Standing in front of the entrance were four Samoyeds and four Scottish Folds. The four Samoyeds squatted in front of the entrance in an orderly manner, their tongues dangling out because of the hot weather and looking at the passersby. These eight animals all had a small bell hung on their necks. Below the bell was a small card, and on the card were a few words.
Everyone was quite curious as to what was written on the card. Then, someone whose eyes were sharp enough read: "Young Master's prodigal Samoyed Nao Nao, sincerely at your service!"
Wen Jianan: "…"
Hong Weiguo: "…"
Everyone else: "…"
Hong Weiguo covered his face. He had really thrown away his face today…
Speaking of which, was there a need to hang such a card on a Samoyed!?
