Chapter 1060: Coming Up With a Nickna
Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
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Zhang Zian felt that it was not as pitiful as a stray cat, but opening a shop was really quite high risk. If he was not careful he would have lost all his savings and beco a holess person under a bridge. That would have made him very similar to a stray cat... Or even worse. After all, there was no one who would create a Branch Organization for the Holess...
Having his own shop was quite all right. If it was a rental shop, there was an 80 percent chance of losing money, and only the landowner stood the a chance to win anything.
But at least he really liked the freedom; that was not wrong.
Vladimir asked again, “The pet shop you were talking about... Is it the one you guys always ntion?”
“It’s the one to the north of here. Did you not go over?” Zhang Zian pointed to the north.
Vladimir thought about it. “We passed by it a few tis, but did not enter. This is a place where house cats are treated for their illnesses. It has nothing to do with stray cats.”
Zhang Zian smiled. “Perhaps you have so misunderstanding... Let’s go. I’ll bring you in to take a look, and we can hopefully gather a few signatures.”
Zhang Zian stopped strangers on their way and explained his proposal to them. Although most people still refused because they were indifferent, disgusted, and worried about their personal information getting out, a small number of people did generously sign and leave their mobile phone numbers. Besides Zhang Zian’s rapid improvent in conversational skills, another reason was that they saw that there were more and more nas on the proposal. They subconsciously gave in to a herd ntality––since so many people had signed it, it was okay for them to sign it.
“Aren’t we becoming more and more like professional salespeople?” Zhang Zian smiled and said to Vladimir casually. “Perhaps I can even go and sell insurance in the future.”
“The idea of selling goods is very similar, but it’s not the sa thing at all,” it pointedly said, “The promotion of goods is limited by the law. No matter how many goods they manage to sell, they are just a successful businessman that is good at marketing... As long as there are enough people that accept your idea, it is common to and or even deny the law.”
Zhang Zian was not as bold as it. As long as he worked to push the law for the protection of small animals, he was satisfied.
The street was not very long, and they very quickly reached the doorway of the Spirit Curing Pet Clinic.
The working class people normally did not have ti, but the Golden Week holiday allowed them the flexibility to bring thier pets in for check-ups and surgeries. The clinic’s parking lot was full of cars, and there were people occasionally entering and leaving with their pets.
“Let’s go in.” Zhang Zian pushed open the door to let Vladimir enter.
“Please take a number and queue up. We are quite busy today, so please wait patiently.” Long Xian’s head was lowered as she dealt with a file about a pet’s dical history.
“I’m not here to see the doctor. I just ca to take a look. There’s no need to take a number, right?” Zhang Zian said.
Long Xian heard the familiar voice and raised her head. She said in shock, “Ah, isn’t this Shopkeeper Zhang! You ca just in ti. You can take these stray cats back from last ti. It would save the trouble of these two won carrying them down.”
“All right, then it looks like I’ve sent myself to your door to be your coolie...” Zhang Zian laughed bitterly.
“What are you holding in your hand? Pamphlets?”
The sll of disinfectant was very strong––much stronger than in the pet shop. It was a bit stifling. Vladimir looked at all the cats and dogs brought by the people in the clinic; there were of various kinds. The faces of the owners were shining with love and care and worry, and they were waiting patiently for the nurse to call out their numbers. It was obvious that they loved their pets.
“What happened to your dog?”
“What happened to your cat?”
“Oh, I don’t know what’s going on. It suddenly beca listless, so I hurriedly brought it over to get it checked out. I’m hoping it’s not so major illness...”
So owners were bringing pets for their routine check-up, or for deworming––those sorts of normal things––so they seed very relaxed and would talk about pet rearing with the people next to them. Through the topic of pets, they would branch out to other topics, and after chatting, they would even exchange WeChat accounts.
Because there were too few doctors and too many custors, the wait ti was long. The veterinarian office was a small version of a pet salon.
There were a few custors that knew Zhang Zian, as they had bought pets from his shop. They had brought their pets in for their injections or for their fixed physical examination, and they all greeted him.
After they finished greeting each other, Long Xian brought Zhang Zian to the hospital room behind them, and Vladimir followed.
Passing through the clinic, the door to the back was not closed tightly. Out of curiosity, it pushed the door wider and looked inside. It was filled with strange instrunts. An adult Arican Shorthair was tied to a stainless steel operating table with its legs spread open. Its face was emotionless. A young woman wearing surgical clothes and a mask was holding a surgical knife that was glistening coldly in her hand. She looked at the Arican Shorthair and gestured around its crotch...
Long Xian noticed Vladimir’s actions. “This cat... doesn’t seem to be a stray cat, right?”
“It’s not,” Zhang Zian answered, “It’s a cat from the pet shop. There’s nothing going on today, so I just brought it out for a stroll so it would begin to recognize its surroundings.”
Long Xian smiled and said, “I can practically identify stray cats and house cats now. Even if they are of the sa species, their looks are not the sa. The stray cats always have a cowering, fearful look. They look sensitive, and display a fear of not knowing what tomorrow holds. But recently, the stray cats have changed a bit.”
She brought him to the hospital room all the way in the back and pushed the door open.
Although the ventilator had been on, the sll in the room was still a little strong. There were several rows of iron cages on the wall––so empty, so with small animals such as cats, dogs, rabbits, birds, and other common pets. When they saw people, they would chirp, ow, and bark, which made the place very lively.
One of the cats scratched the iron cage and attracted Vladimir’s attention. It thought that it had seen the cat before––the night when it ca to the pet shop. It was out all night familiarizing itself with the nearby terrain and had t so strange stray cats. It used its ideas to enlighten them and raise their awareness. In the process, it had seen the cat in the cage.
Vladimir recognized many of the stray cats. Even if they only counted the main mbers in the ow ow Branch Organization, there were around more than 100, and adding on to the outstanding and well-behaved stray cats, then they were innurable.
There were so many stray cats, and they were all stray cats without nas. Vladimir wanted to rember them. He could only give them nicknas based on their physical characteristics, such as the fat, orange cat, which he nicknad “Big Orange;” the short-haired, white cat, which he nicknad “Little White;” the small, white, soft-eared cat, which he nicknad “Softy;” the grayish white, soft-eared cat, which he nicknad “A Que;” and so on. When he saw the stray cat in the cage, he imdiately gave it a suitable nickna: “Scald-head.”
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