"Meow meow~ meow~"
Upon receiving Ah Qing's fifty yuan donation, the cats mumbled sweetly with a hint of melody, as if singing, cooing by Ah Qing's side.
The constant cries of "Mommy" were endless. That nearly thirty-pound ragdoll cat lay on the ground, spreading out completely, twisting and turning as if begging for pats.
Ah Qing was dumbfounded, staring at the scene before her.
Wow... what great cats! All over the place, cats talking in kitten voices!
What good dogs.... All around are loyal dogs protecting their owners!
"Woof woof——"
While Ah Qing was in shock, the old golden retriever had already led a Labrador to the shop's door, two kindly looking dogs batting their steel tails against the shutter door.
The shop's door opened.
The old golden retriever nudged inside, revealing the QR code on its reflective vest along with related slogans.
[Contracting night rodent control services, accepting training jobs for delinquent dogs. No punishment needed, in a week, naughty bad dogs become perfect good dogs - Stray Home.]
[Buy a house from Yunjie Real Estate. We promise all commission rebates go to the buyer. Call: 0591—****]
"......." The shop owner was full of helplessness, took out his phone, scanned the QR code, and transferred ten bucks to this bunch of dogs who just did a good deed.
"WeChat Payment received 10 yuan...."
"Woof!"
Upon hearing the notification of a transaction, the old golden retriever and Labrador sat on the ground, raised their front paws towards the owner, and made a beckoning gesture.
After finishing up at this shop, the dogs hurried to the next one to collect.
If they get it, they get it; if not, they just leave.
But facing these incredibly clever dogs, most shop owners would give something, more or less.
Their intelligence was simply too striking.
If they're not impressive, it's just three or five bucks, but if they are, it's like buying a Maybach 680.
Spending three to five bucks for peace of mind, and to hear these dogs flatteringly say auspicious words, isn't really a loss, plus, they only ask for a reward after the work is done.
After circling the streets once, collecting their rewards, the dogs then dragged away the rabid mad dog.
The corgi, passing by the man who had run himself to exhaustion, looked around, confirmed no one was watching, then discreetly lifted its back leg and peed on his foot.
The streets were full of good people.
This guy was just a deadbeat, blocking the work and money-earning of the dogs, even making them eat sticks.
"Am... Ambulance."
The man, exhausted from running, shakily raised his arm, seeking help from surrounding pedestrians, but was met with the disdainful gazes of the shop owners.
This guy...
Didn't listen at all. Some had already noticed the white foam at the mad dog's mouth and advised him to come back, likely that dog cornered by the pack had some illness.
In the end.
This guy chased everyone away with the dog, stubbornly protecting that abnormal dog.
Despite their scorn, the shop owners still helped by dialing 120 for an ambulance.
Death was one thing, but dying at their shopfront was another.
When they rented or bought the place, they checked their finances, consulted their horoscopes and Feng Shui, even asked Mazu for blessing before buying.
Someone dying on a prosperous plot of land would be too ominous.
The ambulance arrived.
The dogs, along with a cat, two big ones or two big ones with a small dog, dispersed from the streets. Later, staff from the Stray Home came by, requested the incident's recorded footage from the shop owners, and filed a report with the police.
"What amazing dogs...."
Ah Qing, hugging a small fox, sat on a flower bed, watching the whole spectacle with awe.
And from the staff of Stray Home and the shop owners, she learned about the dogs, and an excellent idea slightly formed in her mind.
The dogs and cats were trained by a dog training master to the standards of guide dogs.
They were registered with the public security bureau, allowing them to stroll the streets freely, beg cutely for food, and do certain tasks. However, if any mistakes were made by the dogs, Stray Home would bear civil responsibility.
But so far, the dogs never made any mistakes.
The only lawsuit involved a noodle shop owner who hired rodent control services, then defaulted on payment, leading the pack to chase all the street rats into his house.
At home, not involving his food-related business.
The case is currently under trial, with the noodle shop owner demanding Stray Home remove the rats from his home.
The deeds of Stray Home were too legendary, giving Ah Qing a slight desire to promote them.
According to Stray Home's staff, the big boss was deeply in debt, about fifty million, from setting up the pet base and training the cats and dogs.
Currently, the pack's earnings barely cover their own meals, let alone paying off debts.
The inability to profit was simple, as they initially pursued the idea with public welfare and stray pet rescue in mind.
It's just that the big boss didn't expect such rapid expansion to lead to problems.
At present, Stray Home is managed by the second boss, along with a financial and legal team.
The big boss seemed to have gone north, trying to make money in the floating capital.
Stray Home... gave Ah Qing a sense of idealistic feelings.
But empty pockets.
The big boss had gone north to perform in KTVs to make a living.
Though they had donation channels, not many knew of Stray Home and their work.
"Alright! After we have morning tea, we'll use Stray Home as our live stream topic!"
Upon hearing Ah Qing's words, Ansheng immediately rolled over in Ah Qing's arms, exposing his belly, quickly raised his paws in full agreement.
Ah Qing had been busy with her studies, rarely streaming, mostly updating through short videos instead.
Some content involved Ansheng, and some featured bizarre happenings at school.
Like a certain classmate whose box had been bitten by a snake.
And.... an incident involving a gecko at a homestay and huskies intruding into the School of Animal Science with a pack of wolves.
"Yes! After we eat, we'll do some public service promotions for Stray Home!" Ah Qing smiled, hugged the small fox, nuzzled it, and walked towards the alley.
Just.
As soon as she reached the alley entrance.
Apologetic laughter came from Old Deng, speaking in Jiule City's local dialect, apologizing to the restaurant owner.
The original wall in the alley had collapsed into a mess of bricks, no one knew when it had happened.
"Old Deng... could it be that he climbed the wall, just a partition without any rebar reinforcement, causing it to collapse?"
Ansheng watched curiously, as Old Deng was apologizing to the restaurant owner.
But the restaurant owner almost bowed down in gratitude.
The restaurant's wall collapsed, no matter why, if it injured anyone, the wall owner would be responsible, and if it was an illegal structure, it could involve criminal charges.
Just.
Upon witnessing this,
Ah Qing's body tensed, cold sweat appeared on her forehead, changing from smiling to not smiling, standing awkwardly in place, she nervously raised her arm to admit fault:
"Uh... the wall, I crashed into it, sorry."
The restaurant owner sized up Ah Qing, ignored her completely, continuing to check Rain Zhenghong's body nervously, ensuring the wall's collapse didn't injure him.
Joking.
The girl looked around a hundred pounds, even if the wall wasn't reinforced.
But the layers of cement were four centimeters, how could a mere hundred pounds bring it down? Clearly, Old Deng slipped while peeing, stepping on the moss and knocking it over!
He checked outside,
And saw Old Deng lying amongst the wall's rubble.
The restaurant owner firmly believed what he saw.