zi'an has found his passport.

"What are you doing with your passport? Go abroad? Where are you going this time? Ethiopia or Azerbaijan?" Richard's eyes lit up ~ www.readwn.com ~, flapping his wings on his shoulders, staring at the passport in his hand.

"Go nowhere! Besides, what am I going to do in those ghost places where birds don't shit!" Zhang Zi'an said angrily. "A US lawyer downstairs seems to want me to inherit an inheritance. I need to see my credentials. It's okay, and after reading the ID card, I need to look at my passport ... It's really troublesome. "

"Ga? Legacy? Don't be kidding, how can you inherit it?" Richard said disbelief.

Don't say it doesn't believe it, even Zhang Zi'an isn't sure if the man downstairs is the teaser that the monkey invited, pretending to be special to play with him ...

Zhang Zi'an took Richard downstairs.

Adams had taken off his woolen trench coat and hung it on his coat hook, standing squarely and waiting, just observing the furnishings and pets in the store. He couldn't help smiling when he saw Zhang Zi'an's gray parrot standing on his shoulders.

"Here, my passport." Zhang Zi'an handed him the passport.

Adams opened the passport, glanced at the photo roughly, and looked at the time of entry and exit of the United States to confirm that he could match the number.

When Adams flipped through his passport, Xinghai chased Mei Mei and ran past them. Xinghai turned his head and said to him, "Meow ~ Zi'an, don't be sad."

Zhang Zi'an froze.

"Thank you." Adams returned the passport to him.

Adams had identified Zhang Zi'an and took a deep breath. "Mr. Zhang, do you know Catherine Donna Ryan?"

Zhang Zi'an's mind immediately appeared the old American lady she met in the CFA match.

"I see, what's wrong?" His heart tightened tightly.

Adams said solemnly: "I regret to inform you that Catherine Donna Ryan has died a few days ago, and I am her executor."