Am I God

In the next few days, Zhao Yao became more and more busy, and followed Xiao Shiyu to go through the formalities and sign the contract.

Then I'm going to renovate the cafe. Although it's not a complete overthrow of the redecoration, I also need to rearrange the seats, adjust the lights to be brighter, and add cat climbing frames, cat toys, cat passages, etc. Yes, I have to order several automatic toilets, prepare exhaust fans, and air purifiers.

These things are easy to think about, but when they are really done, Zhao Yao realizes that there are really many things to do.

So for the next week or two, Zhao Yao was busy in the cat coffee shop, leaving early every day and returning late, and often he would lie on the bed and rest when he came back.

And these things were also seen by a pair of fat eyes.

"I'm leaving." He grabbed the briquettes that were clinging to the soles of his feet and gnawed frantically, Zhao Yao opened the door and walked out.

The coal ball looked unwillingly at the place where Zhao Yao left, and said angrily: "This guy is so strong, why is my ability not aggressive at all."

Yuanyuan looked at the massage chair where the briquettes were spit out, and matcha was lying on it lazily. Since the massage chair was spit out by the briquettes, it has been occupied by matcha almost every day and has become his throne.

Except for Zhao Yao, almost any cat in the whole family who wanted to lie on it would be hit by the crazy claws of matcha.

At this moment, the matcha was also lying on his throne, enjoying the vibration of the massage chair, his white stomach trembled, and he narrowed his eyes comfortably.

Just then, a burst of music suddenly sounded from the direction of the windowsill.

"The sea can be withered, the rock can be rotten, the sky can be broken, and the earth can be cracked. We are shoulder-to-shoulder and holding hands!"

"The sea can be withered, the rock can be rotten, the sky can be broken, and the earth can be cracked. We are shoulder-to-shoulder and holding hands!"

Matcha meowed angrily towards the window sill: "Come on, why is it so loud watching a TV show?"

At the position of the windowsill, Elizabeth silently lowered her voice. Rarely, she did not fight with matcha, but focused on the phone screen with her eyes.

During this period of time, she began to use her mobile phone to follow the drama, and the one in front of her was the one she was most fascinated by. She watched it every day without sleeping and eating, and she couldn't even quarrel with matcha.

Mango and briquettes are chasing around in the living room. Mango is for fun, and briquettes are for exercising and becoming stronger so that they can defeat Zhao Yao.

Seeing that each cat was doing the things in front of her, Yuanyuan excitedly turned on her phone: "He's gone, the devil is gone, come and save me quickly!"

In the group called Save the Big Chicken Chop, Miao Yanzu said, "Are you gone? Then we're here."

"Little Fatty hasn't arrived yet." Leopard Head said: "@Little Fatty who specializes in killing Luban, didn't you say you want to come? Where did you go?"

The little fat man who killed Luban: "I have diarrhea, wait for me."

"It's so troublesome." God to God: "Can you do it?"

The little fat man who killed Luban: "Immediately."

Half an hour later, the little fat man still hadn't arrived, and he didn't even get a reply when contacting him.

In Zhao Yao's community, three cats are gathered on a lawn, especially the three cats are carrying a small bag on their backs, and it seems that there is a mobile phone in it.

A leopard cat with a leopard pattern scolded: "This unreliable guy, if he doesn't come, he won't come, and lied to us to wait so long to die."