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Chapter 101 Two-legged Beast

"Dog, can you hear me?"

"Dog, pass me your paw!"

"Dog, do you know who I am?"

On the way back to the hotel, Gan Jing chattered endlessly at the golden retriever sitting on the back seat.

The golden retriever could bear it, but the taxi driver couldn't bear it any longer. He gave Gan Jing a sideways glance: "This passenger, don't interfere with my driving, you son of a bitch, what are you doing?"

Gan Jing was speechless, and when he turned around, he could clearly see Jin Mao's contemptuous eyes.

Shit, didn't they say that after the founding of the People's Republic of China, they were not allowed to become elites! ?
Gan admired the sky and sighed, he just felt that the feeling of being despised by a dog was really novel.

When he arrived at the place, he paid the money first, then got out of the car and opened the back door, and the golden retriever obediently followed.

At the gate of Hilton, the waiter standing next to him stopped him and said, "Sir, pets are not allowed here. How about we put you in a foster care first?"

Gan Jing thought for a while and said, "This is not my pet."

The waiter smiled and said nothing, but refused to let him go. Then he saw the gentleman leaning down and whispering something in the golden retriever's ear, and then pointed to the inside of the hotel.

Is this really treating a dog like a human?The waiter was muttering to himself, just when he felt it was funny, Gan Jing suddenly stood up and asked, "Is the Hilton's presidential suite still available?"

Just as the waiter was about to answer, the golden retriever who had been squatting on the ground obediently rushed in through the door, and disappeared into the hotel within a few turns.

"This……"

Gan Jing spread his hands: "I just said, it's not my dog, whose golden retriever would abandon its owner like this? Alright, I'll go back to my room to rest, good night."

The waiter stretched out his hand, not knowing whether to stop him, he looked back at the golden retriever that had disappeared without a trace, and after a while, he finally let Gan Jing in.

When he arrived at the door of the room on the second floor, Gan Jing looked left and right but didn't see the golden retriever, and shouted towards the long corridor: "You dog, you're back."

After a while, the golden retriever jumped out, and ran to Gan Jing with a calm face—as for how to see the calm face, anyway, Gan Jing felt calm when he looked at it.

Sighing inexplicably, Gan Jing opened the door with his key card and walked in with the dog.

He has lived in Hilton for several days, and the room is a bit messy.

Turned on the TV, poured a glass of water, Gan Jing thought about it, found a container and poured some water on the ground for the dog to drink.

This time, Gan Jing saw a satisfied expression on its face.

I don't know if it's because of [Comprehensiveness], but Gan Jing always felt that he could understand the expression on its face—hey, this is really a strange experience.

But why can't I feel what it is thinking now?
After being stunned for a while, and thinking about it face to face with the golden retriever, Gan Jing stopped worrying about this and took a hot bath first.

After he took a shower, he found that he had received a text message from Chen Xin, the owner of the golden retriever, on his mobile phone - "Look at my dog, see you tomorrow!!!"

Hey, just looking at the exclamation mark, you can tell how worried this girl is.

Gan Jing replied with a word "Okay", and after the reply, he looked at the golden retriever and sighed: "Goose, dog, what do you want to do?"

Originally, he didn't expect to get an answer from the golden retriever, but this time, he had the same vague thought in his heart as before—"I'll just see what breed your two-legged beast is."

I go!

What breed are you!

No, you are a golden retriever!
Angrily, Gan Jing grabbed the golden retriever by both ears, and said angrily, "Do you understand now? Do you understand now! My uncle won't teach you to be a man, no, he won't teach you to be a dog. You still don't know who you are?"

——"Twolegs, don't make a fuss, don't make a fuss."

The golden retriever looked calm and calm, but the thoughts in his mind seemed to be talking to a naive child.

Gan Jing was defeated by it, scratched his head, extremely helpless.

"Are you hungry? If you're hungry, I'll get you something to eat, dog."

——"I just ate it. But I suggest that Twolegs should get something to eat and put it there for me to eat at night." When it comes to eating, this vague idea is the longest sentence that Gan Jing has sensed since he became proficient. .

Looking at the golden retriever's eyes again, it was obviously looking forward to it.

"A dog is a dog after all." Gan Jing muttered, and called the waiter to bring him a piece of beef and two ice creams by the way.

Sitting on the carpet beside the bed, Gan Jing put the beef by the water, and handed over an ice cream: "Do you want to eat? Dog."

"Wang Wang Wang!"

This time, [Tong Xiao] failed again, Gan Jing didn't know what it was thinking, only saw it barking.

Just barking like a dog is boring, Gan Jing smiled and put down the ice cream.

The golden retriever lay on the ground, eating a mouthful of ice cream, eating a mouthful of beef, and drinking a mouthful of water, feeling very happy.

Gan Jing sat on the side, eating one bite of ice cream, one bite of ice cream, and another bite of ice cream, it was okay.

One person and one dog live together in peace.

After Gan Jing finished eating his ice cream, he stroked the golden retriever's head, and took the mobile phone with the other hand to send a text message to Wang Jing.

"Director Wang, don't forget the script." He couldn't help adding, "Director Wang, you must be reliable!" At this moment, he suddenly realized that he doesn't really care about the salary, he is still a newcomer after all. , it would be nice to have a scene...

Wang Jing didn't reply, I don't know if she has fallen asleep or is busy.

Gan Jing waited for a while, and contacted Uncle Zhang in Yangcheng when he saw nothing. Thanks to the security of the last concert, the projects accepted by Red Shield in Yangcheng are much better than before. This is the qualifications the changes brought about.

When you can maintain the order of large-scale concerts, others will trust you more in daily security work.

Uncle Zhang responded on the phone that everything was fine, and let Gan Jing worry about his own affairs.

After hanging up the phone, Gan Jing had nothing to do for a while, remembering Director Chu Nian's suggestion last time, he suggested that he find a company, at least find a manager to take him along, otherwise it would be difficult to have the energy to develop a career.

"Career", Gan Jing remembered very clearly, that was the word Chu Nian used.

Hmm... Hearing the sound of the golden retriever eating next to him, Gan Jing suddenly realized that maybe instead of being an actor, opening a pet farm would be a better way to create a new career in life.

"Hahaha." He laughed three times to himself, and suddenly became interested. He patted the golden retriever's head with one hand, and sang, "I have a little dog, and I never ride it."

"One day I rode to the market on a whim, with a small leather whip in my hand, and I was proud of myself."

"I don't know why, I fell into the mud."

He sang happily himself, and after a while, a thought appeared in his heart.

--"madness."

--"abnormal."

——"What will save you, my Twolegs!"

(End of this chapter)